It was already 4:30 in the afternoon when they returned to the regiment headquarters. After cleaning up the mess, they went straight to Song Wei.
This was discussed before going to the Ling family.
When Song Wei arrived, Song Xin took the key and opened the door directly, but no one expected that there was a strange woman sitting on the sofa in the room, and Song Wei was lying on the sofa opposite her, covered with a blanket.
A single man and a single woman, in the same room?
The woman was wearing a milky white turtleneck sweater, long black wavy hair, and had delicate features. She frowned slightly when she saw the person coming, then immediately stood up and picked up the camel-colored wool coat on the sofa.
Song Wei saw a group of people at the door and got up from the sofa, but his pale face told everyone that he seemed to be sick?
Ling Ju asked Song Qi in a low voice who that woman was. Song Qi shook his head to indicate that he didn't know her, and Song Xin also looked confused.
Song Wei spoke, his voice a little weak, "Come in, don't stand at the door."
Several people rushed in. The woman put on her clothes and walked to the door, leaving a sentence "I'm leaving first." Then she disappeared on the stairs.
When Ling Ju passed by, she could smell the faint citrus perfume on the woman and looked at Song Wei with amusement. So Boss Song liked this type? The flaming rose?
However, Song Wei's face was extremely pale and he looked sick. Song Qi stepped forward and touched Song Wei's forehead. "Why is it so hot?"
"I caught a cold and have a fever." Then he glanced at the door, but the person had already left and he couldn't see anything.
Well, being sick is not the best time to gossip. Ling Ju was very tactful and went to the kitchen, but Aunt Wang was not there.
"Brother, why isn't Aunt Wang here?"
"Give her a day off."
oh?
Holidays? That's intriguing!
Song Xin sat next to Song Wei, extremely curious, "Brother, who is that woman?"
Song Wei didn't answer directly, "Go help your second sister-in-law cook. Why are you asking so many questions, kid?"
"Second sister-in-law is two years younger than me. I'm a child, so what's that? Tell me the truth!"
“…No one.”
Okay, looking at Song Wei's face, Song Xin decided to wait until his elder brother got better before asking. Then she saw how calm her second brother was. He went straight to the kitchen to busy himself, as if he didn't see anything.
Ling Ju was so curious that she whispered to Song Qi in the kitchen, "Song Qi, that can't be your eldest brother's girlfriend, right? Don't tell me she's so beautiful!"
Song Qi's face was expressionless as he washed the rice. "I didn't notice."
"So, are you talking about your brother's lover?"
Song Qi thought about it carefully, but said, "I don't know."
“.......”
Finally, the kitchen became the man's home again. Ling Ju saw that Song Wei's face looked really bad. He took his temperature and it was 38.5, which was such a high fever. The air in his lungs and head was also slightly gray. It seemed that there was inflammation caused by respiratory problems?
Just as he was guessing, Song Wei coughed a few times appropriately.
Ling Ju was wondering whether to give Song Weidu some energy?
The most direct and fastest way is physical contact...
Or let’s just forget it… It’s weird to think about my sister-in-law touching my uncle.
In the end, Song Xin was the one who prepared the pheasant. Song Qi also added some dried mushrooms he brought from home. Seeing the snow pears at Song Wei's house, Ling Ju instructed Song Qi to stew another pot of rock sugar snow pears.
Ling Ju tried to transmit energy to Xueli. He could see the energy entering Xueli, but he didn't know if it would be useful. It might not be a bad idea to give it a try.
In the end, we prepared three dishes for the evening: pheasant and mushrooms, stir-fried shredded potatoes, and candied pears for dessert.
Song Wei had no appetite and only wanted to drink porridge. His mouth was red from the high temperature in his body. Ling Ju still instructed Song Qi to give Song Wei a bowl of rice. "You can't drink porridge. When people are sick, they need to replenish sufficient protein, carbohydrates and vitamins. Drinking porridge will slow down your recovery. In addition, rock sugar and snow pear can clear the lungs and relieve coughs. Please drink this big bowl!"
Song Wei raised his head and glanced at Ling Ju, "Why do you say that? Is that Xueli really useful?"
Hey, interesting!
"Who else has said that? Tell me."
Song Wei shut up and just eat.
Well, this pheasant is good. Song Wei thinks it is indeed better than white porridge. This rock sugar snow pear is also good, sweet and delicious. After drinking it, my throat feels a lot more comfortable. Okay, let's drink it all.
Song Qi served Ling Ju dinner without even looking at his brother.
Song Xin was extremely curious.
Ling Yong was also very calm. He had taken Song Xin's words that Song Wei knew a lot of women seriously.
After all, Song Wei was rich and good-looking, so even if he had a mistress, it wouldn't be impossible for him. Ling Yong had heard a lot about the poor private lives of cadres' children during his time in the army, and he didn't think Song Wei was an exception, but...
Song Qi is indeed an exception. He met Song Qi when he was in the army, and he really doesn't have a messy private life.
After dinner, several people were about to return to the regiment headquarters. Before leaving, Song Qi took Song Wei's temperature, which was 38 degrees. The air in his lungs was slowly turning white. Ling Ju confirmed that it seemed that giving Li Zi energy was feasible.
When they were going back, Chen Yun came to see them off and took them to the regiment headquarters before leaving.
Back in the dormitory, Ling Ju thought about it and decided not to eat the cake. "Song Qi, I really want to eat birthday cake."
Song Qi was changing clothes. "Let Chen Yun see where to buy it tomorrow."
Ling Ju's mind flashed with Chen Yun's dark face. "It's funny, Chen Yun is your brother's secretary and bodyguard, and now he's almost become my bodyguard. Don't bother him. I'd better eat less sweets, otherwise I'll get fat easily."
Song Qi took off the last piece of clothing, revealing his toned abdominal muscles, strong waist, broad shoulders, and sturdy arms. Oh my god, he had a great figure.
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