Chapter 272 Song Ying's "Secret"

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Chapter 272 Song Ying's "Secret"

"What? You don't even drink wine with me." Song Ying said lightly, and soon the bartender put a glass of cocktail in front of Song Ying.

When Song Ying picked up the wine glass and was about to drink, her hand was held.

"You are sick, you should not drink alcohol." Ye Hao said in a deep voice.

Song Ying wanted to resist, but her strength was no match for Ye Hao's.

"What? I'm in a bad mood and I can't drink anymore." Song Ying directly shouted at Ye Hao.

Then, she lowered her head and covered her eyes.

Ye Hao didn't speak, but just took the glass of wine from Song Ying's hand, and seeing Song Ying's appearance, he said a few words to the bartender at the bar.

The bartender looked at Ye Hao in surprise, but after seeing the few photos of Grandpa Mao that Ye Hao handed over, he obediently went to do things for Ye Hao.

A few minutes later, Song Ying, who had stabilized, slowly raised her head.

"I'm sorry, I know I'm in a bad mood. If you hadn't shown me the evidence in the morning, I might have been cheated out of millions by that Ma Quande right now." Song Ying looked apologetically at Ye Hao , but she was surprised to see Ye Hao actually bartending there.

The mixing glass was shaking in Ye Hao's hand, and the movement was very skillful.

"What's going on here?" A man came out from behind the bar, frowning at Ye Hao who was mixing drinks.

The bar whispered: "This guest asked for it himself, and I can't help it."

The bartender didn't say much, but looked at Ye Hao's bartending technique, the more he looked at him, the more surprised he was, because that technique could be said to be a professional level bartender, and even surpassed Ye Hao's bartender in some aspects. Own.

A minute later, Ye Hao picked up an empty glass and put it in front of him, then slowly poured the wine in the mixing glass into the empty glass.

A faint fragrance instantly wafted around the bar.

It stands to reason that the bar should be filled with the scent of all kinds of fine wines, but right now at the bar counter, there is only this scent, without the stimulation of alcohol, just a light and mellow fragrance, which even makes people who smell it tremble. There is a feeling of refreshment.

"Your body is not suitable for drinking, but if you are in a bad mood and insist on drinking. This glass of wine is very suitable for you." Ye Hao pushed the wine glass in front of Song Ying.

Song Ying looked at Ye Hao, then at the wine glass in front of her.

She slowly raised the wine glass with her slender jade fingers, and the fragrance instantly hit her nostrils, and when her red lips touched the rim of the glass, the light blue wine slowly flowed down her throat.

Song Ying closed her eyes and waited until the wine in the cup was finished.

"Good wine." Song Ying opened her eyes suddenly. At this moment, the restless emotions in her heart disappeared completely, as if washed away by this wine.

But although the wine had the taste of wine, Song Ying didn't feel the slightest feeling of drinking. She didn't have that hot and stimulating feeling at all, but it was like a clear stream.

"You know how to mix wine!" Song Ying looked at Ye Hao curiously.

"I can adjust it a little bit." Ye Hao smiled and ordered some wine. In fact, it was only after seeing Song Ying's lonely expression just now that he remembered that he had obtained the skill of a bartender by doing a task before, but he never had a chance to use it. .

"Thank you." Song Ying knew that Ye Hao was trying to comfort her emotions.

"Bartender, what was that fragrant wine just now?"

"Call us one too."

At this time, many guests who had just smelled the fragrance came over.

Now the bartender was a little embarrassed, he didn't make the wine, so he could only explain it to the guests in embarrassment.

"Look, you messed up people when you mixed a glass of wine." Song Ying's mood improved, and she even started to tease Ye Hao.

Ye Hao looked at Song Ying for a long time.

Being stared at by Ye Hao, Song Ying was not used to it. She looked at herself and then at Ye Hao: "What? Is there something on me?"

"You don't have anything on your body, but you have something in your heart." Ye Hao looked at Song Ying, and he asked: "You have suppressed a lot of secrets in your heart, such as that disease. I am a doctor, so you might as well tell me about it." .”

The smile on Song Ying's face froze, she sighed and shook her head: "It's useless, the doctor can't solve my problem."

"How do you know that I can't solve it if you don't tell me. You should know that I could 'cure' your illness last night. I think you should feel it." Ye Hao looked at Song Ying with a smile.

Song Ying was taken aback for a moment, and only then did she recall that when she had the attack last night, it seemed that the pain was not as strong as before, and it was even accompanied by a warm feeling.

Thinking of this, she looked at Ye Hao in surprise: "Last night... those were you...?"

"Yes, I made it." Ye Hao didn't directly say that it was the "Nine Suns Manual", after all, this is really a bit unbelievable.

"I'm good at some Chinese medicine. So after seeing what happened to you last night, I gave you a little treatment."

Song Ying's eyes lit up, she stared at Ye Hao: "You have a way to cure my illness!"

"I'm not sure."

Ye Hao didn't give Song Ying an accurate answer, because he had to wait until the cooling time of lay on hands was up before trying again.

There are other ways.

Seeing that Song Ying's expression had turned dark again, Ye Hao continued.

"But you can tell me what's going on with you. Since I can suppress your illness, as long as I have a certain understanding of your illness, maybe I can find a way to cure it. If you don't say anything , I can't help it either."

Listening to Ye Hao's words, Song Ying pinched the empty wine glass with both hands, and finally she spoke.

"You have to promise to keep it secret, and the most important thing is not to tell Xiaoyue."

"Don't worry. I haven't mentioned your illness to your sister at all." Ye Hao shrugged, knowing that there is still a long-term confidential task in his task list.

Song Ying took a deep breath, and she said softly: "I am actually born with this disease, but it should be called a kind of constitution. The symptoms of the disease are the nights of the full moon every month, and the body will be in the cold. among."

"Since when?"

"Eighteen years old. When I was eighteen, I suddenly became like this. My hands and feet are cold on weekdays. On the night of the full moon, it's like ice wrapping my body. I can even feel my body being eroded by the ice bit by bit. pain." When she said this, Song Ying's voice was trembling.

"Did you not go to the hospital?"

"See. At that time my parents took me around to seek medical advice, and finally we got the answer from one of our grandma. It turned out that this is an ancestral disease, but it has not appeared for several generations, and only girls. This strange disease at the age of eighteen."

"Grandma told us that any girl with this constitution starts at the age of eighteen, and the pain in the ward becomes more and more serious every month on the night of the full moon, until she dies. I am 24 years old, six years. Nearly seven A dozen times, and each time I feel like I've been taken from the brink of death."

"Is there no other way to cure?" Ye Hao asked.

"Yes." Song Ying clenched her fists tightly, with determination in her eyes: "There is a way..."

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