The netizens on Sherlock Holmes seemed to have gotten something, but they didn’t have the answer!

Song Ci retreated, and she retreated cleanly. The paparazzi wanted to squat on her, but she couldn't squat until a netizen posted a travel Reuters picture.

What a guy, she had an open-air afternoon tea in a certain British Empire. She was accompanied by her former agent who was always inseparable from her, and her genius doctor brother.

In the photo, Song Ci is wearing a vest and flip flops, without any celebrity airs, and only relaxes and is left with relaxation and freedom.

The paparazzi circle has darkened their faces, no wonder they can't squat. They have long been lying across the ocean to enjoy a peaceful life.

It dispersed.

"Someone has photographed us." Gong Qi saw the hot searches on Weibo and handed them to Song Ci to see.

Song Ci turned his head lazily and glanced at him, saying, "If you take a photo, just take a photo. It's not shameful. I am a mere mortal, can't I live a normal life?"

"You've thrown the celebrity's burden quickly." Gong Qi smiled slightly.

Song Ci smiled and said, "I don't have any celebrity burden. After all, I have been in the industry for many years. In the past ten years, I have become famous in the last three years, but it's only three years. It's far behind many old artists and artists."

"Then, then, will you just drink and wait for death?"

"I don't care, but I'm idle, I can play it without any trouble. If I invite me to any drama in the future, I'll go to play a guest appearance in a variety show and TV shows." Song Ci shrugged.

Song Lingyu looked over and said, "Grandpa didn't give you a company, you have to learn it yourself, even the eldest sister has to learn it."

"Your elder sister said she was studying, but she had found a manager? By the way, I feel like she was looking for a long-term manager." Song Ci wrinkled her nose and said, "I didn't see that she came here this time, and she also said she wanted to learn the management company. Bah! She clearly ate the manager's face!"

Gong Qi retorted: "I feel very clear-headed and weak, but not greedy."

Song Ci: "..."

She glanced at her: "Dare you going to be ruthless?"

Gong Qi's face remained unchanged and said, "I have already turned over and sang a serf!"

Song Ci: "..."

You won!

Song Lingyu took a sip of black tea, held his jaw and watched the two of them quarrel with a smile in his eyes. It was so nice to be with his grandmother and grandmother.

Suddenly, there was a riot between two tables on the right. Someone fell down and twitched, making the tourists scream.

Song Lingyu's face changed, he ran over and shouted: "Get out of the way, I'm a doctor."

Song Ci and Gong Qi looked at each other and stood up and walked over. However, they saw that Song Lingyu had already helped the patient's pulse, then took the needle box, and took the needle to the person on the ground to stab the acupoint.

People around him pointed and pointed at him. This needle was only used by traditional Chinese medicine. It must be the Chinese medicine technique in China. This young man was so steady and fast in the needle. Is the Chinese so powerful?

But after a while, the patient who was twitching stopped twitching, and his breathing slowed down. He opened his eyes and looked at Song Lingyu.

The ambulance arrived soon. Song Lingyu touched his pulse again and was calm. He took the needle and told the medical staff about the situation and what medicine should be used.

As the ambulance left, there was already a lot of applause and a thumbs up at him.

"Hey, brother, your Chinese acupuncture is so good. Do you still have the skills to do it?"

"Yes, let's show us Chinese Kung Fu!"

Song Lingyu looked dark: "..."

Song Ci and Gong Qi laughed.

The WeChat video rang out at this moment, and Song Ci pressed to connect, and Song Xian's face appeared on the screen.

"Don't stumble, just fly back from a private plane. My sister-in-law is about to give birth and insists on giving birth naturally. My brother is in a hurry to let Xiaoqi come back and take charge."

Song Ci hurriedly pulled Song Lingyu away.

City b.

In the ward, there are soldiers standing straight on the entire floor. When they see them, they will immediately go forward.

But someone was faster, and it was Uncle Lai beside the old man who came over.

"Seventh Master, Miss Ci."

"What's wrong with my sister-in-law?"

"I just gave birth to a child safely, and the mother and son are safe, so it's a happy congratulation." Uncle Lai smiled.

The two of them felt relieved and walked towards the ward together.

The ward is a suite with luxurious configuration. At this time, several people were already crowded with laughter. When they saw the two of them coming in, they were silent for a moment.

Song Xian tweaked the big waves and said angrily: "You are late to go back, my sister-in-law has given birth."

Song Lingyu said coldly: "What's too late? This is not just right."

