Chapter 415 Old Driver

The words 'I didn't take care of it' immediately made Song Xi feel upset. She couldn't help but look up at him, with a half-frozen smile on her face, secretly wondering what was he doing?

When Qin Xuesong heard this, he smiled even more. When Song Xi saw this, he laughed and said, "He loves to joke."

As she said that, she whispered to George Sheng again: "I'm not your dog."

Several people walked to the table. Song Xi personally pulled a chair for Qin Xuesong. George Sheng sat opposite. He was wearing a black sweater today with a black shirt underneath. The cuffs of the shirt wrapped around his wrists. Song Xi said: "Sleeves." Unbutton it and expose your wrist."

George Sheng obeyed and did as he was told, putting his arms on the table while Qin Xuesong checked his pulse.

Song Xi stood aside, looking nervous like a family member.

Usually it doesn't take long to check the pulse, but Qin Xuesong didn't say anything for a long time, and asked George Sheng to change his other hand. Song Xi wanted to ask but didn't dare to say anything, so she could only hold it in.

After a long while, Qin Xuesong asked: "How many hours do you usually fall asleep every day?"

George Sheng said: "About three hours."

Qin Xuesong asked: "Does it stay like this for a long time, or do you occasionally sleep longer one day?"

George Sheng was about to say no, but suddenly a picture of naked people flashed through his mind. He once dreamed about Song Xi, and he didn't know what happened that time. Maybe she had poisoned the incense, and he couldn't sleep all night. Deadly.

Knowing that he told the truth, Qin Xuesong would definitely ask for the reason, but if he didn't tell the truth... He caught a glimpse of Song Xi standing next to him out of the corner of his eye. She was very serious, even nervous.

He didn't want to let her down.

Opening his thin lips, George Sheng replied: "Occasionally, I sleep deeply, on rare occasions."

Sure enough, Qin Xuesong asked: "What is the situation?"

George Sheng's handsome face was neither red nor white, and his voice was neither cold nor hot: "Song Xi bought me an aromatherapy burner when I used it for the first time."

Qin Xuesong asked again: "What about now?"

George Sheng said: "It's still the same."

Song Xi watched the two people's peaceful Buddhist conversation and asked impatiently: "Teacher, how is his health?"

Qin Xuesong said: "I just took his pulse. It stands to reason that a person with severe insomnia like him would not only have kidney fire and liver fire, but also other pulse conditions should be disordered. But I see that his pulse is steady and strong, and it is Good health and pulse.”

Song Xi was prepared for something wrong with George Sheng, but when Qin Xuesong said this, she was caught off guard and raised her eyebrows: "No way?"

"I checked his pulse before, and he still had kidney fire."

With that said, Song Xi naturally stretched out his hand and pressed on George Sheng's wrist.

Qin Xuesong said: "Can I still make mistakes?"

Song Xi thought about it. Stop showing off in front of Guan Gong. She took her hand back and asked in confusion, "What's going on?"

Qin Xuesong asked George Sheng: "Have you done any conditioning recently?"

George Sheng replied truthfully: "I've never stopped drinking milk and honey, all kinds of porridge and soup that Song Xi said are good for sleep, and fruits."

Qin Xuesong nodded: "Then no wonder the kidney fire has gone down."

Song Xi asked: "Teacher, even if the kidney fire subsides, won't it affect his body if he can't sleep?"

Qin Xuesong said: "I was just about to say this. Normal people need at least seven hours of sleep a day. But normal sometimes just means ordinary. There are always some individuals. Some people need at least fifteen hours of sleep a day. Likewise, Three or four hours a day is enough for some people.”

Song Xi's face was filled with astonishment. After a pause, she asked tentatively: "Then he is not sick?"

Qin Xuesong looked at George Sheng again: "Have you been like this since you were a child, or did it start from a certain period of time?"

George Sheng said: "Since the age of fifteen or sixteen."

Qin Xuesong pondered for a moment, and then said: "In short, judging from your pulse, there is nothing wrong with your health. Don't worry. If your sleep suddenly decreases from a certain period, it may be due to excessive stress during that period, but your physical condition It is special and can adapt to the current biological clock. From a health perspective, you don’t need to adjust, but from a normal life perspective, if you only sleep about three hours a day, the remaining time you are awake will be when others are sleeping. , you will also be quite lonely, so it’s up to you whether you want to adjust or not.”

Song Xi looked at George Sheng, who didn't squint his eyes and replied: "I'd rather help you open a house and adjust it. I also want the nights to be less long."

Song Xi is a very sensitive person, and George Sheng's words, "I also wish the nights weren't so long," directly touched her heart.

She suddenly felt sorry for the long nights he couldn't sleep. One night was so difficult, let alone more than ten years and three or four thousand nights.

Qin Xuesong said: "It's really rare to have a constitution like yours. It's probably too slow to take medicine to adjust it. When I get back, I'll teach Song Xi a few sets of acupuncture pulses and let her try to adjust it on you first."

George Sheng politely thanked her, and then naturally turned his head to look at Song Xi: "Go and ask the waiter to come in and order food."

Song Xi responded, turned around and walked out.

The three of them had dinner together at noon. Qin Xuesong knew the distance very well and didn't ask any questions that he shouldn't have. After the meal, Song Xi took the initiative and said to George Sheng, "The teacher and I went back directly. You can go too, there is no need to see us off."

Qin Xuesong agreed, and George Sheng took out a small bamboo-colored bag and said politely: "It's our first time meeting you. Please come out of the hospital. It's not an expensive gift, it's just a writing brush. I hope you accept it."

Qin Xuesong didn't want it, and Song Xi took the bag: "I collected it for the teacher."

She knew that George Sheng didn't like to owe favors to others.

The three of them separated at the door of the hotel. Song Xi and Qin Xuesong also went back to their own floors after entering the hospital. When there was no one else around, Song Xi quickly called George Sheng.

When George Sheng answered the call, she lowered her voice, but could not hide her surprise: "How do you know that our Director Qin likes calligraphy brushes? Did you find someone to check her out?"

George Sheng's voice was cold and magnetic: "Is there something wrong with me?"

"Don't tell me you guessed."

George Sheng said: "Nine out of ten people who study Chinese medicine love calligraphy and painting, just like officials love power. What's so hard to guess?"

Song Xi raised the corners of his lips and joked with a smile: "Okay, I found out that you can not only turn off the light and read a book, but now you are also diagnosed as 'gifted'. Tsk, that's amazing. I seem to have met a powerful person."

George Sheng's voice was low, and he was a little unhappy when he listened carefully: "I told you before, I am in very good health."

Song Xi couldn't help but laugh, thinking of the conversation in the car that morning, and replied with bright eyes: "You have to be sure to be safe, otherwise no one will know that you are a weirdo."

The focus of George Sheng is not on being weird, but...

"What do you want to be sure of? What does my health have to do with you?"

He suddenly asked, and Song Xi's heart skipped a beat. After a brief pause, he quickly replied carelessly: "I'm worried about your future girlfriend, so I'll help her check first."

George Sheng asked nonchalantly: "Then do you want to help her test it too?"

Song Xi didn't react for a while. It wasn't because she was too naive. Who would have thought that Monk Qiao suddenly changed his career and became a veteran driver?