The detective agency moved quickly, and the last few words undoubtedly poked into Lu Jianhao's spine.

Lu Xiaoya gently tapped her fingers on the mobile phone screen. For a long time, she sent a missing e-mail to the detective agency.

She slightly hooks her lips, Angelica dahurica, this is your life!

That afternoon, old ye and old Lu came to pick up Lu Xiaoya from the hospital. After that, she followed old ye back to Ye's house.

Zhang Ma and Chen Ma made a bowl of donkey hide gelatin red jujube soup to replenish qi and blood, and the other simply carried a bowl of brown traditional Chinese medicine soup: "young lady, this is a recipe for replenishing blood and keeping fit specially obtained from Mr. Jiang. It tastes bitter, but it is very good for your body."

Chen Ma also said: "this donkey hide gelatin red jujube is the most blood tonic. The little lady has a good body after drinking it!"

Under the eager gaze of Zhang's mother and Chen's mother, Lu Xiaoya drank all the two bowls of soup with a bitter little face. Then he frowned and ate a piece of ice cream to suppress the bitter taste in his mouth.

Seeing that Lu Xiaoya drank the soup obediently, Zhang Ma and Chen Ma left with satisfaction.

Lu Xiaoya lay rolling in bed with a depressed face, Gu Yong.

Suddenly, the mobile phone rang. It was the exclusive mobile phone Luo Yu gave her.

Lu Xiaoya quickly got up and answered the phone.

"Does it still hurt? Did the doctor tell you anything? " Luo Yu's low voice came from his hand, like a cool song, lingering in his ears.

Hearing Luo Yu's voice, Lu Xiaoya felt as if she had fallen into a honey jar: "I've been discharged today. It's the uncomfortable wound. I always want to scratch it with my hand."

Luo Yu's cold face wore a smile and spoiled: "itching means that the wound is healing. Don't move it. It will grow when it's full. More cooperation in diet will make the wound better and faster."

Lu Xiaoya pouted: "Mom Zhang and mom Chen gave me two bowls of bitter soup just now. It's hard to drink..."

Lu Xiaoya's curved lips expanded with a smile: "these doctors have explained."

On the other side, Luo Yu could imagine his girl pouting her small mouth and staring at the soup with a bitter look on her forehead.

Now listening to her little complaint, he couldn't help laughing and said, "they also want you to get better earlier."

Lu Xiaoya was still chattering: "the doctor said there was nothing wrong. Just don't touch the water. Everyone was so nervous. It seemed that something terrible had happened. Like a dog in a cage, I couldn't do this or that... People's confinement was not as troublesome as me..."

Luo Yu listened to her little complaint, and the corners of her eyes opened up one after another: "darling, listen to mom Zhang and mom Chen / and take good care of yourself."

Then Luo Yu paused and said, "when I'm finished here, I'll go back to accompany you."

At this moment, Luo Yu really realized the words of the ancients: one day's absence is like three autumn days. What's more, they are still foreign countries.

He never believed in any relationship. If it lasts for a long time, it will be day and night. What does it mean to be happy with each other but can't accompany for a long time? To love her, you should always be by her side and shelter her from the wind and rain, instead of watching her suffer, but you can't solve her problems.

This is not his style of Luo Yu.

It seems that the matter discussed with Longguo before should be considered carefully.