So You’re Such A Doctor Song

Tonight's traffic police brigade seems particularly lively.

Song Chuyi was dizzy sitting on a chair.

In the bustling hall, a tall man was still drunk, and several traffic policemen went up and was knocked down by him.

"What do you dare to catch Lao Tzu, do you know who Lao Tzu is? The director of Beicheng has to call Lao Tzu to see Lao Tzu."

Song Chuyi's temples were slamming and drumming. At this time, I really wanted to find a bed to sleep. The last thing in his life was to drink alcohol. He was drunk twice in half a month.

The worst time I got to the police station. He didn't have a cell phone or remember the number. Is he going to be here tonight?

"Song Chuyi, right, according to Article 91 of the Traffic Safety Law, if you drive drunk and revoke a motor vehicle driving license, we will also pursue criminal responsibility in accordance with the law, and we cannot re-acquire a motor vehicle driving license within five years. "Tonight, you guys, please stay with me. Tomorrow will be awake, the detention of the detainee, the fine of the fine."

Song Chuyi's face changed, saying: "May I call my family? I didn't go back tonight, I'm afraid they are worried."

"Knowing that my family would worry about drunk driving," the captain whispered, and threw the landline over.

Song Chuyi dialed her cell phone and no one answered.

I tried to dial Song Chulang's number again, but it turned out to be wrong.

In this age of living with a mobile phone, the brain would not have wasted time remembering numbers.

At this time, I only hope that Zhan Ming can find his mobile phone in the villa.

At eleven o'clock in the night, Chang Qing took a comfortable bath and friends circle was reposting the investigation of drunk driving in Beicheng.

She turned her head, took a self-portrait, uploaded a Weibo, and wrote: Tonight, the city is drinking and driving. Fortunately, this baby is not drinking.

After Weibo went up, they got praises and praises from netizens.

Chang Qing sat on the sofa and covered her mouth and grinned.

Robben jumped to the sofa and licked her face, Chang Qing hugged it, nodded his little nose and said, "Do you think I am shameless? I tell you, which star is not shameless, and a star who is not shameless is not a good star Oops, but why didn't your boss come back so late? "

Robben shook her tail, proudly rubbing her arms.

"You really have no conscience. Your boss doesn't worry if he doesn't come back." Chang Qing thought about it and uneasily called Song Chuyi. No one answered.

Maybe the traffic police brigade is still busy, even if it takes time to find a relationship.

However, Song Chuyi didn't come back because she probably couldn't sleep, so she took her mobile phone and started to check the punishment for drunk driving.

This is a fine to detain.

Song Chuyi is really great, but fortunately it is not herself.

She patted her chest and continued to beat Song Chuyi.

In the car, Zhan Ming leaned half-sleeping on the leather seat in the back seat, and the phone rang several times before he opened his eyes impatiently.

Picking up the phone on the side, the words "Yan Stupid" floated on the screen.

He burst into laughter, and all of a sudden he fell asleep.

Who the hell, Song Chuyi actually got a phone number like this.

When he pressed the answer button, a nervous woman voice came out immediately, "Song Chuchu, when are you coming back, haven't you been okay?"

Song Chuchu?

Zhan Mingwei twitched at the corners of his mouth.

"What happened to Chu Yi?"

"You're not Song Chuyi"? Chang Qing heard that the voice was not right. "Who are you?"

"Yan Changqing, you can't even hear my voice", Zhan Ming only cleared his throat, "When Chu Yi left tonight, the phone landed in the villa. This boy was drunk and careless, thankfully the waiter there Give me your phone. "

"Zhanzhan," Chang Qing finally heard it. She was so frightened to stand up like a student seeing her teacher, and she couldn't help talking.

"Don't be so nervous," Zhan Mingwei asked in a soft voice, "I know you are married to Chu Yi. You just said what happened to him, and you did n’t go back together."

Chang Qing immediately told Zhan Weiming about the drunk driving and murmured anxiously: "He said that friends he knows will be fine, but he doesn't have any contacts on his mobile phone, should he really be detained?"

"Don't worry, I will go to the traffic police brigade and ask him to keep him home tonight", Zhan Mingwei comforted.

"The director of the exhibition, please, Song Chuchu was arrested only for me." Chang Qing was guilty.

Here, after Zhan Mingwei hung up, he called an acquaintance of the traffic police brigade, and after inquiring, he learned that there was indeed a detainee named Song Chuyi tonight.

It was twelve o'clock in the night when he rushed, and it was one o'clock in the night when he found someone to go through the formalities and waited to see Song Chuyi.

Seven or eight drunk drivers were imprisoned together. Song Chuyi was sitting in the far corner. His suit had been dragged on the floor. The light blue tie was also crooked. The white shirt was stained with a lot of stains. His short hair was slightly messy, his eyes were slightly closed, and Ru Yajunyi's face was full of irritability.

The drunks around him snorted one after another, and then they fell over.

Zhan Mingwei did not hold back a laugh when he passed, "Okay, Song Chuchu, I didn't expect you to have a day in the gutter to capsize the ship."

"Who's your name?" Song Chuyi turned black and stood up. He vowed that if he stayed overnight, he would be driven crazy by the same snoring noises of these motorcycles.

