So cool! Grab the scumbag's inheritance and become his aunt

Chapter 111 This broken body is useless

"Old Ma, give me the stuff."

Shen He was fastening her seat belt when she looked up and saw Ma Kai handing the shopping bag on the passenger seat to Song Jingcheng.

"I picked out a small gift for you." Song Jingcheng took out a rectangular box from the shopping bag and handed it to Shen He.

"See if you like it."

Shen He asked hesitantly: "Is it expensive?"

"Not expensive, just a few thousand dollars worth of gadgets."

Shen He breathed a sigh of relief.

The bracelet that Song Jing presented to her last time is still in the safe in her apartment, and she is afraid that it might be lost.

Shen He took the box with both hands and opened it carefully.

Seeing what was inside, Shen He was quite surprised, "It's actually a keyboard..."

It was a customized mechanical keyboard with black and purple keycaps, and it was Shen He’s favorite Kuromi doll.

The letters SH are engraved on the right side of the keyboard. This is a keyboard customized just for Shen He.

This keyboard perfectly hits Shen He's aesthetic taste.

Shen He tried the feel of the keyboard and found that it was very light and sensitive, which was very suitable for her to use.

"Thank you."

Shen He really liked this keyboard. She asked, "Why did you think of giving me a keyboard?"

Song Jingcheng said, "The last time I went to your apartment, I noticed that the keyboard on your desk was a special color. I went back to check and found out that you were using a customized keyboard."

"I saw you liked this little rabbit last night, and I thought it would be boring to just give you a doll, so I asked someone to customize this keyboard overnight."

"Like it?"

Shen He nodded honestly, "I like it, it looks good and feels good. I will use it when I work from home in the future."

Hearing this, Song Jingcheng said sourly, "You sleep with the Kuromi doll given by your ex, and use the Kuromi keyboard I gave you for work. Miss Shen, are you feeling happy?"

Shen He: “…”

She put the keyboard back into the box, and then thought of something. She deliberately changed the subject and asked Song Jingcheng, "Fu'an Hospital is a private high-end hospital. It can be found in almost all first-tier cities in China."

"If I remember correctly, the Song family seems to be the largest shareholder behind Fu'an Hospital?"

Song Jingcheng nodded, "That's right."

"Fu'an Hospital opened a national network five years ago. Patients can check their medical records at Fu'an hospitals across the country in any city, right?"

Song Jingcheng looked at her inscrutable, "What do you want to do?"

Shen He suddenly moved closer to Song Jingcheng and breathed hot air on his neck. She stared at the man's slowly beating blood vessels and coaxed him in a low voice, "Mr. Song, do me a favor."

Song Jingcheng pushed her away and rejected her seriously, "Shen He, don't try to seduce me."

Shen He just said this to him last night.

Shen He bit her lip in annoyance, then shamelessly moved closer to Song Jingcheng again and gave him a quick kiss on the cheek.

"Seduction doesn't work, so how about kissing?"

Before Song Jingcheng could say anything, Ma Kai cleverly raised the privacy barrier.

"Can you please talk?"

Song Jingcheng refused to speak.

Shen He snorted and was about to sit back down when she heard Song Jingcheng say, "Don't you know how to kiss mouth to mouth?"

"..."

Shen He quickly leaned over and kissed Song Jingcheng's thin lips.

Song Jingcheng's lips were soft and cold.

Shen He wanted to just taste it briefly, but Song Jingcheng wanted a deep kiss down her throat.

He pressed Shen He's head with one hand and held Shen He's waist with the other, asking for more...

*

When they arrived at the hospital's underground garage, Ma Kai didn't dare to rush and quickly got out of the car and hid in a corner to smoke.

After a few minutes, he heard the sound of the car door opening. He turned around and saw Miss Shen's pretty face was red and her mouth was slightly swollen.

Don't look at anything inappropriate.

He turned his back and continued smoking.

Only after Shen He angrily entered the elevator did Ma Kai finish his cigarette and return to the car.

Song Jingcheng pressed his chest, looking weak yet satisfied.

Ma Kai chuckled and said, "Mr. Song, why don't you take a rest for a while?" He thought Song Jingcheng had a reaction and was too embarrassed to get off the car for a while.

"...Give me medicine!" Song Jingcheng growled with a heavy breath, "I'm having a seizure."

!

Song Jingcheng is ill and cannot be too excited, especially cannot have excessive desires.

