Chapter 14 You Are Drunk
There was a faint scent of perfume in the car.
The fragrance smelled familiar, and Shi Yan unconsciously took two deep breaths greedily.
Song Yuchen was about to close the car door when Shi Yan suddenly grabbed his tie.
Shi Yan exerted a little force, and Song Yuchen leaned down.
Their faces were only a few centimeters apart.
Shi Yan's face was as red as a ripe apple, and she looked at Song Yuchen with a dazed look.
Song Yuchen's eyes fell on her plump red lips, and a heat rose in his chest.
"Song Yuchen."
"Um?"
Shi Yan smiled and asked, "Why are you so nice to me?"
"Are you drunk?"
"Shh!"
Shi Yan suddenly leaned forward and moved closer to Song Yuchen, with her index finger resting on Song Yuchen's lips.
"I, I can drink a little bit?"
Her body was swaying and she couldn't stand steadily, her hands wandering back and forth randomly on Song Yuchen's chest.
Song Yuchen's breathing gradually became heavier, and he reached out and pinched Shi Yan's wrist.
Her wrist was terribly hot, and Song Yuchen frowned and called her name.
"Shi Yan."
Shi Yan was unconscious and leaned on him in a daze, as soft as a spoiled kitten.
She could feel the back of the cold hand against her forehead. Shi Yan felt it was not enough, so she took the initiative to rub it.
She has a fever.
The car drove towards the hospital. Shi Yan was lying in the car, dazed and talking nonsense.
When Song Yuchen carried her out of the car, Shi Yan felt dizzy and hugged Song Yuchen's neck and said that she saw colorful little stars.
Shi Yan buried her hot cheeks in Song Yuchen's neck, her voice muffled.
"Song Yuchen, I, I feel dizzy, am I going to die?"
"Won't."
Song Yuchen strode into the hospital. He had arranged a doctor in advance and took Shi Yan directly there.
In the corridor filled with disinfectant, Song Yuchen held a cigarette in his hand and rubbed it back and forth impatiently.
After a while, the door of the consultation room was pushed open, and the man wearing gold-rimmed glasses raised his eyebrows coldly.
The man had a pair of beautiful hands, with wheat-colored skin, clear texture and distinct joints.
He slowly pushed down his glasses, his dark pupils revealing silence.
"Mr. Song, you forced me to stand up my blind date just because of a woman's allergy?"
"How is she?"
The man is Song Yuchen’s childhood friend, named Wu Shiyan, a cardiac surgeon renowned both at home and abroad.
Wu Shiyan glanced at Song Yuchen speechlessly, "It's just an allergy, it's not life-threatening. I'll ask a colleague to give her an IV."
"You come in person."
"Brother, you really don't know my worth."
Wu Shiyan complained, but when he dialed the phone, he still asked the director to come over.
"Is this the woman Yan Xi was talking about?"
Song Yuchen looked up at him with a warning look in his eyes.
Wu Shiyan has always known Song Yuchen. He is a scheming man. He has a huge fortune at a young age and is the most successful among them.
An hour later, the redness on Shi Yan's face gradually faded and the fever subsided.
Wu Shiyan slipped his hands into his pockets. "Want a cigarette?"
The two men walked out of the door, and Wu Shiyan stared at Song Yuchen.
"I also heard from Yan Xi that you've been into cultivation games lately? Are you good at playing the role of a poor person? When have you, Song Yuchen, ever driven a car worth hundreds of thousands of yuan?"
Song Yuchen lit a cigarette and half-closed his eyes. "Do you know why you can't find a girlfriend?"
When talking about this troublesome matter, Wu Shiyan's mind was filled with the thought of lawsuits.
He has devoted so many years of his youth to the medical profession and is completely new to love.
After returning to China, his family pressured Wu Shiyan to go on a blind date.
Wu Shiyan is different from other rich young men. He does not resist and even looks forward to it.
Wu Shiyan took every blind date seriously. He had heard some things about Song Yuchen. Even a tough guy like him could bloom. Wu Shiyan was really curious and asked with his innocent eyes wide open.
"Why?"
"Too gossipy."
Song Yuchen left after he finished speaking. Wu Shiyan touched his chin and thought, is this the main problem?
The next morning, when Shi Yan woke up, it was already dawn.
She slowly opened her eyes and saw an enlarged face in front of her.
"Don't be afraid, I'm here to see you."
Wu Shiyan was curious about how capable this girl was to be able to win over Song Yuchen.
Shi Yan has very good skin. Her small face, which is the size of a palm, is not stunning, but very attractive.
Before Wu Shiyan could say anything, Song Yuchen pushed the door open.
Just as he was about to speak, Song Yuchen passed by him pretending to be a stranger.
Wu Shiyan: “…”
Song Yuchen asked Shi Yan about her condition. Shi Yan's face turned pale and she subconsciously looked at Wu Shiyan.
Song Yuchen then slowly raised his head and looked over. "Doctor, when can Shi Yan be discharged from the hospital?"
"at any time."
Wu Shiyan said this almost with gritted teeth.
Coming out of the ward, Wu Shiyan angrily called Yan Xi, "Why should we cooperate with him in acting!"
…
Shi Yan ate something simple and recovered quickly, so she was able to be discharged from the hospital in the afternoon.
Song Yuchen has always been with her, and Shi Yan feels guilty.
"Sorry to bother you. You asked for leave today, right? Um, I'll transfer your daily wages to you."
After Shi Yan finished speaking, she took out her cell phone and wanted to transfer money to Song Yuchen.
Song Yuchen was peeling an apple for Shi Yan and didn't say anything.
Shi Yan guessed that as a man he must care about his reputation and would not directly tell her how much he earned per day.
Song Yuchen's phone vibrated, and WeChat prompted Shi Yan's transfer message.
He looked up at Shi Yan, who smiled embarrassedly.
"Please accept it, otherwise, I will be embarrassed to trouble you again."
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