Sweet and Soft Little Beauty Shura Field Coquettish Manual

Jiang Feng behind Shi Song frowned.

I don't know why, when Wei Huaichen's gray eyes looked over, Shi Song was inexplicably nervous.

"Brother, why are you here so early!"

Shi Song was stunned for a moment, thinking that it should be his own illusion.

He crossed Jiang Feng and walked to Wei Huaichen's side.

The boy's tone was brisk, and his eyes were bent, as if seeing Wei Huaichen made him feel better.

Wei Huaichen looked at Shi Song who walked to his side, his expression softened a little.

"Well, I'll take you home."

At this moment, Jiang Feng who was behind them suddenly spoke slowly, and he said something with emotion.

"Shi Song, your brother is so kind to you."

His tone was still sloppy, and there was a bit of ruffian feeling in his smile.

"what?"

Shi Song turned around.

Wei Huaichen glanced over and looked at Jiang Feng.

The corners of his lips pressed down slightly, but he didn't speak.

Jiang Feng smiled.

He waved his hand lightly.

"It's okay, I just want to say, if Brother Wei is inconvenient in the future, I can also send Shi Song back."

His attitude can be called very good.

Wei Huaichen looked away, his tone was calm.

"No need."

"After all, it's my younger brother. No matter how busy I am, I can find time to pick it up."

……

After getting into Wei Huaichen's car, Shi Song thought for a moment before sending Jiang Feng a message.

"Hey, what happened to you just now? It suddenly became very strange."

Shi Song still knew Jiang Feng well, since he took the initiative to talk to Wei Huaichen just now, he felt a little strange.

"Nothing."

"It's just that when I saw your brother, I thought he didn't look very happy. You didn't ask him why?"

Jiang Feng's message came back quickly, but his tone was normal.

Not happy?

Shi Song secretly glanced at Wei Huaichen from the rearview mirror.

Wei Huaichen's complexion looked pale, his side face was very straight, and the sun shone on it, making him look sharp, handsome and elegant.

There was nothing wrong.

Shi Song bowed his head and casually replied to Jiang Feng.

"I think maybe you're thinking too much."

……

Wei Shuyun stayed in the hospital for many days.

The treatment for her still hasn't made much progress, and several doctors are at a loss for what to do about it, but they all come to the conclusion that the more conservative treatment is more suitable for her now.

So after confirming that she had no major problems for the time being, the doctor suggested that they could take Wei Shuyun home to recuperate.

"Perhaps the familiar environment will make the patient more relaxed."

"After going back, you can properly show the patient something that she cared more about before, such as photos, so that the slight stimulation of consciousness can make her recover faster."

Shi Song nodded while listening, and wrote down all these precautions.

The doctor who explained to Shi Song smiled, and he raised his hand to support his gold-rimmed glasses: "You are so serious."

The doctor they invited was named Ren, young and promising, very good, with a pair of fox eyes always smiling, and his appearance was the kind of superiority that could go out and be a model.

The buttons of his white coat were all unbuttoned, and when he was talking to Shi Song, his hands were in his pockets, and he had a very chic aura around him.

Shi Song liked this doctor quite a bit in his heart, and felt that he seemed very kind.

"It's not very serious. We don't understand anything. It would be bad if we make mistakes after we go back."

Shi Song smiled a little embarrassedly, and hesitated.

"Oh, by the way, can I add your contact information? If you mind, just ignore it."

In addition to contact information, defender Shu Yun can ask any questions at any time.

But Shi Song didn't know whether the hospital would allow it or not.

The doctor glanced at him and smiled.

"It stands to reason that the nature of our work does not allow casual addition of patients' family members."

Shi Song was about to say sorry.

Just then, he saw the doctor take out his cell phone.

"But this is a private account, you can add it as you like."

"Thank you!"

Shi Song was overjoyed, quickly took out his phone, and scanned the doctor's WeChat.

"You're welcome."

