Chapter 190： Poor thin two (1 more)

Chapter 190 is equipped with poor thin two (1 more)

After training on Sunday, at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, the cloud painting went to the Institute Hospital again.

When she went, Bo Siqing was writing and painting in a very strange posture.

He still can't sit up now, still lying on the hospital bed, but he made him a movable bracket, holding a drawing board in front of his chest with a piece of white paper on it.

In this case, he does not need to sit up and still write and draw on paper while lying down.

When the cloud painting went over, I glanced curiously, but I could only see that it seemed to be a topographic map with various symbols on it, but what these symbols represent, she would not understand.

"What are you doing?" asked Yun.

“boring.” Bo Siqing said helplessly, “It’s so boring to be moldy, so find something to do.”

"Is the wound still hurting?"

Bo Siqing lightly coughed, "No pain, the medicine of the old Zhongtou family is still very useful. Next time I go back, I will rob a few bottles."

Cloud painting does not want to poke him, but also robbed a few bottles, people have two or three bottles left, it is difficult to dismantle the pharmacy!

"Right, when I came back, I saw your older brother." Cloud painting thought about it and said, "Your home... You are all like this, will your older brother come to see you?"

Bosi Qing pitifully flats his mouth: "Yes, I am so poor, no one comes to see me!"

Cloud painting is speechless and can only blink.

Bo Siqing immediately smiled and smiled brightly. "Nothing, my family has no problem. This is a bit of awkwardness. My father has high blood pressure for two years. I dare not tell him. Is this not my death anyway? In the old man There, there is no big deal as long as I don’t die. As for my parents, they are busy and have a phone call to know that it’s okay.”

"..." Yun painting really doesn't know what to say. "Well... I am going home, too late, my mom will worry."

"Well, I will send someone to pick you up next week." Bo Siqing said naturally.

Cloud painting suddenly blinked: "You are not all right?"

He has been out of danger of life, and he has recovered his wounds with Lingcao cream. The key is that he will not be able to sleep, so let her do it!

"I have become like this. No one in my family came to see me. Can you come and see if I can't?" Bo Siqing looked at her.

Cloud painting is really... defeated by him!

When Yunhui and Chu Yu came home together, it was already more than eight o'clock.

"Small thing is okay?" Jiang Yanqing asked worriedly. "Is the medicine that I rushed back to take it last night, did I use it?"

"Used, very good. He is fine, it will be good to take a rest for a while." Yun painting quickly said, "Mom, don't worry."

Jiang Yanqing nodded. "Then go to rest, go to school tomorrow. Children's family, how can you do it every day?"

"I am not tired." Cloud painted and laughed. "I think it's so good, so I have the feeling of being alive."

Jiang Yanqing's brow wrinkled again.

The daughter’s nightmare told her, but did not say too specific, Jiang Yanqing would not believe her daughter, she just thought it was too ridiculous.

No matter, it is just a nightmare. The experience in the dream is painful. It can only be used as a cure, and can not be regarded as a real experience.

However, at the moment, the influence of painting on nightmares is not small.

Painting seems to really take everything in the nightmare seriously, so it will be so busy to live, so lively, so hard to live.

Jiang Yanqing can't figure out, everyone has had a nightmare, but who would really regard the nightmare as a real thing?

...5 more...

Beautiful classmates: Thin 2, the picture of your family bullies me!

Thin 2: You are being bullied, don't resist, oh, I am going to bully you personally~~~~~~ really bad!

(End of this chapter)