The Cannon Fodder of Quick Transmigration, she turned black again

Chapter 492 Breaking the Bigger God (7)

"Since you want to help me pay the rent, then drive people out first."

Qin Keke: "!!!"

"Sister Yue, do you agree? I will check out right away and move. I will never take advantage of you. I will pay all the rent. But sister Yue, three meals a day?"

Shen Ci sighed, "I will do it."

"Okay, sister Yue, I love you! You don't know that I eat takeaway every day, and I'm worried that one day I'll have to go to the hospital, and the blood drawn is milk-colored, it's horrible."

Shen Ci: "..." This isn't a takeaway, it's arsenic, right?

After leaving the company, Shen Ci went directly to Song Ze's home again alone, and then found that no one was home. A neighbor came out and saw her, "The person you are looking for was carried away overnight."

"Carried? When? What happened?"

"Not long after you left yesterday, someone came and carried the person away. Looking at his face was so pale that I was scared to death."

Shen Ci: "..."

Couldn't it be because of the fried noodles she made?
After leaving Song Ze's apartment, Shen Ci directly carried the system back, found the private hospital where Song Ze was, and took a taxi there.

She forgot for a while, as an anorexic, if she eats so much food at once, it would be a ghost if there is no problem.

She would not have made such low-level mistakes before, but this time she was really in a daze.

……

a private hospital.

Shen Ming watched Song Ze wake up with a pale face on the bed, and quickly asked what he had been curious about all day.

"Can you really taste it?"

Song Ze nodded, "Zhajiang noodles are not bad."

Shen Ming hehe, "It's not bad, I just sent you here. I know you feel uncomfortable because you haven't eaten normally for a long time, but this can't make two bowls of noodles at once? Fortunately, it was in time, Otherwise I will have to collect your body." God knows he was still flirting with girls on the beach, but was stopped by the young master with a phone call.

When I saw it in the past, the whole person had already fallen into a coma. If I went a little later, I would have passed out.

Song Ze: "..."

Where did he think that such a meal would cost so much?

Since his loss of sense of taste led to anorexia, he has almost forgotten the normal taste of food. This momentary lapse was not what he wanted!
At this time, the nurse knocked on the door, and brought up a porridge meal, "Dr. Shen, this is the porridge you want."

Shen Ming took the porridge and put it on the bedside, "Since you're awake, why don't you give it a try? But eat less."

But soon, he no longer worried that the young master had eaten too much, because he just took one bite and subconsciously vomited it out.

Shen Ming: "..."

Asked in surprise, "Still the same as before?"

Song Ze nodded, frowning tightly.

"Are you sure your little editor wasn't an accident? Maybe it's just a coincidence?"

Song Ze was silent. On the one hand, he hoped that this was a coincidence, because it would make him feel controlled, and on the other hand, he hoped that it was not a coincidence, because in this way, he still had the chance to become a normal person.

"Why don't you give it a try? Bring the little editor and let's try it out?"

Song Ze: "..."

"I'm also very curious. You, the young master, didn't inherit your good family business. You insisted on writing some web articles because of your second illness. If Grandpa Song knew about it, he might be able to come and buy that little web article website. "

Song Ze: "..." Wasn't it because he was bored back then, to pass the time.

Who knew that this writing would become popular, this is really a talent.

Fortunately, the other writers, who are up and down in the bitter sea of ​​online writing, don't know this idea, otherwise they would have given up on the hairline transplant overnight and ran over to assassinate Song Ze.

"By the way, do you have the contact information of your little editor?"

Song Ze: "Yes."

"where is it?"

"I lost it, it's probably in the recycling bin now."

Shen Ming: "..." Thumbs up, "Eldest young master, I don't judge anything else, but you are a real dog, what a crime this little editor made to meet you?"

At this time, the nurse who had just delivered the food knocked on the door, came in and said, "Doctor Shen, there is a Miss Long outside who claims to be Mr. Song's editor and wants to see Mr. Song."

Song Ze raised his eyes, "Miss Long? My editor?"

Shen Ming: "Eldest young master, have you been approached by the editor?" Looking at the nurse, "Let her come here."

When the nurse left, Shen Ming clicked his tongue twice, "I didn't see it, you little editor is really persistent, it's not easy to find here so quickly!"

Song Ze: "..."

On the other side, after receiving the news, Shen Ci followed the nurse to see Song Ze lying on the hospital bed. He was still alive, and subconsciously breathed a sigh of relief.

"I said, I won't write any online articles, so don't waste your time."

When Shen Ci heard this, the corners of her mouth twitched a little, "I know, that's why I gave up on you. I'm already planning to sign other authors, and cultivate well-behaved authors to transfer money to me."

Song Ze: "..." Is this the answer he wants?Although it is a good thing not to pester him, why are these words so unpleasant?
"Since Editor Long already has someone, why are you here?"

Shen Ci: "Isn't this afraid of your death? It's because I ate two bowls of fried noodles that I died. I still feel guilty."

Song Ze: "..."

Shen Ming on the side burst out laughing, and when Shen Ci looked over, he raised a smile that he thought was elegant and handsome, "Hello, I'm Song Ze's doctor, my name is Shen Ming, Editor Long is really good, but don't worry , with me here, even if he dies, I can bring him back from hell."

"That's good, then I have to leave first." Turning around after finishing speaking, Shen Ming subconsciously stopped, "Editor Long, wait, there is actually one more thing that needs Editor Long's help."

Shen Ci: "What's the matter?"

Shen Ming looked at the unhappy young master on the hospital bed and said, "Editor Long also saw that this young master can't eat, and he is almost reduced to skin and bones."

Song Ze: "..."

"I heard that your culinary skills are superb, and he ate the fried noodles you made for the first time. Although he paid a price for some reasons, it is a good thing, so I would like to ask Editor Long to cook again. Let's try it out?"

Shen Ci looked at Song Ze on the hospital bed, he looked really hungry and thin, he looked malnourished, he found out the last time he did it, he was so weak.

"I can help you experiment, but you must continue to serialize."

Song Ze: "..."

Shen Ming on the side immediately agreed, "Go, as long as I can eat, I will start serializing right away. Is [-] yuan a day enough?"

Song Ze: "!!!"

There are always bad guys who want to harm him. As a person who can't keep up every day, how much is it worth?Why not go to heaven! ! !

(End of this chapter)