Dr. Ren curled up his lips and smiled, shook the phone towards Shi Song, and said in a clear and clear voice, "Come to me anytime you encounter problems in the future."

When Wei Huaichen came back after completing the formalities, Shi Song told him excitedly.

"Brother, I just added to that Doctor Ren's WeChat account."

"He is really nice, we can ask him for help later."

Wei Huaichen's eyes fell on Shi Song.

He nodded lightly: "Yes."

"Be careful too, don't trust outsiders too much."

"I know."

Shi Song felt that his brother was treating him like a child, and couldn't help but want to laugh.

"Don't worry, you won't be cheated."

……

They sent Wei Shuyun home together and hired a nurse to take care of her.

The aunt at home was also worried when she saw Wei Shuyun became like this. She had no choice but to make various supplements for Wei Shuyun in different ways every day.

Seeing that Wei Shuyun's appetite gradually improved, Shi Song felt relieved.

Now Wei Huaichen has a bigger scope to manage, so he is very busy every day, and Shi Song doesn't dare to disturb him.

So although they are in the same company, they have rarely seen each other since this time.

Until this day, when Shi Song finished his work and was about to come out of the office to make himself a cup of coffee, he met Assistant Wu who was in a hurry.

Song felt something was wrong when he saw his anxious face, so he opened his mouth quickly when he passed by.

"Assistant Wu!"

"Hour!"

Assistant Wu stood still for a moment and turned around, with a forced smile on his face.

"Hmm, what's wrong?"

Shi Song lowered his eyes and saw several boxes of medicines in Assistant Wu's hand, and couldn't help but be stunned: "Is anyone sick?"

The smile on Assistant Wu's face instantly collapsed, and he sighed.

"Oh, it's not Mr. Wei."

"Every time the food is sent up, Wei always takes a long time to eat. I said that I was afraid that he would have something wrong with his body, but it didn't happen."

He stroked his bald head, with a worried expression on his face: "When I went up to look at it just now, I found that Mr. Wei seemed to have a strange expression, and I only found out that he had a stomach problem after asking."

"Stomach problem? Is that serious."

Shi Song was taken aback, and quickly said: "Then why don't I go and have a look with you?"

"It looks serious, but Mr. Wei didn't say anything."

Assistant Wu smiled: "That's fine, maybe Mr. Wei will listen to what you have to say."

Shi Song followed Assistant Wu to Wei Huaichen's office.

He walked in a hurry, and he didn't even have time to knock on the door, so he pushed the door open and walked in.

"elder brother!"

The moment he saw Wei Huaichen, Shi Song realized that he was in a very bad situation.

Wei Huaichen was still sitting in front of the office with his back straight and looking at the documents, but his slender fingers were gently pinching the center of his brows, his face was much paler than usual, with some fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he looked very fragile.

Shi Song had never seen this kind of look on Wei Huaichen before.

After hearing someone coming in, he raised his head very slowly.

Noticing the boy following Assistant Wu, he raised his eyebrows: "Song Song?"

Shi Song walked to the desk in a few steps, his voice was full of worry: "How do you feel now? Do you have a fever, or do you only have a stomachache?"

While talking, he quickly pressed Wei Huaichen's forehead with the back of his hand.

The temperature is normal and a little low.

"fine."

Wei Huaichen looked up at Shi Song, his voice was calm, but obviously a little weaker than usual.

Shi Song quickly put down the things in his hands and said, "Then I'll make medicine for you—do you need to go to the hospital?"

"Need not."

Wei Huaichen's voice was suppressed and sounded a little heavy: "It's just gastroenteritis."

Shi Song felt his heart being pulled gently.

"Gastroenteritis is not a minor illness, you should pay more attention."

While talking, Shi Song took the stomach medicine granule from Assistant Wu.

At this moment, Assistant Wu's cell phone rang suddenly, and he took out his cell phone to take a look.

"There is a problem with the handover of the project, I have to go there immediately."

