"Can't we ask the police to help find his whereabouts?" The Song family's ancestors made great contributions and have extensive connections in the military, political and business circles. Finding someone should not be a problem.
"It's not that easy," Mu Tingyun said. "Although Dr. Su Miao is the honorary dean of the National Medical Center, he has never shown up once."
"He always contacted the Chinese Medical Center unilaterally through anonymous letters."
"Eight years ago, the National Medical Center had the idea of looking for the miracle doctor Su Miao. After Su Miao learned about this, he wrote a letter directly threatening the National Medical Center, saying that he would retire and would no longer write to the National Medical Center."
"The people at the Traditional Chinese Medicine Clinic were so scared that they never dared to do anything rash again."
After learning about this past, Chen He also understood how difficult it would be to find the miracle doctor Su Miao.
She looked at the silent Song Jingcheng.
In his previous life, Song Jingcheng died seven months later, which means that he was unable to find the miracle doctor Su Miao until his death.
Then this life would probably be in vain.
Mu Tingyun's cell phone suddenly rang. He took a look and saw that it was a call from his father Mu Xiao.
"Uncle, Chen He, you guys eat first. I'm going out to answer a call." Mu Tingyun took the phone and went to the backyard, hiding far away.
Although they were far away, Chen He still heard Mu Tingyun calling him Dad.
"Heh." A low hum suddenly came from the main seat.
Chen He looked over in surprise, and seeing the undisguised sneer on Song Jingcheng's face, she realized how bad the relationship between Song Jingcheng and Mu Xiao was.
The atmosphere became increasingly silent.
In the huge restaurant, only Chen He and Song Jingcheng were left.
Chen He sat in the middle of the dining table. Opposite her was Mu Tingyun's seat, and the two of them were more than one meter away from Song Jingcheng.
The current situation was very familiar, and Shen He couldn't help but think of the scene when she had dinner alone with Song Jingcheng a few days ago.
Chen He suddenly heard Song Jingcheng ask her, "Is the food not to your liking?"
The dishes on the table were all light, suiting the appetites of Mu Tingyun and Song Jingcheng.
Rich families pay attention to the original flavor of their meals, with low oil and salt content.
But Chen He grew up in the countryside and ate spicy and strong flavors, so she really didn't like tonight's dinner.
But it is not unacceptable.
Chen He picked up a piece of asparagus and tasted it. It was very crisp and tender. She said, "It tastes very good."
After she finished speaking, she realized that Song Jingcheng was a patient with no appetite.
She looked at Song Jingcheng apologetically, but saw Song Jingcheng picked up the serving chopsticks, picked up a piece of asparagus, put it in his mouth and tasted it.
After chewing a few times and swallowing it expressionlessly, Song Jingcheng commented, "Very ordinary."
Chen He was surprised by Song Jingcheng's actions.
With some shameful thoughts in mind, Chen He picked up another piece of stir-fried matsutake mushroom and ate it, praising it, "This is very delicious."
Hearing this, Song Jingcheng also took a piece and tasted it. He said, "Just barely."
After a brief pause, Song Jingcheng continued, "...It's not as good as the one you sent last time."
Chen He quickly tasted other dishes. Regardless of whether they tasted good or not, she deliberately pretended that they were delicious.
Following her lead, Song Jingcheng tasted a few chopsticks.
He picked up his chopsticks more times tonight than in the morning and at noon combined.
Two minutes later, Song Jingcheng put down his chopsticks.
Leaning back on the chair, he looked at Chen He and said, "Okay, Chen He, I'm not a child anymore. You don't need to coax me."
It turned out that he knew he was coaxing him.
Looking at the table full of delicious dishes, Song Jingcheng said, "My taste buds are declining. I can't taste anything."
Chen He suddenly felt uncomfortable.
Thinking of something, Shen He quickly got up and walked to the living room, opened his tote bag, and took out a cloth bag from it.
Chen He returned to the restaurant and handed the cloth bag to Song Jingcheng with both hands.
"What is it?" Song Jingcheng looked at the cloth bag but did not reach out to take it.
"My grandmother used to be a village doctor. She learned medicine from my great-grandfather since she was a child and knows a little about medicine. There is a deep forest behind our house, and my grandmother can always find medicinal herbs in the mountains."
"Grandma heard about you and prepared this fragrance for you."
Chen He handed the cloth bag to Song Jingcheng and said sincerely, "Uncle, you can try it. If it works, that's great. If not, just keep using your own."
Song Jingcheng never accepts medicines of unknown origin.
Who knows if it's an antidote or poison?
But when he met Chen He's smiling eyes and saw the genuine concern in them, Song Jingcheng moved his fingers and reached out to hook the rope of the cloth bag.
He leaned in and sniffed, and an indescribable medicinal fragrance emanated from it.
"Thanks."
He asked Ma Kai to take the aromatherapy away.
"Oh, by the way, there's also a prescription in there. My grandma said that if it works, you can make it yourself according to the recipe on the prescription when you're done."
"good."
Ma Kai went upstairs carrying the aromatherapy. At this time, Mu Tingyun also came back after answering the phone.
He saw Chen He standing next to Song Jingcheng, the two of them were very close, and raised an eyebrow and asked, "What are you doing?"
Chen He felt a little guilty, and before she could figure out how to explain it, she heard Song Jingcheng say, "Chen He wants to go to the bathroom."
Mu Tingyun pointed in the direction of the corridor and said, "Go through the corridor behind the stairs."
Just as Chen He was about to go over, Song Jingcheng said again, "The ladies' restroom is on the basement floor. Go downstairs and turn left and you'll see it."
Shen He paused slightly.
This villa is where Song Jingcheng recuperates, so there is no need to decorate the toilet according to gender.
The only person living in this house is Aunt Qin, the cook.
In short, in the whole house, only Aunt Qin's bathroom has menstrual products for women.
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