Lantern: Behold the Bayonet

Han Director saw the eyes and South Korea, frowning, sighed: "Oh, ok."

When I entered the ward, I saw Chu Ci sitting on a shaken bed, tile my eyes in the eyes.

Han Demo suddenly surprised, he didn't see Chu Ci for a long time, and this child has been thin. It was a person who didn't have much meat, which is even more vastly into a skeleton.

Han Lao commander sour, the taste of the heart is difficult to say, he steps forward, go to Chu Ci, whispered: "Child, how, feel better?"

"It's still not yet dead." Chu Chen opened his eyes and faint.

Han Director didn't think it is a smile: "Your disease, what is your plan?"

"How to plan, isn't it a dead?" Chu Ciyi, "more, there is your son, this is afraid that I have said it is."

Han Demolver wrinkled, and he was still distressed his son. He couldn't help but aggravate some probes, but it was quite patience: "Xiao Chu, I know, it is our home. You are in the first. I am with your things and don't mention However, now, how do you say it is also a blood of my eldest son, I can have a father, I can come over, I'm not easy. "

Chu Ci looked at Han Demolver: "You are very difficult. But your good son is harmful to others, is not as good as death, I can also respect you is a elder, and it is very hard."

Han Direderade sighed, and I still want to say anything, but according to this situation, it is obviously not to talk. I originally want to laugh a "good powerful mouth", until I still endure, I only dropped the sentence "I can't live", and I pushed the door.

Everyone sees, so that Han Director is also persuaded that there is no fruit, but I have to hold my father with the old man.

Several nurse pushed the drug car to come to Chu Ci Hang, Han Yue looked at them, like suddenly what I think of, and I got a sentence to take care of people, and hurried home.

He all the way home, and took a straight kitchen. He sat in the pot to add water. A box is touched in the bedside table.

The inside is a ring.

It is a gift that he once wanted to give Chu Ci.

Han Yue took the two rings, and he was killed in his hand. The above contained his skin, but he didn't feel pain.

Waiting for a pot of porridge, Han Jue is busy, and the heat is poured into the insulation barrel, and the fire is rushing to the hospital.

At this time, Chu Chi has just hangs a bottle of water, and the needle is pulled, and it is close to the god.

But seeing that, unlike a sleep, Han Yue lights, walking, put the insulation bucket on the table next to the bed, poured a big bowl.

The sweet smell quickly drilled into the churi nose. He couldn't help but take a breath, open his eyes and looked at Han Yue.

Han Yue is red, holding a porridge bowl, like a big dog bear who steals honey, and looks also in Chu Ci and awkwardly: "Drink?"

Chu Chi is hard to laugh at him: "Drink, you feed me."

Han Yue, an excitement, I thought that I didn't sleep last night, I didn't sleep. But everything in front of you is very real, even if you don't bring it, he still almost fell to the ground.

Han Yue took a spoon, carefully wand a spoonful of a spoonful of sauce and then sent some of the Chu Ci. Slowly, a large bowl of porridge was actually eaten by Chu Ci.

Chu Ci is also a bit surprised, he has not had such a good amount of food for a long time.