Hearing that Assistant Wu seemed in a hurry, Shi Song said while pouring the medicine, "It's okay, you go first, I can handle it."

After the door was closed, only Wei Huaichen and Shi Song were left in the office.

Shi Song poured the medicine for Wei Huaichen in a coffee cup, stirred it with a spoon, and handed it to Wei Huaichen after it cooled down a little.

The medicine was slightly bitter, Wei Huaichen frowned after drinking it,

Shi Song watched him drink up all the medicine.

With a sound of "dong", Wei Huaichen gently put the coffee cup beside him.

He slightly raised his head to look at Shi Song, probably because of his illness, his pigeon gray eyes were heavier than usual.

"Songsong, why are you here?"

Shi Song pursed his lips: "I met Assistant Wu on the road."

"I came here when I heard him say you were not feeling well."

Wei Huaichen let out a "huh" and lowered his eyes.

Shi Song hesitated and said, "Brother, if you feel uncomfortable next time, you can tell me."

"If Assistant Wu is busy, I can take care of you."

In fact, he thought to himself that Wei Huaichen would be the first to look for him, not Assistant Wu.

But it was hard for him to say this, for fear that Wei Huaichen would feel that he was being sentimental.

Wei Huaichen gently hooked his hand on the table.

In the end, he said to Shi Song lightly, "I'm fine."

Wei Huaichen habitually endured it, but Shi Song couldn't see that he was uncomfortable.

Thinking that Wei Huaichen didn't want to tell himself these things, Shi Song lowered his head in a little disappointment.

At this moment, Shi Song's cell phone beside him rang.

Picking it up for a look, Shi Song realized that it was the news from Doctor Ren.

"How is the patient today?"

"Mother is still the same as yesterday, there is no obvious change."

Shi Song suddenly had a thought: "Doctor Ren, do you know of any quick relief for acute stomach pain?"

They have been together for many days, and even occasionally chat for a few words, more like a friend.

Although Shi Song felt that it was a bit strange to ask a psychiatrist this, but considering that he was a doctor after all, he might have some ideas.

Sure enough, Dr. Ren asked about the other party's condition in detail, and then sent a voice.

Shi Song turned to read the text.

"It's probably acute gastroenteritis. Go and make him a glass of honey water, then press this place on his wrist. It should get better after a while."

Seeing that Shi Song seemed to be sending messages on his mobile phone, Wei Huaichen squinted his eyes and leaned back on the chair, pinching the center of his brows with his fingers, feeling a little dizzy.

There was a burst of pain coming from the abdomen, which was quite uncomfortable.

As a result, at this moment, he suddenly felt his hand being gently pulled up.

The body temperature of the other party seems to be higher than his.

When you press it gently, it seems to bring up a small electric current.

Wei Huaichen suddenly opened his eyes, and then saw Shi Song's lowered eyebrows beside him.

The boy's eyelashes are very long, and when they hang down, they cast a small row of shadows under the eyes.

Sensing that Wei Huaichen looked over, Shi Song explained in a low voice: "Just now the doctor said that pressing here will help, I will try."

He didn't use much strength, and when he pressed it bit by bit, it seemed to bring up a small electric current, leaving a tingling sensation on the skin.

Wei Huaichen's wrists are very good-looking, with distinct wrist bones, and dark blue blood vessels can be seen inside through the skin, revealing a thin and fair beauty.

His fingers curled up slightly.

"Thank you."

After a while, Shi Song felt a little uncomfortable with his neck hanging down, so he simply sat on the carpet, leaning against the large desk, and crossed his legs to help Wei Huaichen press his wrist.

According to what the doctor said, he curled his thumb and gently scratched the acupuncture point there, and rubbed the slightly hot joint against the skin of Wei Huaichen's wrist.

Wei Huaichen just lowered his head and watched the boy's hair twirling seriously.

There is a strange emotion surging in my heart, ready to come out.

He watched for a long, long time.

Even breathing eased.

……

After a while.