"That's right, it's not too late at all. You can see a newborn when you come back. It's a good thing." Mr. Song was happy to see Yan Kai. He had a great-grandson and four generations lived together, so he was naturally happy.

Song Xian slapped his mouth awkwardly.

Song Lingyu walked to the hospital bed, looked at his pale sister-in-law, put his hand on her pulse, and said warmly: "Sister-in-law, thank you for your hard work."

The eldest sister-in-law smiled and nodded: "Thank you too, Xiaoqi, come back."

Song Ci also came over and said with a smile: "Sister-in-law, brother, congratulations on your dear son."

"Thank you." The boss of the Song family knew that his face was cold and hard. Now he was happy to have a noble son, and his face was a little softer.

Song Lingyu had already helped his pulse and said, "The mother's body has not suffered a lot. I will prescribe a prescription for my sister-in-law to take it. It will recover faster. After a few days, I will take food tonic."

Boss Song was relieved when he heard this, shook his wife's hand, and the other party smiled and said to Song Lingyu: "It's a good deal, Xiaoqi."

Song Ci watched it for a week: "Where is the child."

Song Lingyu glanced at his sister-in-law's hospital bed, next to her crunching nest, and then he thrust his mouth.

Song Ci saw the little child with a smile in his eyes, and took off a jade buckle from his neck, saying, "This jade buckle is consecrated by Taoist lord. It can nourish the soul and kill evil spirits. Now I wish Xiao Baoer peace and health."

She handed the jade buckle to Boss Song.

The Song family knew about what happened to Song Ci, and they were somewhat taboo about those things that were not too concerned about in the past. Now seeing that she actually locked the jade on the child, she couldn't help but feel moved and embarrassed.

"You gave it to the baby, what about you?" The sister-in-law looked at her gently.

Song Ci said without thinking: "It's okay, I'll go and cheat another one!"

Everyone: "..."

Jingyi, who is a dying person, touched the cold back of his neck.

The sister-in-law thanked her and asked her husband to carry the baby for them to see.

"I'll do it, I'll do it." Song Ci was very interested, but she had held many Song's children.

The boss of the Song family handed over the cradle. Song Ci continued steadily, holding it with one hand, and then stretched the bag with the other hand to reveal his entire face, lowered his head and looked at it carefully.

When she saw this, her face became a little weird. She also greeted Song Lingyu and Gong Qi: "I think this child is very close to him. Have you named him?"

The two of them also looked carefully and their eyes flashed slightly.

This little baby is a bit like the former Prime Minister Song!

Mr. Song stroked his beard and smiled, "I have already thought about it as Yun generation. He is called Yunzhi, Song Yunzhi, how about it?"

Song Ci and the other two: "..."

No, that's such a coincidence?

"It's great. Some children will have birthmarks when they are born. Where is our Xiao Yunzhi?" Song Ci asked casually.

Song Xian said: "There is no birthmark, but this kid has a bright red mole on his right hand, which looks like cinnabar, so red."

Song Lingyu took the opportunity to say, "I'll take a look."

He was a doctor, so it was normal to take a look. He unpacked the cloth and exposed his little hands. The newborn baby had long fingers. When he spread his palm, he saw that it was indeed a small red mole.

Song Ci: "!"

Gong Qi: "..."

Song Lingyu: "!!!"

So after my father was reincarnated, did he become my nephew?

Song Lingyu was inexplicably happy, and he felt excited to ride on me and act like a mighty man!

Children Song Yunzhi opened their eyes at this time, with clear eyes. If you want to find the area of ​​psychological shadows, it would be outrageous!

After leaving the hospital, Song Ci and they sat in the garden, looking at each other in a while, laughing with a little joy and sigh.

Fate goes around, and these people are in the same place again!

A year later, at Song Yunzhi's birthday party, the Song family held a cocktail party. The top-notch powerful cocktail party made countless capitals beyond the reach.

As for whether Reuters pictures appear, it is impossible. No one dares to let the media release it except the Song family.

In the antique garden, flowers bloomed. Song Ci pinched the wine glass and leaned against a white table. She was tilting her head and saying something to Song Xian. She looked very intimate. The camera was a little further away. Song Lingyu walked over with his trouser pocket, as if he felt someone taking a photo. He raised his head and his eyes slightly bent.

At some point, a little Douding in a small suit rolled out, hugged his feet, stared at him with big eyes, and Song Ci looked over as he heard the sound and suddenly laughed.

Gong Qi pressed the shutter, freeze the scene, put the photo on, and then edited a blog post with Song Ci's account: Look, we are laughing!
To be continued...