Chapter 67:

An Luo looked up at him, "Then you talk about it."
Obviously terribly curious, but pretending to be indifferent to indifference, Anze particularly liked his brother's stubborn personality, and could not help but smile slightly, explaining: "Last night the police asked us for assistance to track and intercept a plane in the air. Smuggling planes. "
Smuggling drugs?
An Luo frowned slightly, he was no stranger to the word, because the Anjia family in the previous life had such business in the underworld. Later, his father died and his brother retired. An Luo also gradually left the underworld and took a sum of money. Vancouver is serious business. I didn't expect that after so many years, those drug dealers still gave the police headaches, and now it is becoming more and more arrogant to use private jets to transport drugs.
An Ze continued: "Later, the special case team rushed to the scene and found that nearly half a ton of drugs were seized. The drug dealer who returned from abroad had already been imprisoned. However, the domestic drug trafficking group with whom he had contact had no clue. The police still Tracking continues. "
Listening to the apparent resentment when An Ze mentioned the drug, An Luo's mood suddenly became a little complicated.
If he knew that the brother in front of him was a gangster, would he feel annoying?
Alas, as long as they don't say it, these family members will never know this secret after rebirth. Maybe it ’s a bit selfish to do this, compared to letting them accept that An Luo is the heir of the underworld family to this body, let them believe that An Luo is just amnesia or maybe it ’s good for each other?
Luanluo quickly suppressed the anxiety in her heart and turned around, "I'm hungry, go to breakfast."
Wu Anze said, "I'll make two poached eggs for you."
An Anluo wanted to stop him, "No trouble, there is bread in the refrigerator ..."
Wu Anze smiled slightly, "No trouble, just love it."
He soon disappeared in front of his eyes. Looking at the busy figure of An Ze in the kitchen, An Luo suddenly felt an indescribable warmth. This younger brother was really good to him. During this period of care, he was more responsible than the servants who had hired a high price.

On Monday afternoon, Anluo was again transported to the Military Region Hospital by Anze. At this time, the flowers are in full bloom in June. Many flowers were planted along the roads of the Xilin Military Region. The blue sky is as clear as the washed brocade, and a slight floral fragrance is also conveyed in the breeze.
Tong Anze breathed fresh air, and her mood became clear.
After removing the plaster today, the next day will go to the hospital regularly for rehabilitation treatment, and the goal of being able to stand up and walk is even closer.
An An Luo is not in a hurry, he will take it slowly step by step, first take care of his body, and then clean up those black hands that want to be against him.
He was always sober, and he would never sit still.
When I arrived at the orthopedic ward, Dr. Song was already waiting there, and saw An Luo with a hearty smile. "An Luo, you look much better."
An Luo nodded at him, "Can I remove the plaster now?"
Dr. Wu Song said, "Okay, I'll take you to the treatment room."
Bring Anluo to the treatment room, carefully removed the plaster, the thick plaster was removed, Anluo just felt relaxed all over the body. The calf wrapped in plaster for a long time looked sickly pale, the skin even had unsightly wrinkles, and the taste was unpleasant ... However, An Luo was not worried, he believed that he would always get better.
After being brought back by Anze at night, An Luo carefully washed himself in the bathroom, and gently wiped his calf with a warm towel. Although there was no feeling, it was better than wrapping with plaster before. Things have been going on. An Luo is not discouraged in the good direction.
Even in the most difficult times, he never let himself down.
When he came out of the shower, Anzag was sorting things out in the bedroom, and all kinds of changing clothes were stuffed with a suitcase. Tomorrow will be officially hospitalized in the military region hospital. For An Luo, it was just a place to sleep, but An Ze's expression was not so easy.
When he noticed that his brother was approaching, An Ze turned back and whispered, "Brother, after arriving at the hospital, Dr. Song will take good care of you. The nurse sent to your ward is called Song Yuan. It is a very careful girl. Brothers must pay more attention if there is someone close to them. "
His eyes are serious, An Luo also realized the seriousness of the situation, and nodded cautiously, "I know."
Bian Anze stood in front of the wheelchair, leaned down, and gently held An Luo's hand. "Although the military hospital is very safe, it is a public place after all. It is impossible to prevent it. Brother must not care."
An Anlu nodded. "Rest assured, I will deal with it carefully."
Wu Anze was silent for a moment. "My brother will be at ease in the hospital tomorrow for treatment. Dr. Song's latest treatment is very effective. I will visit you every day."
Juan An Luo said, "OK."

An Luo was unable to fall asleep for a long time in the bed that night. Although he had been sharing the same bed with An Ze this week, An Luo could not get used to sleeping peacefully in the state of someone around him. Every night, Anze quickly goes to sleep, but Anluo is stiff and needs to adjust for a long time before falling asleep.
Even though the bed is wide and the distance between them is half an arm away, the shallow breathing of the people around them appears very clear in the silent night, and the warm taste belonging to Anze fills the nose, and the noise when he rolls over And the hot temperature when contacting the body, An Luo's heart was very uncomfortable.
In the early hours of the morning, An Luo finally fell asleep, but in the dream, he reappeared a terrible picture-
In a car accident, the car rolled down the highway. He heard Xiao Anluo screaming at his mother, but there was a dazzling fire in front of him. Then there was another car accident. He dreamed that he was driving out with An Yang on the highway On the road, he was hit by a hillside. Anyang with blood on his face clenched his hand tightly and said: Xiao Luo, you are fine ...
Xiao Xiaoluo, Xiaoluo ...
Who is calling him? Is that mom with a gentle smile? Or Anyang's older brother?
The chest seemed to be pressed with a heavy stone, An Luo couldn't even breathe, his hands pressed the position of the heart, An Luo opened his mouth desperately like a drowning man ...
Suddenly a low voice sounded in his ear, softly calling: "Brother ... Brother wakes up ..."
An Anlu struggled to wake up from the nightmare, and found that the lamp on the bed was on, and under the warm yellow light, the younger brother An Ze was full of concern.
"Did your brother have a nightmare again?" Anze took a towel and gently wiped off the cold sweat on An Luo's head.
Wu Anluo clenched his fists to calm his heartbeat, exhaled a long time, and said, "Well, I dreamed of some strange pictures."
Wu Anze asked, "What picture?"
An Luo frowned, without answering.
When An Ze saw that he didn't want to answer, and didn't follow up, he said comfortably: "Dream is often unexplainable, and my brother doesn't need to take too much care." He said, "It's only three o'clock now, and my brother took medicine and slept well."
An An Luo nodded, took the pill and drank it with warm water.
After turning off the lights and falling asleep again, An Luo was a little upset. He didn't tell An Ze the strange picture just now ... the two accidents in the dream happened in exactly the same way. It was also on the highway. It was also hit by a car down the hillside. It also rolled down the hillside and exploded into ashes.
However, An Yang flew over to protect him, and he also pulled An Yang out of the car. Although the car exploded behind him, the two brothers managed to escape. In another car accident, Xiao Anluo's mother and Xiao Anmo's parents were blown up before they could escape.
These two car accidents ... Apart from the very similar patterns, are there other connections?
An An Luo frowned slightly.