Gu Chenglan's face is not very good. He should have lost too much blood and has not recovered.

Suno only looked at it and felt heartache, but her brother was here, and she couldn't rush in.

After a while, Su Chengyang stood up at the door

Su Yang:

"Brother, I'll be back to work in a minute." Suno afraid of brother's obstruction, quietly pulled the sleeve of La Suyang.

Su Yang took a breath secretly, and felt that the cabbage in his field was about to be cooked, and he felt like a pig walking around the ground.

Gu Chenglan picked up the corner of his mouth, pinched Su Yang's shoulder and whispered, "thank you." Then he went straight out of the class.

Suno looked at his brother, coquetry means obvious. Until Su Yang shakes his head and smiles, suno turns to chase Gu Chenglan.

Two people one after another out of the teaching building, suno knew that Gu Chenglan was planning to return to the back of the dormitory.

When he got to the place where there was no one, suno stepped forward and gently held Gu Chenglan's arm.

"I'm not disabled." Gu Chenglan said so, but he didn't shake off suno's hand, and deliberately slowed down his pace to match suno's pace.

"If the wound hurts, I wish I could rest at home." Suno flat mouth, opened the door, Gu Chenglan into the room: "you lie here."

"Don't you think I'm dead if I don't come?" Gu Chenglan murmured: "I haven't had breakfast yet."

Suno was stunned and realized that Gu Chenglan came to school because he was afraid of worrying about himself. Looking at Gu Chenglan's pale, almost colorless lips, he turns to the kitchen.

"It's too late to roll out noodles. I'll make you some porridge. The rest is in a mug and you can drink it at noon Suno said while mixing several kinds of grains together, ready to make cereal porridge.

Suno soaked rice and came back to ask Gu Chenglan: "his face is so bad. Did the doctor prescribe medicine on time?"

"No Gu Chenglan casually put two long legs on the tea table: "I've been home for a day, much better."

Originally, I wanted to live in Dongge for a few days, but Gu Chenglan couldn't live in that doghouse.

"Have not taken anti-inflammatory drugs!" Suno is a little shocked. Is this the rhythm of death? Then he asked, "is the wound inflamed?"

Gu Chenglan raised his eyelids, took a look at suno and shook his head: "I don't know."

"What did the doctor say?" After asking, suno suddenly thought of something, went to squat beside Gu Chenglan, stretched out his hand and lifted his skirt.

"Hello, what are you doing?" Gu Chenglan shrank back and avoided suno's hand, but he pulled the wound, and his face turned pale again.

"You didn't go to the hospital to change your dressing." Suno used affirmative sentences. She felt that Gu Chenglan had not gone.

"Uncle Chen is not strict with his mouth." Gu Chenglan curled her lips with an air of indifference.

Uncle Chen is the driver who picks up Gu Chenglan every day. If Gu Chenglan asked the driver to take him to the hospital, it would be impossible to hide it.

Suno glared at Gu Chenglan, got up and went out.

Why did Su Chengnuo take a quick look at his wrist? I haven't made breakfast yet

Suno deliberately hard voice said: "I don't care about you. Wound inflammation is not far from death. What breakfast does the dead eat? Three meals a day are saved. "

Gu Chenglan did not say a word, but held on to suno's wrist.

Suno earned a little but didn't break away. Looking at Gu Chenglan's deep grievance, he sighed: "I'll buy you medicine."