"Ah, you two are a bit interesting, one somber, one so stupid. Why do I suddenly think that you are just a match made in heaven?" Zhan Mingwei threw the phone to him, and laughed: "Yan Changqing hit Give me the phone, otherwise I do n’t know if you ’re here, hey, I said you did n’t smoke, and the hero did n’t take the phone to save the beauty, you ’re really good enough. ”

Song Chuyi couldn't hang on her face, and stared coldly, "Since I asked her to send me back, I should bear this responsibility."

"Just do it," Zhan Mingwei said, "Hey, you don't need to detain, you don't need to revoke your license, I will pay the fine for you, but you ca n’t drive within two months, you have to go The hospital has been a volunteer for half a month. There is no way. Recently, Beicheng is focusing on drunk driving. There are reporters tonight.

"Volunteer"? Song Chuyi frowned, "Are you kidding me?"

"Then you would be a traffic volunteer or a sanitation worker sweeping the floor?" Zhan Mingwei raised his eyebrows.

Song Chuyi: "".

Zhan Mingwei patted him on the shoulder, "Isn't it just volunteers, it's also in the Bohan Hospital, your Song family hospital, a piece of cake for you".

Song Chuyi's scalp was numb.

After signing, the captain personally sent them out of the transportation department.

After getting in the car, Song Chuyi closed his eyes and rested. He was a bit tired after making such an appearance.

Zhan Mingwei, on the contrary, took the mobile phone for Weibo and brushed it, and suddenly he laughed.

"You're convulsed," Song Chuyi was in a bad mood.

"Hey, look at your wife's Weibo", Zhan Mingwei held the phone in front of him.

On the screen, a self-portrait of Yan Changqing with a ball in her head appears vegan, her skin can be broken, like a newborn baby, her facial features are bright, but when he sees the words above, her eyebrows can't help but draw .

Fortunately, this baby is not drinking.

Does she still have a face?

"Your wife is really happy", Zhan Ming Weile opened the flowers, "interesting, especially interesting."

"Interesting head, how do you have her Weibo", Song Chuyi frowned.

"I have the TV director and I have the Weibo of the host," Zhan Mingwei smiled.

"Apply for me too", Song Chuyi threw the phone directly to him.

"Oh, you don't touch this for thousands of years. You can't see our gadgets. Why do you suddenly need to apply for an account?"

"Useful," Song Chuyi snorts.

Zhan Mingwei downloaded a Weibo on his mobile phone page, and quickly applied for his account, named "Chu Chu moving".

Song Chuyi climbed into the air and said, "Zhan Mingwei, are you sick, change it for me."

"You can't change your name," Zhan Ming shrugged, "or you can apply for it yourself."

Song Chuyi snorted again, no problem, after adding a few people, she commented on Yan Changqing's latest Weibo: shameless.

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At nearly two o'clock in the morning, Song Chuyi opened the door of the house, and the room was bright.

On the sofa, one person and one dog slept soundly.

He closed the door gently, and Robben raised the dog's head from Chang Qing's arms.

Song Chuyi changed her shoes and beckoned to Robben.

Robben grumbled "Woohoo" and obediently came out of Chang Qing's arms.

Chang Qing stumbled over, her shoulders slipped out more than half, the warm light hit her face, quiet and charming.

Song Chuyi stood on the sofa and looked at her for a while, then lifted her from the sofa.

"Song Chuchu", the woman murmured her pink lips, her slender eyelashes trembled, and her face froze on his chest.

He froze, his gloomy eyes softening without notice.

The curtains were not closed, and Changqing was awakened by the dazzling sunlight outside at eight o'clock the next morning.

She stretched a long lazy waist, sat up, and suddenly realized how she got to bed, remembering to wait on the sofa yesterday and fell asleep somehow.

Is Song Chuchu holding him in when he returns.

She lowered her head and found that she was still covered with a quilt.

Chang Qing felt an unknown emotion in her heart, and after a while, she rushed out.

Aunt Wang made breakfast in the kitchen, and the door of the master bedroom was closed.

Chang Qing was relieved, and it seemed that Song Chuyi was back.

Thinking of his help last night, Chang Qing walked to the door of the kitchen, "Aunt Wang, do you want to fry an egg, you teach me, I will fry this egg."

Aunt Wang smiled slightly, "Want to make breakfast for Dr. Song?"

Chang Qing rubbed his palms embarrassed, "No, I want to learn it myself".

"Okay, I'll teach you," Aunt Wang nodded.

Chang Qingchang can count the number of times she touches the pot so much. She beat the eggs according to Aunt Wang's method. At first, it was fine, but then somehow the oil burst and splashed on her wrist.

As soon as Song Chuyi finished washing, she heard a scream in the kitchen.

"What's the matter", he walked quickly, Chang Qing was holding his hand, his lips, nose, and eyes were hurting so tightly, that small appearance, not to mention how pitiful.

"Chang Qing said that she wanted to fry an egg for Doctor Song, but she accidentally got splashed with oil," Aunt Wang said quickly.

Song Chuyi froze, Chang Qing bowed her head silently.

