Chapter 412

He rubbed the back of Guan Ju's head. "Wake up and get up. You'll be late for work."

Guan Ju's slow mind.

Her small face quietly red circle, a grunt from Gu Xian's body to get up, "now what time?"

"It's over eight."

Gu Xian looked at his watch, sat up stiff and leaned against the head of the bed.

"Finished, finished, it's eight o'clock, I'm going to be late..."

Turning off his slippers and mumbling to himself, he turned back to Gu Xian on the same bed and said, "I'll go back to my room to wash first. And Well, I bothered you last night

He just sat up to see the action so rigid, presumably because of his sleep at night when the pressure to his bar!

Oops! She's so sleepy.

Gu Xian only said: "go! It's just a small lift. "

“……”

Sleep with me, too?

Very good.

Guan Ju admired his determination.

He didn't talk to him any more, so he went out of huxintingyuan and went to his bedroom.

As soon as I entered the bedroom, I saw Xiaoshan ironing her clothes.

"It's back?"

Xiaoshan even learned to tease her.

Guan Ju ignored her and pretended not to hear her. She went straight into the washroom and began to wash her face and mouth.

But how could Xiaoshan let her go so easily?

"Why? It seems that I had a good sleep last night! Did my proposal work? "

"Iron your clothes well. When did you become so noisy?"

Guan Ju blushed when she asked.

Xiaoshan said with a smile, "young granny, you're just tearing down the bridge. Do you understand? Even if I have no credit for you and the third master, I still have to work hard! "

"What do you mean about me and him? It's just about my sleeping, okay? I have nothing to do with him. We are just

Just sleeping!

But Guan Ju has no face to say the last sentence.

The little shirt "poof --" burst out laughing.

She glared at Xiaoshan in chagrin, "if you laugh at me again, I will complain to Uncle Wei! He wants to know how to punish you. He has to deduct your salary. "

"Well, well, I surrender, I'm wrong! I'd like to ask the young granny to have a lot of money. Would you please be kind? "

Guan Ju snorted, "let you go."

Here, in Guanju's room, they are laughing and making noise. The atmosphere is very good.

And Guan Ju had a good sleep yesterday, so he was in a good mood.

On the other hand, the atmosphere of huxinting garden is totally opposite.

After Guan Ju left, Gu Xian sat on the bed and didn't move for a long time.

Until Wei Song pushed the door in again and saw Gu Xian on the bed, he came forward with a worried face, "Third Master, how about your legs? Can you stand it? "

Gu Xian shook his head, brow locked, pale, "a little pain, but can endure."

Wei Song knew that he meant a little pain, it must be the kind of special pain.

"Xiaojun --"

"yes!"

Xiao Jun heard the cry and rushed in.

"Come on, move the third master's wheelchair."

"Yes

Xiaojun quickly pushed out a wheelchair from the innermost bedroom.

Gu Xian lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

Wei Song rushed forward to help, but Gu Xian refused, "not so exaggerated."

He took the armrest of the wheelchair and sat down.

"Hurry up and take down the prosthesis for the third master."

Xiaojun took the order, quickly squatted down, rolled up his trouser legs, pulled them to his knees, and carefully removed the prosthetic limb for him.

Yes, Gu Xian's leg has been broken.

Two years ago, Sheng Sheng was cut off by his brother with a knife switch.

In the past two years, he has had many nightmares, and he always returns to the scene before the switch.

He used to be in the hospital, dying.

Bleeding, infection, improvement, infection

Later, the wound finally healed and the situation improved. Then, he began his long struggle with the prosthesis.

Repel, inflame, infect, get better, continue to repel each other, inflame, etc

In the past two years, Guan Ju has been plagued by depression, but he has not had a day of easy life.

At this moment, his leg is red and swollen.

Because the prosthesis was worn for a long time, the skin at the interface had been worn out and blood oozed out.

On Gu Xian's forehead, there were layers of cold sweat.

"I'll call Mr. Yuan to come here!"

Wei Song said he was going to leave.

"No!"

Gu Xian quickly caught him, "just a little injury, not to disturb old yuan.""It's swollen like this. It's not a minor injury."

"I know. Wait a minute."

Wei Song saw Gu Xian's mind, "do you want to wait for your little grandmother to go to work?"

Gu Xian was silent.

Wei Song sighed.

After hesitating for a few seconds, he said, "Third Master, my little grandmother is not well. You should sleep with her at night, but You can't always wear prosthetics, can you? One or two days is acceptable to you, but how about one or two weeks? You see, you have just started. Your body has already given a signal. Your legs can't stand it. You can't torture yourself like this. Now you can either tell the truth to your grandmother or Let the young granny live alone

Gu Xian brow locked into a deep "Sichuan" word, "I know you are for my good, but I have my own plan, this pain, I can bear."

Gu Xian glanced at his half leg. Looking at the cut off place, his deep eyes sank a few times, and a layer of gloom gathered inside, "I'll find a chance to tell her..."

He's just afraid she won't accept it.

But if you want to be with her, sooner or later it will be said.

Yes, he should find a chance to talk to her about all the things in the past two years.

****

although Li Kunyu's leg was injured, he still stuck to his post and did not dare to neglect him.

So, I didn't go to the hospital the next day.

Because he had a lot of work on hand, it was already more than ten o'clock in the evening when he was busy and rushed home.

He just parked the car, dragging his injured leg, limping up the stairs, but suddenly, two dazzling lights flashed behind him.

He subconsciously turned back.

Just in the parking space not far away, there is a white Porsche.

The license plate number is no stranger to him.

"Wen Xiang?"

Li Kunyu was surprised.

He dragged his injured leg and stepped forward quickly.

At the right time, Wen Xiang slid down the window.

Li Kunyu held his hand to the door and looked down at him. "Why are you here?"

Today, Wen Xiang doesn't wear his sacred white long coat, but a delicate and elegant light gray suit with outstanding and precious temperament.

With his thin glasses on the bridge of his nose, he has a gentle and ascetic temperament.

He glanced at Li Kunyu's injured leg and said, "come and change your dressing and get on the bus."

Li Kunyu was flattered. "It's just a small injury. You don't have to be so polite."

"In case of infection, it's not for fun. What's more, your injury is still due to me. I have an obligation to... "

"Good, good!"

Li Kunyu knew that he couldn't say it. He waved his hand, called to stop and said, "I won't get on the bus. You come down. Anyway, you've come. If you don't want to give up, you can sit upstairs for a while! I'll make you a cup of Kung Fu tea. Let's go

Without waiting for Wen Xiang's permission, he turned around and dragged his legs to the corridor.

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