Suddenly, a knock on the door from outside interrupted the silence between the two.

Wei Huaichen frowned very quickly.

Then he said, "Come in."

"Mr. Wei, I just stopped by the pharmacy."

It turned out to be Assistant Wu again.

He opened the door and walked over quickly: "This brand of medicine has a stronger effect. If it doesn't work, you can try it."

Wei Huaichen's face still looked a little pale, but his tone was much more normal than before.

"Well, just put it there, thank you."

While talking, he lowered his head and said inexplicably: "Don't make trouble."

At first, Assistant Wu thought Wei Huaichen was talking about him, and touched his bald head in fright.

As a result, at this moment, a figure suddenly stood up from under the table.

Assistant Wu was taken aback, took a step back and closed his eyes instantly.

"Is there anyone else in the office?"

Shi Song smiled, he bent his eyes, and said in a brisk voice.

"Assistant Wu, it's me."

Just now he has been pressing acupuncture points for Wei Huaichen.

After pressing it for 10 minutes, his hands were almost numb.

However, it may be that the stomach medicine and his method have worked, and gradually Wei Huaichen really felt the pain in his abdomen subside.

Shi Song felt relieved, just as he was about to stand up, Assistant Wu came.

He originally wanted to stand up and say hello to Assistant Wu, but seeing Wei Huaichen's hand in his own, Shi Song suddenly had a thought.

So, he stretched out his hand like a trick, and gently scratched Wei Huaichen's palm.

Wanted to see if he would laugh.

Of course, Wei Huaichen didn't smile.

He shook his hand reflexively, and grabbed Shi Song's hand with his backhand.

The palms of the palms pressed against the backs of the hands, but Wei Huaichen quickly released them as soon as they were touched.

Then, Shi Song stood up from under the table.

"Ah, so you were still there when I was young."

Assistant Wu suddenly saw the figure just now and thought he had seen a ghost in broad daylight, but now he is holding his chest: "I was scared to death just now."

Shi Song was amused by Assistant Wu.

After Assistant Wu left, Shi Song looked at Wei Huaichen: "Brother, are you really alright?"

"Ah."

Wei Huaichen nodded.

Shi Song's mood instantly improved.

"It seems that Doctor Ren's method is indeed useful, and we must remember it in the future."

"Doctor Ren?"

Wei Huaichen turned his eyes sideways to look at Shi Song.

His tail sound was slightly provoked.

"Uh-huh."

Shi Song nodded: "It's the doctor who took care of my mother before, the one I added to his WeChat. These two days, he asked how my mother was doing every day. He happened to ask me just now, so I told him."

"He's a really nice guy."

Wei Huaichen frowned slightly.

When he entered the hospital, it was Assistant Wu who found the information for him. He briefly glanced at it, but he also had an impression of Dr. Ren.

Young and promising, with superb skills, but the surrounding evaluation of him is generally unreasonable.

How could such a person care about such a trivial matter as Shi Song.

unless……

Wei Huaichen's eyes darkened slightly.

But after a while, more people surrounded his younger brother.

But his voice is still soft: "If that's the case, then we will thank him later."

"Uh-huh."

Shi Song laughed ignorantly.

"Of course, I will definitely find a way to thank him."

……

Because he finished all his tasks, Shi Song stayed in Wei Huaichen's office all afternoon.

In fact, he was still a little worried about the relapse of Wei Huaichen's stomach disease, and wanted to supervise him to eat dinner well. After all, Assistant Wu said before that Mr. Wei hadn't eaten properly for many days.

As a result, after three o'clock, Wei Huaichen suddenly received a message.

After taking a look, he said to Shi Song: "I have something to do, so I have to go out."

Before you know it, it's time for a review.

This time was too busy, Wei Huaichen actually put this matter behind him.

"Huh? What's so important."

Shi Song was sitting cross-legged on the sofa next to him playing with his mobile phone, when he heard this, he said worriedly: "But brother, your stomach problem is still not healed."

