: Fanwai: Soldiers, Responsible (9)

The little girl treated some small wounds on her body and was hugged. She was still humming.
The director couldn't laugh when he saw the little girl.
The child's parents are no longer there. Poor this child, he will be sent to an orphanage before the age of three.
Chu Luojing and An Xinyue looked at the little girl who slept while humming in Chu Luomu's arms. An Xinyue reached out and touched her little face. This child, I do n’t know if her parents are gone. What do you mean.
Chuluo's first-class merit was awarded on the hospital bed.
If it weren't for him, the explosion of the vehicle might cause a larger accident, so he deserves this first class of work.
What followed was Shui'anluo.
Chu Luo's guilty conscience closed her eyes and pretended to sleep, and An Xinyue was also well-behaved. After Shui Anluo entered, she whispered, "There is a sleeping ingredient in the medicine, and I just fell asleep."
Shui Anluo snorted. "No need to cover him, I can't sleep if I give him sleeping pills."
An Xinyue: "..."
An Xinyue looked helplessly at the man in the hospital bed, she was doing her best, but her mother-in-law was too powerful.
"Okay, I ’m in a hurry to see Lord Yan today when you get your certificate, right, what are you going to do with your girl?" Shui Anluo glared at his son in the hospital bed, and opened his eyes slowly.
An Xinyue touched the tip of her nose and stopped talking.
Shui Anluo looked at his son's pale face, gauze was still wrapped around his head, and heavy plaster was on his legs. There was no place to fight.
"Mom, we have to make sense. You ask my dad, can he jump in that situation?"
"Yes." Chu Cuiyi looked at his son coolly, "I'm not a soldier."
Chu Luomu: "..."
You won!
But trusting you is a ghost.
"Okay, Chuluo you can do it, you just wait for me." Shui Anluo said, turning directly out, she will go to the doctor to see the son's inspection report.
Chu Cuiyi smiled elegantly, her hands were in her pockets, and no one could think of the person in the hospital bed and him in terms of father and son.
"Congratulations, you've messed up your mom completely."
"Thank you." Chu Luoju rolled her eyes at her dad and watched her sit down. "Aren't you going?" Chuluo exclaimed.
"My son is hurt. I feel like I'm in distress. Look at it—" Chu Cuiyi took the water from An Xinyue and looked at his son with a smile.
Chuluo wailed, "I feel uncomfortable."
Chu Cuiyi made a noise, took a bank card from his pocket after drinking water, and gave it to An Xinyue.
An Xin paused, "Uncle?"
"What about Uncle?" Chu Cuiyi and An Xinyue talked a lot more tenderly.
Chu Luo looked sullenly, seeing that An Xinyue didn't pick it up, and split the hand to pick up the bank card, "I don't have a black card."
There are a total of seven black cards in the city of A, three of which are in the Chu family, one in Chu Luowei's hand and one in Chu's wing, this is the third.
"Dad, you are so generous in your gift." Chu Luo smiled and put the bank card into his wife's pocket.
An Xinyue: "..."
Chu Cuiyi: "I specifically explained to the bank that this card is only allowed to use cotton, you have no right to use it."
Chu Luomu: "..."
An Xin smiled cheerfully, and naturally knew the value of this black card.
"Thank you, Dad." An Xinyue whispered, and Dad blushed a little.