After that, Song Chuchu will definitely feel that he is too useless.

"Show me," a man's peaceful voice sounded above his head.

He gently took her hand, Chang Qing looked up, just to see the handsome face of the man lowered.

He blew his red wrists.

She suffocated, and her skin seemed to numb.

"Follow me," he took her hand into the bathroom, squeezed some toothpaste and gently rubbed her wound.

A cool taste spread, Changqing didn't hurt so much, and her eyebrows didn't wrinkle so tight, but how could her face be so hot, Song Chuchu who helped her with toothpaste just now was really gentle.

"Don't touch the oil pan in the future." Song Chuyi looked at her miserable appearance, and she was really not to blame.

"I didn't want to fry an egg for you, thank you for helping me yesterday." Chang Qing was embarrassed. "When did you get back yesterday? I called you yesterday. Then I learned that your mobile phone was on the exhibition director. Later, Did the exhibition director help you? "

Her eyes were clear, but Song Chuyi was inexplicably embarrassed. If it hadn't been for the show last night, he might have been there.

However, such shameful things cannot be said, "I still remember my friend's number without a mobile phone. Don't think about it, yesterday's matter has been resolved."

"Really, they said they would detain, revoke their driver's licenses, and fines." Chang Qing showed face worship and flattered himself. "Song Chuchu, your backstage is really tough."

Song Chuyi's face flashed through nature, "there is no need to detain or revoke a license, but you have to be a volunteer at the hospital for half a month and you can't drive for two months."

"This way," Chang Qing scratched his back, guilty, and said weakly: "Then I'll take you to the hospital for work later."

"Yes," Song Chuyi nodded.

Aunt Wang reminded me that breakfast was ready.

Chang Qing has lived in Ruan Ranna these days. She eats breakfast all day long. Today, Aunt Wang made her favorite toast.

Chang Qing ate deliciously and ate three pieces in a row.

"Like sweets"? Song Chuyi glanced and noticed.

"Well," Chang Qing nodded strongly, eating and eating. She suddenly remembered something, "I said I moved out last night, but I was a bit busy these two days. I want to get ready to work in the crew the day after tomorrow. Move back. "

"Where to shoot"? Song Chuyi put down the milk glass and asked.

"There is a vineyard over Deloitte Temple, not far from Beicheng."

Song Chuyi raised her eyebrows, "shooting a country love drama"?

"No," Chang Qing shook her head and explained, "Will the urban love drama be okay, we are just shooting there, and the scenery is good there."

"This way," Song Chuyi said no more.

So Chang Qing started to scan Weibo while eating breakfast, and when she saw a "chuchu touching" message, she had a little bit of anger and was a little angry.

"What are you doing"? Song Chuyi asked.

"Looking at Weibo," Chang Qing muttered, "People now talk really badly, and always curse."

Song Chuyi suddenly thought of her Weibo message yesterday.

After eating, Song Chuyi was going to work, and Chang Qing hadn't changed his clothes.

"Can you hurry up?" Song Chuyi looked at the time and was late, anxious, "Isn't it just changing clothes? You have chosen ten minutes."

"Is anyone a celebrity? Everyday dress is very important, okay, those reporters will tell me soil", Chang Qing repeatedly tangled with a few sets of clothes, and finally had no choice but to give Song Chu Yixuan: "You Which suit do I think looks good? "

"This set", Song Chuyi's patience was running out, and he just pointed it out.

Chang Qing changed for the better, and he suddenly lost his language ability.

He just chose a long white dress with a single shoulder. When she put it on, she exposed her white and elegant shoulders, and her long black hair covered her shoulders, exuding a lady's abstinence.

The reason for abstinence is that Chang Qing's chest is too strong and her face is too bright.

Song Chuyi coughed quietly, don't look away.

After getting on the car, Chang Qing suddenly found that she didn't wear the skirt today.

The skirt was given to her by Ruan Hui, who said at the time that this was a skirt that had to be ladylike and elegant from beginning to end.

But she never expected that the elegant would not even drive well. Every time she turned the steering wheel slightly, the neckline on the shoulder would slip to the neck, which was particularly ugly, especially when there was a man sitting next to her. Qing always couldn't help pulling her skirt.

"Hey, can't you get a skirt while driving," Song Chuyi felt the car shaking, grabbing the armrest on her head, "there are cars everywhere, can you concentrate on it?"

"It's all you who asked me to wear this skirt, and you see Lao slip up," Chang Qing pouted awkwardly.

"Sliding up, sliding up."

Chang Qing's lips squirmed and spit out two words, "Not beautiful".

"Okay, I'll pull it for you, you can concentrate on driving." Song Chuyi had a deep sense of powerlessness, leaning over and pulling her shoulder down to pull down his arm, exposing a slice of milky incense shoulder, his deep eyes were slightly black.

An off-road vehicle overtakes behind, seeing the situation in the car, annoyed and cursed: "Hey, do you want to go home and do it, don't block others in the street early in the morning, or just go and do it enough" .

Chang Qing froze for a while, realizing that the person burned from the soles of his feet to the top of his head, shameful and angry, "that person is simply too poor, what do you say?"