Chapter 397

Zhuang Shulan felt his pain and gradually calmed down. Her hands dropped down and looked at the red light on the top of the operating room.

The boy in front of him is just a high school student of the same age as her daughter. His mood at the moment is not much better than her. She can also feel that her daughter really likes him.

Zhuang Shulan doesn't want to care about the disputes of generations. As a mother, she just wants her daughter to live a simple and happy life.

"We had planned to move today, and our luggage was already being packed. When the formalities were finished, we planned to leave Z city. Her father went to the martial arts school early this morning to explain that he was going to your school to drop out. But before he left the martial arts school, he was beaten like that by a group of people. " Zhuang Shulan silently wiped the tears from the corner of her eyes and handed Lu Xiaolai's mobile phone to him.

Gu canzhao took it and said "sorry" softly.

"You don't have to apologize. It's not your fault. The mistake is that when I first entered school, my father didn't let me go to your school. I opposed her father's decision for the sake of teaching conditions. But there is no regret medicine in the world. It's no use to blame that things are like this today. "

"Without her, I'll die. I want to ask you to stay. "

Zhuang Shulan shook her head: "you are still young. It's time to be young. In the future, you will get married, but not necessarily with Xiaolai. "

"It must be her, only her." Gu canzhao replied firmly.

Zhuang Shulan didn't answer his words, and she gave a sad smile: "I have to go back to her father. If you come here, you may have to take care of her. You can take the cell phone of Xiaolai first. There is my number in the cell phone. If you have something to call me, I will come right away. "

"I won't let her out of my sight again."

"Please."

Zhuang Shulan finished, looked haggard and turned to Lu Pingyi's operating room.

An hour later, the door of the operating room opened, and Lu Xiaolai was pushed out with an oxygen mask, his face still pale.

Only two or three days later, Lu Xiaolai was admitted to the intensive care unit he had just moved out of.

Gu canzhao sat beside the hospital bed, guarding her.

More than two hours later, Lu Pingyi's rescue was over and he was also sent to the intensive care unit.

Lu Xiaolai's grandparents live in the countryside. For fear of their worry, Zhuang Shulan didn't tell the two old people what happened here. Relatives and friends are busy with their own work. Zhuang Shulan doesn't want to trouble others. The burden of taking care of them falls on her shoulders.

There are nurses in the intensive care unit for 24 hours. Zhuang Shulan goes home to pack up some clothes and hospital towels, washbasins and other items. After putting things down in the hospital, she goes to the hotel at the gate of the hospital to pack two meals.

Zhuang Shulan came to Lu Xiaolai's ward with rice, but Gu canzhao stood by the bed and put the rice on the chair outside the ward. After half an hour, she came to see Gu canzhao again. He still kept that posture, and didn't even move his hand.

Until the third time, the food on the chair was completely cold, but there was not a mouthful missing.

Zhuang Shulan reluctantly looked at the back of the ward and took the meal away.

In the evening, Lu Xiaolai removed the oxygen mask and moved into the general ward. He was ordered by the doctor to lie down and rest. He was not allowed to move much, especially his left arm.

Gu canzhao takes care of her, stares at her and makes her lie down.