"It's ok."

Wei Huaichen looked at him indifferently, and after noticing the worry in Shi Song's expression, he suddenly thought: "Would you like to come with me? My business is very fast, and we can have dinner together later."

After finishing speaking, Wei Huaichen realized that what he said was inappropriate.

Where he is going is very boring and meaningless to Shi Song.

"is it okay?"

But at this time Shi Song had already answered first, he bent his eyes and smiled.

"Then I'll go with you, it happens to be fine tonight."

Wei Huaichen nodded.

Wei Huaichen had already told the counselor in advance that his younger brother would come.

The psychological counselor is also his friend, named Ji Yu, he is very professional, he can roughly judge his recent mental state through the conversation with Wei Huaichen, and he can do some counseling work.

Wei Huaichen has known him since a long time ago.

Because their treatment is mainly based on ordinary conversation, Shi Song's follow-up has no effect.

Ji Yu had been waiting at the door of the clinic for a long time, and when he saw Shi Song, his eyes flashed with surprise.

"We seemed to have met each other last time, but it was too chaotic at the time, and I didn't even see it clearly."

"Hello, my name is Ji Yu."

"Mmmm, hello."

Shi Song nodded and followed Wei Huaichen into the room.

Ji Yu's clinic is just a small villa, decorated very delicately, so Shi Song didn't see anything else.

He didn't ask Wei Huaichen why he came here, but just shrank behind him, trying to minimize his presence.

In fact, Song also remembered this person at the time.

Last time, Wei Huaichen rejected his invitation to go to dinner together, and then went with Ji Yu. After the meal, he and Jiang Feng ran into these two people, and he was still drunk.

Although he knew that there must be something more important for Wei Huaichen to reject him, Shi Song still remembered in his heart the face he had with Wei Huaichen that day.

Shi Song didn't quite understand why Wei Huaichen came to him, but felt that what they were talking about seemed to be very ordinary things.

After sitting down, Ji Yu even asked his assistant to wash a plate of fruit and brought it over.

"Eat whatever you want."

Shi Song quickly thanked him, and while they were chatting, he boredly picked up a cherries from the plate.

Just as he was about to eat, he heard Wei Huaichen say in a calm tone.

"Go wash your hands."

"Well, good."

Being reminded by Wei Huaichen made Shi Song's ears feel a little hot, he ate the cherries, and stood up embarrassedly: "Then I'll go to the bathroom first."

After Shi Song left, Ji Yu turned to look at Wei Huaichen, and said seriously, "I think you're just a little nervous."

"Look, isn't it normal for you to treat your brother now?"

The air was strangely silent.

Wei Huaichen lowered his eyes and did not speak.

Ji Yu frowned slightly.

But at this time, Wei Huaichen shook his head slightly.

He raised his eyes to look at Ji Yu, his pigeon-gray eyes were a little dull, and the emotions inside were quite complicated.

But his tone is still light: "It's not normal."

These three words quickly disappeared into the air.

Ji Yu said "Huh?"

After getting along with Wei Huaichen for so long, it was the first time he heard Wei Huaichen speak like this.

Even if he is a patient, Wei Huaichen has always been very calm. Ji Yu thinks that this kind of patient is a genius.

But it was the first time he saw Wei Huaichen like this.

Although it is calm on the surface, there seems to be something deeper hidden under that calmness, like an undercurrent surging under a pool of clear water.

Ji Yu even noticed that Wei Huaichen's back was slightly tense.

"Then where do you think it is..."

Just as Ji Yu was about to say something, there was a light knock on the door of the room.

"Come in."

Seeing that the person concerned walked in, Ji Yu could only keep his mouth shut.

Feeling vaguely that something was wrong with the atmosphere at the scene, Shi Song blinked his eyes lightly.

He sat beside Wei Huaichen.

Noticing Wei Huaichen's eyes looking to the side, Ji Yu's heart suddenly "thumped".

He seemed to understand something.