Although it is an enemy army, it is ultimately a human life.

In her last life, she really killed a lot of people with blood on her hands.

But isn't payback for her?

Why report it to her innocent brother?

The more I think about it, the more angry Song is.

Gu Qiang came in with his food and saw her sitting in front of the bed, thin and sad, his heart sinking.

“I made you porridge myself.” Gu Zhiwen said.

Song Li raised his head and looked at Gu Xiao in a complicated way.

Gu Zhuang smiled at her, “What's wrong? ”

She is angry now, and Gu Qiu knew long ago that her brother was being held in a psychiatric hospital without telling her.

Had it not been for that accidental encounter, she thought that her brother should have been cut to death in a psychiatric hospital.

When she saw him, when she saw the scars on his arm and shoulder, she cut her heart.

Qi said it would be safe to send him to the ranch, and now he's lying in the hospital.

He knew long ago that she was Banderchan's daughter, but he kept it from her.

Song had no worries about her lips and her face was faint.

How could Gu Xiao not know she was angry?

He put it down, stood behind her, his hands gently resting on her shoulder, "No worries, I understand your mood. ”

“You don't understand.” Song no worries laugh: “My mood, you will never understand. ”

“I don't confess to you for a reason, don't be angry with me.” Gu Jianhua's eyes were deep and deep.

“If you don't send Jianning to the ranch, he won't get hurt. ”

Gu Zhuang smiled helplessly, “Why don't you think about it? How could he have been found with leukemia so early if he hadn't been injured? ”

“ …… ”

“Leukemia is pretty scary, not every patient survives surgery. Some of the discoveries were late, and the next day on the third day they were gone, and there was money in the bone marrow, and none of them could be operated on. ”

“ …… ”

“Anyway, isn't it good that the surgery is successful now and that he can take good care of himself in the future and live healthy lives? ”

“Don't say that again.” Song was a little upset to hear.

“Drink porridge.” Gu Huanxiao's soft voice, with a hint of determination: “No matter how bad you feel, you have to drink porridge. ”

Song is not worried and is not a three-year-old child. She knows that if she is in a bad mood, she needs to eat.

She reached out and grabbed the food box, "I'll feed you. ”

Song looked at him with no worries: “I'm not broken. ”

In one sentence, he said, glancing at his eyes, a moment of stunning, heart, pulled.

Song Wuxi took the box and ate it herself.

Gu Zhuang circled the tail of the bed and sat down in front of the other bed.

He looked deeply at Song Li Xiao and laughed bitterly. "I lost to you. ”

Now he's scared she's angry to ignore him.

This feeling is quite unpleasant.

Song looked at him without worries and drank porridge.

White porridge, paste.

She frowned, "Yuck. ”

“Pastoral pots don't work.” Gu Qiu said.

“Why don't you tell me about your technique, but off? ”

“Am I that stupid? Not even porridge. ”

“As it turns out, the porridge tastes like paste. ”

“Eat paste too.” Don't be mad at me, honey, okay? ”

Song glanced at him with no worries. “If you talk again, I won't eat. ”

The Red Fruit threat, but Gu Shu surrendered.

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I really want to write about Song no worries, ignore his anger, and abuse him. Forget it, I look at Less as my own husband. I love my husband so much, how can I abuse my husband? Even if he's wrong, love him so much, he'll be tolerated. Better spoil it.