Burning with desire is not an adjective for him, but a verb!

Whenever he had a strong desire and could not relieve it, his strange disease would flare up and his internal organs would ache like a raging fire.

Ma Kai was startled and quickly took out the spare medicine from the car and gave it to Song Jingcheng.

Song Jingcheng swallowed the pill in one gulp, took a sip of water, and then leaned back in his chair to rest.

Seeing the dense cold sweat on Song Jingcheng's forehead, Ma Kai muttered like an old woman: "You can't be provoked, so why don't you just stop teasing Miss Shen."

"Have you forgotten how scary your condition was the last time you were drugged?"

Song Jingcheng said nothing.

He never expected Shen He to be so bold as to use his hands...

Song Jingcheng supported his forehead, slowly exhaled the turbid air, and sighed: "I am too weak."

This broken body is useless.

Ma Kai felt too much for Song Jingcheng.

When he thought of Song Jingcheng's former high-spirited appearance, and then looked at Mr. Song who was now sitting on the chair and looked so weak that he could team up with Lin Daiyu, he felt very sad.

Ma Kai comforted Song Jingcheng: "It's okay, wait until Aunt Su cures your illness. Take good care of your health, and you will still be a good man."

Song Jingcheng was not comforted.

*

Shen He walked out of the elevator and went to the bathroom to wash his hands carefully before going to the Department of Cardiac Surgery.

It was almost time to get off work and registration had stopped long ago, but there were still many patients waiting to be seen in the corridor.

Outside the chief physician's office, there were even more people crowded.

There were only four patients waiting for treatment at the door of Deputy Director Jiang's office.

Shen He stood outside waiting for more than twenty minutes.

Deputy Director Jiang sent away the last registered patient. He stood up and stretched himself. Just as he was about to wash his hands and leave work, he saw Shen He push the door and walk in.

"Girl, I'm off work now, and all the numbers for today have been taken. You can come back tomorrow..."

Shen He handed a business card to Director Jiang's desk, "Hello Director Jiang, I was recommended by Mr. Song, my last name is Shen."

Director Jiang picked up the business card, checked it carefully, and confirmed that it was indeed the patient recommended by President Song. He sat back down.

"Please take a seat."

Shen He sat down.

The Director Jiang in front of me is named Jiang Xiu'an.

His family was poor and he couldn't afford to go to college.

Fu'an Hospital is owned by the Song family. In order to cultivate talents, the Song family established a targeted training program to specifically fund the study of talented but poor medical students.

All sponsors who graduate from medical school through this program must intern and work at Fu'an Hospital.

Jiang Xiu'an is one of the beneficiaries.

Jiang Xiu'an is a smooth and sophisticated old man who knows how to adapt to the situation.

Five years ago, the news that Song Jingcheng was suffering from a strange disease spread like wildfire.

Everyone knows that Mu Tingyun is Song Jingcheng's most valued nephew. If his strange disease cannot be cured, all the property of the Song family will belong to Mu Tingyun.

Therefore, when Mu Tingyun approached Jiang Xiu'an for cooperation, Jiang Xiu'an agreed without much hesitation.

Although a servant cannot serve two masters, in Jiang Xiu'an's opinion, Mu Tingyun will become his immediate superior sooner or later.

He was just working for his boss in advance.

In the past few years, Jiang Xiu'an has helped Mu Tingyun do many illegal things.

Back then, he took advantage of his position to perform donor matching antibody testing for Qin Yinong.

In his previous life, Jiang Xiu'an rose rapidly thanks to Mu Tingyun's recommendation and finally became the dean.

Director Jiang asked Shen He: "Miss Shen, are you feeling uncomfortable with your heart?"

Shaking his head, Shen He introduced himself: "My name is Shen He, Director Jiang, you may have heard of my name."

Shen He?

Director Jiang frowned and thought about it, and for a moment he really couldn't remember when he had met such a person.

"Ms. Shen, you're joking. I have to see dozens of patients every day. In a year, I see countless patients."

"I really don't remember Miss Shen."

"Really?" Shen He crossed his long legs and leaned back, his cat-like eyes revealing a sharp and disdainful look.

She raised her pink lips slightly and reminded Director Jiang: "My ex-boyfriend is called Mu Tingyun, the third son of the Mu family in Qing City."

"My ex-boyfriend is in the hospital room right now with his childhood sweetheart who is having a heart attack?"

"Director Jiang, you really don't recognize me?"

"..."