Chapter 192: Never Learn Not to Love You (1)

At about three o'clock in the afternoon, Dr. Xia came over. Like last night, he changed the medicine for Su Zhinian's wound, gave Su Zhinian an injection, and left.

After eating at noon, Su Zhinian went to the study to get the computer and documents. When the injection was given, he half leaned against the head of the bed, flipping through the documents with the hand that didn't have the needle.

Song Qingchun didn't dare to walk away, fearing that Su Zhinian would fall asleep and cause the blood to flow back, so he hugged his computer, sat on the carpet, and played on the coffee table.

Su Zhinian's villa faces south, and the afternoon sun is surprisingly good, making the interior bright.

He reads documents there, and she plays computer games here.

Although the two of them were immersed in their own worlds without any communication, the atmosphere in the room still had a kind of quiet beauty.

Because of his injury, Su Zhinian's energy was not as good as usual, but after reading the document for an hour, he felt that his head hurt a little too much, so he put the document aside, turned his head, and looked at Song Qingchun.

I don't know what the girl is doing, she is staring at the computer screen with a particularly focused expression, her right hand is frequently pressing the mouse, and her left hand is quickly controlling the keyboard.

She also plugged in the earphones, which played a song, he could faintly hear some music, the very familiar tone, it was the song he had heard before.

The expressions on her face are very rich, she laughs for a while, pouts for a while, bites the corners of her lips for a while, and hums softly along with the singing in the earphone: "We have all been forgotten, and we have been forgotten for a long time. It's just a thief on the road..."

Looking at this scene, Su Zhinian couldn't help but curl his lips. He wished that time could freeze and stay at this moment forever.

Song Qingchun would turn her head to look at Su Zhinian's hanging needle from time to time, and every time she turned her head, Su Zhinian would quietly close her eyes, pretending to be asleep, and wait until she turned her head , he opened his eyes and continued to stare at her.

I didn't know how many times I repeated this, but because of the effect of the medicine, Su Zhinian really fell asleep.

When he opened his eyes again, the needle had already been replaced with another bottle, more than half of the drop had been lost.

Perhaps because of sitting on the ground for a long time, Song Qingchun's legs were uncomfortable, so Song Qingchun lay down on the sofa and was still playing on the computer, but his expression looked a bit distressed, his fingers kept clicking on a certain key on the keyboard, and then from time to time He muttered: "What's the matter? It was fine before, why is it not okay this time?"

Su Zhinian frowned, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong?"

Song Qingchun raised his head from the computer: "Mr. Su, are you awake?"

Su Zhinian nodded her head lightly, and her eyes fell on her computer again. Song Qingchun hurriedly said, "The computer suddenly shut down for no reason, and I can't turn it on anyway."

"Let me see..." Su Zhinian adjusted his posture and said in a calm tone.

"You know how to fix computers?" Song Qingchun asked in surprise, then slid off the sofa, walked up to Su Zhinian with the computer in his arms.

"En." Su Zhinian said while pressing two keys on the keyboard, and then a series of densely packed English letters jumped out on the screen. He quickly pressed his fingers on the keyboard, and continued to say two words calmly "Know it", and Song Qingchun's computer was repaired.