We didn't escape the seven-year itch

Chapter 24

Listening to Chu Yi's words, Song Mingke finally just lowered his head and stared at the back of his hand for infusion.

Why do you always stay up late and work overtime?Because he wants to do this plan well.Why so hard?Because he also wants to prove himself.I always felt that as time passed, it became more difficult for him to say what he wanted to say.He didn't want to tell Chu Yi that he was working hard, he didn't want to tell Chu Yi that he was "educated" by old employees, he didn't want Chu Yi to think that he was a person who would shrink back when encountering problems, and he didn't want Chu Yi to think that he was such an old man. I can't do a job as an intern...

The word "it's okay" is said too much, and the only thing I can say is "it's okay".

He understood that Chu Yi was worried about him, that's why he said that, but he somehow felt wronged.

Song Mingke turned to look at Chu Yi, and said sullenly, "Chu Yi, can you stop talking?"

"What's wrong?" Chu Yi frowned, as if something bad was clogging his brows.

"I'm tired……"

"Take more rest when you're tired, don't always work overtime and stay up late." Chu Yi looked up at the infusion bottle, "Speed ​​up, so you can go home early after you've finished playing?"

"En." Song Mingke responded feebly, allowing Chu Yi to increase the speed of the infusion by two points.

I don't know if it's because of the strong effect of the medicine or because Song Mingke's stomach is too fragile. The porridge he drank didn't seem to have any effect. Song Mingke just felt like something was stirring in his stomach, which made him a little nauseous.

He looked up at the infusion bottle above his head, and there was still a small part left.

Chu Yi also followed his gaze, "What's the matter? Hurrying to go home? This speed is quite fast, just wait a little longer."

"It's okay." Song Mingke shook his head.

Bear with it, the fight will be over as soon as possible, and you can go back earlier, Chu Yi has also been busy all day, and he didn't eat anything at night.

Song Mingke continued to rest on Chu Yi's shoulder with her eyes closed.

After the nurse pulled out the needle, Chu Yi went to the pharmacy to get the medicine, and the two got into the car together.

The warm air from the air conditioner was blowing. I don't know if the smell of the disinfectant in the hospital hadn't dissipated or the warm air from the air conditioner was too dry. Song Mingke's stomach was really uncomfortable, so he leaned against the glass and opened the window to breathe.

"I have a fever and blow cold wind, and the temperature in the car hasn't risen yet, so the cold is easy to get worse." Chu Yi told him.

"I feel sick to my stomach, and I want to breathe some fresh air." Song Mingke explained lazily.

"Stomach pain? Is it because of not eating or the infusion? Motion sickness?" Chu Yi asked, "Why didn't you say it just now?"

"It's no big deal, just let the air blow." Song Mingke didn't know how to say it. If he explained, he would have to explain a lot. Why is it uncomfortable?Why didn't you say it just now?Why didn't you say it before? ...

His throat was also uncomfortable, so he simply shut up.

Chu Yi looked at Song Mingke's reluctance to speak, and only said, "Go back and eat something, take the medicine, and sleep well."

"Ah."

The speeding cars outside the window made Song Mingke feel extremely dizzy and tired. Gradually, he felt that the wind blowing in from the gap in the window was not so strong, and he closed his eyes as if falling asleep.

The instrument panel of the driver's station showed that Chu Yi had turned his off-road vehicle with good performance into an electric three-wheeled vehicle abruptly.

The author has something to say: Thank you everyone.