After the nurse helped Gu Chao re-tie the infusion needle, he stared at the phone for a long time. The call he was hoping for never came in, which made his mood become gloomy. His handsome face was tense and silent.
Fan Zhizhong leaned against the window and smiled uninhibitedly: "I tell you Mr. Gu, if the mountain doesn't come, I'll leave it to you. If you go and leave the mountain, no one will laugh at you if you take the initiative to call me."
After Gu Chao coughed a few times, he gave Fan Zhizhong a cold look.
"How about I help you spy on the military situation?" Fan Zhizhong asked in a consultative tone.
How can these two people continue to be in a stalemate like this?
In order to let his good friend return home with the beauty as soon as possible, he had to take the initiative and be the emotional booster.
"Go... take a look at Xiaoran... see if he is used to sleeping with Mumu and if he recognizes the bed." Gu Chao coughed awkwardly.
"That's your order!" Fan Zhizhong saluted with a standard military salute and laughed uninhibitedly, "Brother, if my sister-in-law asks about your condition, should I speak more seriously or more lightly?"
"You still need me to teach you?" Gu Chao coldly glared at Fan Zhizhong.
"Hey, you don't need to be taught." Fan Zhizhong replied with a smile.
After Gu Chao watched Fan Zhizhong leave, he took the mobile phone next to the pillow in his hand, opened the photo album, and flipped through each one.
When they were together, he didn't take it seriously, thinking that she would always be by his side, but he regretted it after she lost her. Mumu's elegant smile once blew in his heart like a spring breeze.
When he turned to the photos of the two on their second honeymoon five years ago, his eyes became wet.
Once upon a time, they were so sweet, so sweet that they were so intimate.
His fingers continued to slide across the screen, and the photos recording their past aroused many memories in him.
If he could turn back time, he would definitely not betray their marriage again, trust and care for her more, and prevent her family from hurting her.
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Qin Yuchu was pruning the flower branches with scissors, feeling a little confused. She didn't know if Gu Chao's fever had gone away, and Fan Zhizhong didn't even tell her any news, which made her feel very confused. Accidentally, the scissors cut her finger. She lost it.
After removing the scissors, she quickly pinched the wound and asked Yuanyuan to help hand her a band-aid.
"Godmother, it doesn't hurt." Gu Ran brought her little face closer and gently blew on Qin Juchu's injured area that had been covered with a band-aid.
"Jeff, you're so good, I won't feel any pain when you blow me dry." Qin Yuchu rubbed Gu Ran's round face, feeling a warmth in her heart, just like a sudden burst of warmth in the cold winter.
times to.
"Sister Chuchu, what's wrong with you today? You're always in a trance." Yuanyuan asked with concern. She found that Qin Yuchu had been preoccupied early in the morning, and he had to ask her several times before she could hear him.
"No! What can I do?" Qin Yuchu replied perfunctorily.
She just couldn't forget the man she said she wanted to forget, and she was worried about that man's body.
She really wanted to punch herself a few times.
Why is she so unhappy?
When Du Ruo walked into the flower shop, he saw Qin Juchu hugging a boy in a daze with an irritated look on his face. He frowned and said, "Juchu, are you feeling unwell?"
"Du Ruo? Why are you here?" Qin Yuchu sat up straight and greeted with a faint smile.
"I came here because I missed you." Du Ruo sat next to Qin Yuchu and looked at Gu Ran curiously, "Whose baby is this? It's so cute."
Gu Ran blinked his big eyes, looked at Du Ruo seriously, and after dozens of seconds said in a childish voice: "I am my godmother's baby."
Gu Ran's words made Qin Yuchu laugh, and her morning haze was swept away. She hugged Gu Ran and said to Du Ruo: "The godson I just adopted—Jeff."