: Fanwai: The danger of being disfigured (8)

An Xinyue got up directly from the bed, ran over and jumped on him, and said, "My grandma didn't hit you?"
Chu Luo squealed and frowned, "No, when she was about to hit, didn't I run away?"
An Xinyue was still a little skeptical, looking at his pale face, and then came down from him, "Are you really all right?"
"It's okay, the old wound that I left last time." Chu Luomu said, sitting in the bed next to the bed, just wanting to say something, then heard the voice of next door Xin Xin talking.
"Let's take a bath. Isn't the first thing this kid does when he comes back? Isn't it too late? Mom, it's not too early. You go to rest early. If you don't worry, I will take a bath with cotton pads. Talk later. "
Want to come is Grandma An went to An Xinyue's room.
Chu Luo smiled helplessly and patted An Xinyue's hand: "Go back first, I'll look for you tomorrow."
An Xinyue nodded helplessly, "then I'll go first, you should rest early."
Chu Luo nodded, hugged her and kissed her on the lips. "Let's go, slow down."
The window like this is no longer An Xinyue's problem, but Chu Luomu can't help but say something.
An Xinyue sighed and finally left through the window.
Chu Luomu watched An Xinyue leave, took a deep breath, and then lay directly on the bed.
Everyone thought that Chu Luomu was an indestructible iron man. Only his father could see it. His body had been destroyed by him for a long time, and his battle with the yellow dog was still bad. , Just never said.
Just to prevent that silly girl from worrying about herself.
"Uh-"
"Come in." Chu Luomu tried to straighten her waist and sat up, looking at the mother who came in, slightly hooking her lips, "Mom, why haven't you slept?"
"Your dad is taking a bath. I don't trust you." Shui Anluo said, holding Chuluo's wrist in the past.
Chu Luomu wanted to take it back, but was caught by Shui Anluo, "It's all right--"
"Is it okay to die if I die?" Shui Anluo said in a deep voice, shaking his wrist away. "What do you think you are? Healing can be healed by yourself."
"Isn't it almost cured?" Chu Luo grinned, and then shook the medicine bottle in his hand. "Give me, there is no medicine outside."
"In order to prevent Mian Mian from blame, the spleen must be broken, so it must be supported?" Shui Anluo looked at his son disapprovingly. "You have to admit that you are not that strong, right?"
Chu Luomu reached out and took hold of his mother's hand. "Mom, it's not so serious. Your son has a sense of proportion. How many crimes did she suffer for me over the years? What's my point?"
Shui Anluo looked at his son in distress, "I thought you two were the ones who most worried me, but in the end, your brother didn't let you worry about me."
Chu Luo smiled lowly, "You should worry about him, but he has the same temperament as my father.
"I took the medicine and went to bed early. I must tell my mother if I'm uncomfortable." Shui Anluo said, went downstairs and poured a glass of hot water and put it at his table before going to rest.
Chu Luomu watched Shui Anluo who walked to the door and called out, "Mom, I always knew that I would make myself well and never worry you again."