Chapter 597: Do you still have reason?

The cold air rising from the body of Chu Cuiyi shook the doctor.
Shui Anluo held his breath, relaxed his feet as much as possible, and let the doctor slowly take off his shoes.
The thumb and nails on her feet turned almost completely, and the flesh was blurred at a glance.
Chu Cuiyi was so distressed, but still pressed her head to her chest with one hand, "Don't look."
The doctor frowned after seeing it. "It's too serious. There is no anesthetic here. I can only deal with it briefly, or go to the hospital."
Shui Anluo was so painful, his little hand tightly held Chu's winged clothes, and his body was shaking in his arms.
Chu Cuiyi hugged her tightly and called to have the nearest ambulance arranged. She asked the doctor for painkillers and gave her pain first.
"I blame you, I blame you." Shui Anluo weeped, her voice shaking in an unshaped form.
At this moment Chu Chuyi's heart was full of distress. Where can I still refrain from refuting her words, I can only follow her words and say, "blame me and blame me."
When Luo Xuan drove away her car, she was afraid she would not open the door for herself when she saw the car, but who thought she would go to Luo Xuan's car childishly.
In order to send Luo Xuan away, he even betrayed his own cousin.
The baby was sitting on the sofa, crying with his little mouth, what happened to Dad and Mom? Why don't you ignore him?
The doctor took a painkiller and gave it to Shui Anluo, and Uncle Chu came faster than the ambulance.
Someone hugged the little baby soon, a pair of big eyes still fell on Mummy, a little bun face was full of worries, what happened to worry about Mummy?
After the ambulance arrived, Chu Cuiyi hugged her and got into the car. The doctor started treating the wound in the car for the first time, but because it was the order of President Chu, they didn't dare to neglect.
Shui Anluo's trouble, as a result, his feet were wrapped into mules.
The old injury has not gone, and the new injury has come again.
Shui Anluo woke up, it was already the next morning, because of the anesthetic, she could not feel the pain at the moment, but was just counting seriously.
It was only three months before she returned to Chu Cuiyi, but her injuries had not broken.
Therefore, she and Chu Cuiyi are absolutely different.
"Wake up, is it still painful?" While Shui Anluo counted, Chu Jiyi's low voice suddenly sounded in her ear, where was the coldness before.
Shui Anluo turned his head and looked at Chu Muyi faintly. "I must have killed you in my last life. You have tortured me this way in this life. With you, I am not good."
"What do you mean by mess?" Chu Muyi frowned, sitting beside the bed, helping her to get up, and sorting out the drips for her.
Shui Anluo thought secretly: It really is not a generation!
How could she be so unhappy about such an uncle?
"Don't think I'll forgive you like this." Shui Anluo hummed. Anyway, she didn't hurt her feet anymore. She could do it. Shui Anluo didn't find her son after scanning, and couldn't help asking. Where's the baby? "
"Yu's mother is at home." Chu Cuiyi said, looking at the bread under her quilt to become a mule's foot. He was relieved without bleeding.
Hearing Chu Cuiyi's words, Shui Anluo once again turned aside and ignored him.
Chu Cuiyi did not put down the person, but frowned, and said, "Go back to me to see him, do you still have reason?"