Misheng carefully holds Qiao Zui's arm and helps him out of the living room.

Fang Yao was the last.

Fang Yixian watched Fang Yao walk past him and sighed silently: "ah Yao, stay here and spend another night with my grandfather. Tomorrow My grandfather was buried. "

Fang Yao stopped and closed his eyes OK, last night. "

After tonight, after my grandfather was buried, he had nothing to do with the family.

Qiao Zui looks back at Fang Yao worried.

Gu Jun said faintly, "it's OK. I'll send someone to take care of him."

Qiao drunk nodded, worried but helpless and looked at Fang Yao a few eyes, turned to leave.

Behind him, Fang Mingzhu wants to catch up and is firmly held by Fang Yixian.

When the party returned to Qiao's house, the family doctor was on standby.

Misheng helps Qiao Zui into the room, and the family doctor immediately comes forward to deal with the wound for Qiao Zui.

This scald is nothing to Qiao Zui at all. What makes him unbearable is the stinging feeling of cutting nerves with sharp things when he smashes the porcelain cup on his arm.

The tingling sensation was like the tide. Before it was washed away, a wave came up again. His whole body trembled with pain, and his clothes were wet again and again in a cold sweat. He wanted to cut off the injured arm directly.

The family doctor dealt with the scald for him. The injury on his arm was on the nerve. He had no choice but to give Qiao Zui a pain needle and let him stay in bed.

Qiao Zui's face is white as if he will faint at any time. Ye Xingbei goes into the kitchen and cooks a little rice porridge as fast as he can. He cools it and brings it out. Misheng feeds Qiao Zui and drinks half a bowl. He helps Qiao Zui go to the bedroom to have a rest.

Ye Xingbei handed a bowl of porridge to Gu Junzhu: "you can have some too. You haven't eaten all the way."

The plane meal was not delicious, several people were in a bad mood, and no one on the plane ate much.

Joe drunk pain into that, Gu Jun by mouth do not say, but the heart is not painful.

He loathed Joe drunk, but this nephew grew up in front of him, just like a part of his body. Joe drunk hurt his arm, he hurt his heart.

A bad mood directly leads to a bad appetite. For the sake of Ye Xingbei's cooking, he drinks half a bowl and puts it on the table.

Ye Xingbei brought up the bowl again, took a spoon with a spoon, and handed it to his mouth: "eat more, or it's time to have a stomachache again."

Gu Junzhu had a stomachache before.

After leaving the army, he returned home and was provided by the doctors and cooks at home.

Ye Xingbei was so tender and considerate that Gu Jun could not bear to disappoint her. He swallowed the spoon of porridge she handed to his lips, took the bowl and spoon and said, "I'll do it myself. You can have some. If the porridge doesn't suit your appetite, tell the kitchen to do what you want."

"I'll just have a bowl of porridge." See Gu Jun by his honest porridge, ye Xingbei also some strange not used to feeling.

In the past, if she was in a hurry to feed him porridge, Mr. Gu would be full of provocative words.

But today, his eyebrows and eyes were cold and gloomy, and he was quiet and fierce. It can be seen that he was ruthless by Fang's family.

Looking at Gu Jun drink porridge by porridge, two people back to the bedroom, after a bath, leaning on the head of the bed, ye Xingbei get up, head table photo frame.

In the photo, Gu Junzhu is wearing a formal dress. He is as sharp as a sword. His whole body is full of irresistible charm.

Ye Xingbei took the picture frame and looked around the bedroom: "is this the bedroom prepared by your sister for you?"

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