There was a burning pain in her arm, but Mo Lu knew that she was more painful than herself.

Mo Lu Su was bitten by her, but her injured hand couldn't wipe the sweat from her forehead. She could only kiss her one after another and tell her in a low voice that he was beside her.

Dr. Zhao and Dr. Qiu are both old doctors. Looking at this scene, I can't help sighing. How many young people can do this now.

The drip lasted for an hour. Xinle passed the instrument three times. Every time she passed the hemodialysis instrument, it was a burning pain for her.

After all, Xinle had already passed out.

On Mo Lu Su's arm, there are three clear imprints, each with blood.

But he didn't care at all. He wiped the sweat on her forehead with the pain in his arm. Looking at her pale face, he felt more and more distressed.

"Well." Mo Lu Su opened his mouth with hoarseness in his voice.

After doctor Qiu checked, he was surprised and said: "the situation is much better than expected. The ingredients are diluted almost. Tomorrow, we will dilute it again. Maybe it will be OK."

Mo Lu Su seems to be mercilessly relieved, forehead against, whispered: "immediately liberated."

Dr. Qiu and Dr. Zhao looked at each other, left the space for them, and then turned to leave.

Qinxin garden.

Shui Anluo received a call from Dr. Zhao. After knowing the situation, she repeatedly said thanks. Then she hung up and looked at Qiao yaruan and said, "Xinle's treatment is very successful. It's the last time tomorrow."

Qiao Ya Ruan sat on the sofa, hugged the pillow and nodded, "that's OK, there's good news at last."

Qiao's father and mother are resting there. Feng Feng is not there. They go out to deal with the news. Chu Yuyi is also not there. He and an Fengyang don't know what to do.

So at the moment, except for the children who are playing, they are Shui Anluo, Qiao Yaran and Wen Xin.

Shui Anluo refuses Qiao yaruan to watch the news, even TV.

"Luoluo, someone is looking for you." Coco Xin said suddenly, pointing to a red dot on the computer.

Shui Anluo hurried over and sat down beside Wen Xin, looking at the message sent there.

[stranger: Mrs. Chu is really good. 】

Shui Anluo looks at the sentence in the private letter on Weibo, thinks about it and starts typing.

[Mr. Chu's big baby: I just think you may not know much about Chinese culture.

Stranger: do you know who I am?

Mr. Chu's baby: I don't need to know who you are, I just need to know what you have done.

Stranger: but what I said is true.

Mr. Chu's big baby: is what I said false?

Mr. Chu's big baby: and you seem to misunderstand the word "fact", just like you don't know the existence of the word "* *" in Chinese culture.

Stranger: Mrs. Chu knows how to use the media.

Mr. Chu's big baby: you are not the same. 】

after shuianluo's last sentence, the people over there are not talking.

At this moment, Qiao Ya Ruan also quietly came around and saw the dialogue between them.

Shui Anluo looks back at Qiao Yaran, "see what?"

Qiao Ya Ruan back to the sofa, "I also offended international friends?"

"I bah, don't put gold on your face. Who can do this to you except those psychopaths in M country?" Shui Anluo snorted.

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