Sweet crazy!The cold lawyer Song married at an early age

"Doctor Shen..." Several people glanced at each other and smiled awkwardly at Shen Wanyi. Shen Wanyi nodded, not wanting to meddle in other people's business, handed them the information, and turned around to leave.

When the person disappeared into the corridor, several people breathed a sigh of relief, obviously in shock, and gathered together to whisper again, but this time the topic changed.

"This woman makes no sound when she walks. It almost scared me into a cold sweat. I just thought she was going to punish us. Did she hear what we were talking about?"

"You probably didn't hear it. Anyway, I was quite scared. Dr. Shen probably doesn't seem like that kind of troublesome person. Don't scare yourself."

"It's impossible to tell. We know people's faces but not their hearts. Some people can't look at the surface. You must be on guard against others. Be smart and don't let others deceive you. You might be able to complain to the director behind your back."

"No way, we didn't do anything. We just chatted for a few words. It's not like I was so flustered by what you said that I dispersed. Remember to call me when you go to the third floor to inspect the room later..."

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Ward on the third floor
Grandma Song came out just after chatting with her old friend. She held Chen Shan's hand and kept chattering, obviously she still had more to say, "That joke was so funny...how could there be such a stupid person."

"No, it's already so late before I know it. It seems I have to set the alarm clock in the future. The old lady won't want to come back." Chen Shan smiled.

Grandma Song couldn't help but snorted, "You..." couldn't help but yawned, and had to let Chen Shan help her back to the ward. As soon as she entered the door, she saw the person on the sofa.

Grandma Song's eyes lit up, her sleepiness disappeared instantly, and she even walked faster than usual. She lightly slapped the man on the shoulder, "Oh, you are really a rare visitor."

Song Shichen and Chen Shan helped Grandma Song to sit down on the bed. Seeing the old lady's energetic appearance, he couldn't help laughing and explained, "I have been busy with work recently and just came back from a business trip yesterday. It seems that I have no choice but to leave. "

After that, he pretended to stand up and prepare to leave. Grandma Song snorted coldly, "Get out of this door now, and you won't have to come back again."

Song Shichen curled his lips, "It's so serious, I really don't dare to leave." Grandma Song scolded him with a smile, "You brat, you dare to leave and give it a try. What do you think? Is the work very hard?"

Seeing that she was just the same person some time ago, but now she has lost more than half of her weight, it would be false to say that she doesn't feel distressed, let alone her most beloved grandson.

"It's okay." Song Shichen put a pillow behind Grandma Song's back and tucked the quilt on her body. "I still have the energy to curse. It seems that I'm in good health, but I need to rest early."

"It's still early. Sit down for a while. What did I just want to say..." Grandma Song patted her head and couldn't think of anything. Suddenly, out of the corner of her eye, she saw a ceramic bowl on the table, which contained a few red wines. egg.

She finally remembered and pointed at the bowl of red eggs, "Did you see it?" Song Shichen looked in the direction pointed, his expression seemed a little confused, "Huh?"

Chen Shan, who was next to her, couldn't help but smile and said, "Third Young Master, what the old lady means is that she misses her granddaughter-in-law and when she can have the wedding wine."

Grandma sighed and said in a sour tone, "Aunt Li from the next ward brought it over. Her son got a daughter last month. Today, the couple came to hand out red eggs with smiles on their face. Even though they were looking forward to it, they couldn't wait for their own happy event. I’m envious.”

"If you want to eat red eggs, let Aunt Chen buy them. Buy as many as you want." Song Shichen pretended not to understand what he meant and continued naturally.

"There's no need to eat. It's made you full. It's a waste to eat. Can you understand what I mean? Where is my granddaughter-in-law?" Grandma Song instantly put on an expression of resentment and shook her head helplessly.Song Shichen's expression paused, then he faced Grandma Song's eager gaze and explained, "She is busy with work and probably won't have time during this period. Do you miss your granddaughter-in-law so much and not me?"

After receiving the explanation, Grandma Song was still dissatisfied, and sighed intentionally or unintentionally, "Jing Hui is just jealous. I'm afraid that your granddaughter-in-law, who I've been looking forward to for so long, will be lost by you. You've been talking about where to find her for a long time. Yes." When the time comes, I’ll invite the parents of both parties to come out to meet and have a chat.”

Chen Shan couldn't help but say, "Third Young Master, the old lady has been waiting for this day for a long time. Amin also told me that Dr. Shen is a good girl."

The two of them grew up in an orphanage, and happened to meet Chen Shuxian participating in charity activities. They felt that they were destined, so they left the two sisters in the Song family. Chen Shan was taken care of by Grandma Song, while Chen Min was taken care of by Song Shichen.

It has been more than ten years since they entered the Song family. The Song family has treated them warmly and has long treated the young master and young lady of the Song family as their own children.

Now that we have reached the age of talking about marriage, it is rare to meet a good girl, and she is a nice person. If the two of them get married, they will be happy from the bottom of their hearts.

Song Shichen laughed softly and responded after a while, "After a while, the enthusiasm of the two of you will probably scare people away."

"When is the time? One year? Or three years? Forget it, you young people can deal with your own affairs. By the way, I will be discharged from the hospital next month. I am in the hospital every day, and I am getting moldy." Grandma Song said He waved his hands and snorted.

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Shichen instantly refused. He frowned and said, "No, you haven't fully recovered yet. You can't go back yet. Stay in the hospital."

Anticipating opposition, Grandma Song took out her trump card, "I can't listen to you this time. Your second sister is coming back next month. It's rare for her to come back. The whole family gets together to have dinner, so I have to be discharged from the hospital."

"Song Qingran is coming back?" Or when he heard a name he hadn't heard for a long time, Song Shichen's expression was obviously a little stunned, and he did not hide the shock in his tone.

Although Grandma Song's tone was blaming, it also had a hint of doting, "No big or small, that's your biological sister. It's a good thing that Qing Ran is back. She hasn't been back for several years, and I don't know how she is doing now." .”

"With her temperament, she doesn't have to worry about having a bad life. It's getting late and it's time to rest. If you need anything, tell her tomorrow. Good night."

Song Shichen replied calmly, looked at the time, helped Grandma Song lie down, tucked her into bed, silently dimmed the lights in the room, turned around and went out with Chen Shan.

"Third Young Master, please go back and rest, as long as I'm watching over you." Chen Shan said, looking up at the man who fell silent after coming out of the ward.

"Okay, get some rest early." Song Shichen came back to his senses, suppressed the complicated look in his eyes, responded, and walked downstairs to register at the Department of Respiratory Medicine on the second floor. There were a few people in line in front of him, and he was sitting on a chair. wait.

There were very few people at night. Occasionally, I saw some family members coming out to fill water, leaving and entering the ward. From time to time, the sound of wheels rolling and the sound of footsteps could be heard in the corridor.

The man held the list with his slender fingertips, and looked at the people coming and going around with his dark eyes. A figure broke into his sight, and a wave of emotion surged in his calm eyes.

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