Yan chongjun was lying on the cold ground with his eyes fixed on the front.

That already empty place, as if there were still two kissing people.

The pain on his body became another kind, which made him almost manic, even more psychotic than the real mental illness.

When Ruan Jingshu arrived at the news, she saw her wounded little son.

The brain was in a flash and almost didn't fall down again.

He called the doctor and sent him to the ward. He slipped against the wall and fell to the ground.

People in her forties are crying hysterically. What kind of evil is she doing.

Was it to punish her husband and son, or that?

But she already knew the mistake, also changed, why still like this.

No matter how she asked, she couldn't get the answer she wanted.

Because no one can answer her, only her own, but she is not willing to think deeply.

"Young master, you are back, and I have dinner ready."

Uncle Zhou saw people coming back, and happily called several people to take their seats. He rushed to bring out the prepared dishes.

Looking for the hand is also wrapped in a layer of gauze, can not move at all, can only use the left hand spoon.

Clumsy just scooped up a spoonful of Mushroom Chicken Congee, and before it moved, the spoon fell into the bowl.

Looking for... "Is she going to become a serious disability who can't take care of herself temporarily?

No, she can't give up treatment.

Those on TV are more serious than her, and she can also develop other skills.

Take a deep breath, hold the spoon with your left hand steadily and start to work hard.

That sentence as long as Kung Fu, deep iron pestle ground into a needle, in looking for the use of left hand to eat this matter, really useless.

Should drop the spoon or drop, should pour out porridge or to come out, anyway is how can't feed oneself mouth.

Not consciously bulging face, she has a little temper, really.

Yan Jianling, who has been quietly watching, chuckles.

"Ha ha ha, ah Xun, don't embarrass your hand that is suitable for holding the scalpel. Come on, I'll feed you."

"Open your mouth, ah..." scooped up a spoon of delicious porridge, put it on her lips, coax way.

For the first time in a year, they didn't see the haze on the young master Yan Shao's face.

He was like a different person, surrounded by a factor called pleasure.

Zhou Qi suddenly remembered that when Yan Shao took a nap at noon, he did not wake up suddenly and did not talk in his sleep.

Is that not going to have nightmares tonight, so he can have a good sleep?

He didn't sleep well for more than a year, and his body would not have been able to hold on if he didn't rely on all kinds of tonics and dietotherapy.

However, he was very curious about the relationship between Miss Lu and Yan Shao. Yan Shao could not describe her in a special way.

He had said before that she felt heavier than his life. Now it seems that he didn't feel wrong.

It's just... There's obviously a secret between the two.

Ah? Why does he use it? Is there anyone else?

Who is that?

Why can't he remember it? Did he remember it wrong, or did he slip his tongue?

Strange!

Zhou Qi, who feels strange twice a day, always feels that there is something against him, but he can't find the problem.

Finally, he thought that maybe it was not an important thing. He forgot about it. He didn't entangle him. He left it behind directly.

Miss Yan Shaolu and continue to talk about Weishen.

He wants to see if he can find a faster and more effective way to assist the treatment.

It's getting better now, but after all, we should consider that if Yan Shao is just like this because of Miss Lu, then once Miss Lu leaves and relapses, is it not that she should give up all her previous efforts?

"Ah Xun, you can't touch the water or move your hand to prevent the wound from cracking. I'll wash it for you later."

After shaking her head, Yan Jianling put down the spoon and said.

Is full of soft in the chair to eat the search, at the moment by their own saliva to choke.

"Cough, cough, cough..."

"what's the matter? Come on, drink some water."

Yan Jianling held up the water cup and fed it carefully. He patted her on the back to relieve her cough.

Looking for to wait until the throat of the past, just looked up, Na Na way: "what did you just say?"

Wash her? Is that what she thinks?

Yan Jianling repeats it straightforwardly. At last, I'm afraid she doesn't understand. She explains it further.

"You see, when you brush your teeth, you have to squeeze toothpaste, you have to take a toothbrush and a water cup. You need a towel to wash your face, let alone take a bath."

"It's not convenient for your hands. It's easy to open the wound. As the one who hurt you, I should help you."

He absolutely did not think much about it. He was really worried about her wound.

But he didn't believe his motive because he had too many criminal records.However, her resistance is doomed to be useless, because Yan Jianling is telling the truth.

It's not that you don't want to use big return pill to wash the marrow pill to restore the wound. It's just that the body is too poor.

The effect of big return Dan and Xi Sui Dan is too strong, to use can only be a little bit of tonic.

The effect must be, slow, at least for a month or two.

Therefore, during this period, her hands were better before her health was recovered. Naturally, she did not want her hands to be injured again, so she had to accept Yan Jianling's proposal.

"Dad, who is this Miss Lu?" Zhou Qi and other two people left and quietly asked Uncle Zhou who was cleaning up the dishes.

Uncle Zhou looked up at the second floor and sighed.

"If I have not guessed wrong, Miss Lu should be the young master's former wife, because of some things, they divorced."

"Er (⊙ o ⊙)" Guess? Dad, you haven't met? " Zhou Qi was surprised.

"Well, the young master protects the young grandmother very well. The Yan Family's civil strife... Ah."

Zhou Shu turned into the kitchen with a bowl of dishes. He didn't say much because he didn't know much.

Zhou Qi touches his chin. There must be something wrong with it. Maybe if we find this problem, Yan Shao's condition may be solved easily.

"Diddidi..." thinking, the mobile phone rang.

"Hello?"

After listening to the words over there, Zhou Qi nodded: "OK, I'll take it right away."

"Dad, look at Yan Shao for a moment. The medicine I ordered has arrived. I'll get it."

Hang up the phone, yelled to the kitchen, grabbed the coat from the chair next to him and walked outside.

This batch of medicine was obtained by his tutor abroad. It has a very good effect of calming the mind.

Before that a few batches of medicine effect is not very good, ate daytime although won't be in gibberish, said Wang Yu came, he is smiling at me and so on.

However, it did not improve in the evening, but felt that there was a trend of aggravation.

I hope this batch of medicine can be effective, otherwise he will doubt whether the medicine is not working.

After checking, it was confirmed that he wanted it, that is, the quantity was less than what he ordered.

Thinking of what the tutor said at that time, this batch of medicine is in short supply, and how much you can get is uncertain.

Put down doubts, or go back early to give Yan Shao a try. The car soon disappeared in the dark.

Standing in the dark has been looking at the person, immediately touch out the mobile phone, dial a number, low voice report.

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