Chapter 2859

Chuluo bowed his head and said nothing. Uncle San didn't say a word. In fact, uncle San was worried. After all, it was a plague, not anything else.

"I didn't mean to. I just miss big brother, and sister Mianmian is really unhappy. That's why I went with her." Chulo whispered.

"Yes, grandma knows, and your father knows that we Doubao are good children." Yu Ma said, patting her body, "well, eat something and have a rest early. Don't think about anything else. They'll be OK."

Chuluo nodded and quietly took back the painting, "grandma, you help me to persuade my father, I didn't mean to, let him not be angry with me."

"Silly boy, how could your father be angry with you?" Yu Ma said with a smile, and then turned to go out.

After Yu's mother left, Chu Luo leaned on the stool with a picture album. Finally, he thought about it, picked up his pen and began to draw. This time, what he painted was not the characters, but the tragic scene he saw.

That scene should be seen by people all over the world.

So, three days later, when chuluoni's illness entered a high-risk period, one of chuluoyi's paintings on his official website shocked the world. The merciless cruelty of the flood, the devastated mountains and rivers were covered with people, animals, trees and so on.

Donations began to be initiated, and doctors around the world began to contact medical staff here to indicate that they wanted to participate in the study.

Shui'anluo still hasn't been home for three days. There are only Chu Luoyi and Yu Ma left at home, and a servant.

"Doubao, Doubao --"

as Chu Luo looked at his painting and the number of clicks increased by a thousand times per second, Yu Ma quickly opened the door and almost cried in a trembling voice.

"Your brother, your brother is critically ill."

Chulo gave a pause, almost fell off the stool, and ran unsteadily, "what did you say?"

"Your father just called to let you go, your brother, your brother --" before Yu's mother finished, chuluo ran out, even without shoes on, and ran to the garage barefoot.

Hospitals.

Chuluoni has been in a deep coma for six hours. All the people are watching outside. Only an Xinyue has been holding his hand beside the bed and talking to him.

Chu Ni Yi stood at the door, holding his hands tightly, looking through the glass at Chu Luo Ni lying inside.

This son, he accompanied too little time, less memory, only others to his words, no his own understanding.

[Lao Chu, your son is very powerful. He broke the record of blindfolded moving shooting. 】

[Lao Chu, how did you give birth to your son? Look at my son's straw bag. It doesn't take long for your son to catch up with you. 】

[Lao Chu, let me tell you something. Luoni just came back from abroad. He is young and will be bullied when he goes to the special combat brigade. Do you want to go there and tell him in advance? 】

[damn, old Chu, is your son going to go against heaven? When you lifted our headquarters alone, it was 21 years ago. Your son lifted us when he was only 20 years old. 】

……

His son has always been proud of himself since he was very young. In the past 20 years, he has never done anything to disappoint him.

Except, now, he's lying in it.

Palm was fingertip grinding pain, Chu muddy wing always staring at the people inside.

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