Looking at her little red face, Murong thought of what happened just now. Her ears were red again, and she turned away the topic, "cough, how are the others?"
"I've already arranged to stay here. I've washed my lungs. It's almost enough to have a few days' conditioning in hospital."
"And the old man?"
"Your father is still in a coma. He is the most seriously injured, especially his legs. The doctor said that he may have a big problem, which may affect his walking."
The brow and heart of the wooden face were tightly tightened at once, "it may not stand up."
"It's just possible. It depends on whether he wakes up and whether his legs are conscious."
"Who's taking care of it over there?"
"The wood family. By the way, wood, what happened to you in the fire? Isn't there a housekeeper beside your father? How could it be so serious? "
"The housekeeper said it was to save Muhua."
"Ah, your old man finally has the consciousness of being a father, and even can save people at the critical moment."
"Wooden face wry smile next," probably be
"By the way, what about Muhua's asshole?" The wood looks angry.
"When you came out for a while, he came out with Fangke's body in his arms. I went to see him once before you woke up. He was so healthy that he was able to get out of bed. Despite the doctor's obstruction, he went back to Mu's house."
"Where are the flowers?"
As soon as the wooden face fell, I saw flowers appear in the ward with thermos pots. "Who thinks of me like this? I am here. "
"Are you OK, Duoduo?"
"Don't worry, you men are useless. You are all lying dead when you come out. My sister and I, together with the medical staff, carried you to the ambulance."
"Yes, you are much more useful than us, especially your family. It is a great contributor to this event."
If they didn't send the rope in time, a group of them would have lost their arms and legs if they didn't die in the fire.
"I get angry when I say the starting point. It's too slow. When I go back, I have to keep on training. Otherwise, I can't keep up with my rhythm."
"That's a dog. Don't ask too much." Murong said with a smile.
"Again, it's not a dog. It's a snow mastiff. It's very human."
"Well, take what you have with you and stop making trouble." Lu Nian shakes his head in a smile.
Duoduo hands the heat preservation box to Lu nianyi, "serve your man quickly, it's not pleasing."
"Orchids." Lu nianyi is going to fight for more.
Duoduo hurriedly hid behind the wooden face, "elder sister, am I still wrong about this? Brother wood, I'll tell you that when my sister saw you coming out, her tears fell. She was not reserved at all. She loved you so much. "
Wooden face's eyes are burning to look at Lu nianyi.
As soon as Lu Niang stopped talking, "rando, don't you talk nonsense?" Where she cried so much, she shed a few tears.
"I don't want to admit it. Anyway, many people have seen it."
One after another, they began to cut fruit in a fancy way.
Lu Niang poured out the soup of tremella and red dates, which he brought one after another, and handed it to Mu Rong. "Eat it."
"One by one, I have dislocated my arm." The wood looks pitifully at Lu nianyi.
"Not already."
"Isn't it still painful? I hurt a lot when I move
As if afraid of Lu Nian's disbelief, Murong flicks it gently, and then grins at Lu Nian.
Lu Nian can't laugh or cry at once. If you want her to feed you, just say it. It's childish.
"Go to bed and sit down."
"Oh."
Lu nianyi put a pillow in the back of the wooden face and raised the bed. He blew it every time. After tasting it, he would send it to the mouth of the wooden face.
"I can't see that our family can take care of people like this," Murong said
"I've seen so much. Adults do this when they take care of children."
"You take care of me as a child."
"Otherwise, you are so childish."
"I'm not naive."
"You are childish everywhere."
"What do you and dodo eat at night?"
"We also drink soup. Everyone has smoke. The doctor suggested that we drink more Qingfei soup these two days."
Murong smiled. "Then you take one bite and I take one."
Seeing his injury, Lu nianyi said, "OK."
One after another, she shook her head. How can we listen to this conversation? Both of them are in their twenties. She can't bear to say something nutritious.
Duoduo looks at the two of them like you and me. She takes a chair and sits by the windowsill to enjoy the scenery outside.
She suddenly thought of Ye Mu's words. Ye Mu said that only when she wants to fall in love can she feel that other lovers are cruel to her heart.
She wants to fall in love? It's impossible.
If her future boyfriend is like kimono, she will have goose bumps on the ground.
Mu Zhenhua woke up the next day. His toes were smashed. As soon as Lu Niang found his wheelchair, he pushed him to Mu Zhenhua's ward. The attending doctor should discuss with his family to determine the next medical plan.
The housekeeper is almost recovered and begins to accompany Mu Zhenhua.
"Say anything in front of me. Don't give me any words." Mu Zhenhua's calm way.
As soon as he woke up, he found his legs unconscious.
The doctor instinctively took a look at the wooden face, which said directly to him, "to be honest."
"Master mu, your legs are dead. You may not be able to walk normally in the future."
Mu Zhenhua can't help squeezing his fist. Does that mean that he has to rely on a wheelchair all his life?
"Is it no use having an operation?"
"It's not suitable for surgery at present, and it's not very useful for surgery. In the later stage, you can take care of yourself slowly. If you get better, you can also have surgery. But master mu, you should also be prepared for this psychological situation. Even if you can operate later, you will not be able to recover. " The doctor said all the possibilities.
Mu Zhenhua didn't say a word, his hands trembled under the sick clothes.
"Well, it's also a cost-effective thing to save a son with one of your legs. There's nothing to think about." The light wood road.
The housekeeper took a look at the wooden face. "Big young master, you..."
"Well, you all go out. I need to be alone."
"One by one, let's go."
Lu Niang took a worried look at Mu Zhenhua and pushed him out. "Wood, can your old man think of it? Would you like some consolation? "
Being unable to stand up is a great injury to people like Mu Zhenhua.
"No, if I comfort him, he'll make sure he can jump off the windowsill."
Lu Niang patted him. "When is it? You are still joking."
"The old man loves face so much, what he cares about most in his life is his face, his self-esteem. I comfort him more and more. The more he can't stand it, believe it or not. A few days later, he can go back to Mu's house in a wheelchair and continue to preside over the clan association."
"Really? It's not a small thing. Are you sure he won't be depressed for a while? " "Absolutely not. I know our old man."