The white calf didn't hear clearly. He stood in the living room and asked, "what? Can you make a fucking noise?"

"Zong, San, ye..."

The white calf took out his ears and his voice was loud, "Oh, you said the third master. He didn't do anything. The doctor is showing him his waist."

After the end of the call, Bai Yan and others in the living room invariably cast attention to the white calf.

The white calf explained in embarrassment: "brother Bai, it's tiger's phone. He said Sister m wants to know what Zong San Ye is doing..."

Hearing the speech, Su Mo smiled but didn't speak. Bai Yanyang's lips continued to smoke. Only Zong Zhan still drank beer with a straight face.

Xi Luo, who was in the suburbs, didn't know that the white calf had sold her out completely.

At half past five, Bai Xiaohu and Xi Luo went back to the foreign house.

Walking into the living room, Xi Luo swept the rest of the light at will and just caught the back that disappeared at the entrance of the stairs. It seemed that she was still wearing a white shirt.

She stopped and squinted at the second floor, "can he walk?"

Bai Yan and Su Mo raised their eyes with the sound, and their expressions were puzzled, "who?"

Seeing this, Xi Luo thought she was wrong. Without saying a word, she walked to the sofa and sat down. She stared at the little white shoes covered with soil and began to be in a daze.

When Bai Yan and Su Mo met, their eyes were full of fun of watching a good play, "do you really want to stay in bed for three months?"

Xiluo didn't move, but her ears stood up.

Su Mo nodded in response, "don't underestimate the serious injury of the lumbar vertebrae. Once treated improperly, he may not be able to walk normally for the rest of his life. Staying in bed for three months is the most conservative way."

Shiloh: "??"

What she said yesterday to frighten Zong Zhan became a prophecy?

"Do an operation?" Bai Yan continued to ask.

Su Mo shook his head in embarrassment, "not now. At least wait until a month later."

The living room was quiet for three seconds. Xi Luo got up on her knees and floated up the second floor like a wandering soul.

She really didn't expect zongzhan's back injury to be so serious.

Su Laosi is a surgeon. His words can't be false.

....

Half a minute later, Xi Luo knocked on zongzhan's door.

Maybe her state of mind changed. The moment she knocked on the door, her heart began to accelerate.

"Enter."

The man's low voice came through the door. Xi Luo restrained herself, hung up a light smile as usual and went in.

"Zongda..."

Before the latter words were finished, Xiluo fell into silence.

How to put it?

Zong Zhan in her impression is indomitable and domineering, especially in the camp. The image of a tough man is becoming more and more popular.

Therefore, Xi Luo has never seen such a tragic side of zongzhan.

Miserable enough to make her uncomfortable.

On the bedside table were fried rice that had not been eaten, a corner of the blanket hung on the ground, and the bare back waist was still pasted with reddish gauze. It was obvious that the wound was bleeding again.

Xi Luo pursed her lips and went over. She picked up the falling blanket. As soon as she raised her eyes, she saw Zong Zhan frowning uncomfortably, "what's the matter?"

"Drop in." Xi Luo dryly threw out two words. Even if his mood was affected, his speech and behavior were still very irritating.

Zong Zhan put his face on the pillow, raised his eyelids and looked at her, "drink water."

Xiluo sat down by the bed. "No, I'm not thirsty."

Zong Zhan closed his eyes and jumped several times in his temples, "bring me water!"

Who let her drink water!

A wolf in the heart and a dog in the lung!

Xi Luo gave a cry. Just as she reached out to the table, she found that there was nothing on it except rice bowls.

She looked around. There was no bottle of water in the slightly messy room.

Xi Luo curled up her fingertips and her voice was light and cool. "Haven't you drunk water since last night?"

"Can't you see?"

Xi Luo said to wait, kicking away the broken glass at her feet as she walked, and hurried downstairs.

Zong Zhan's deep eyes flashed a shallow smile, turned back and pressed twice on his back waist, and blood bubbled out.

He just looked at whether the woman had a heart or not.

Zong Zhan probably spelled it. He withdrew his hand and couldn't help laughing when he saw the blood on his fingertips.

For a woman, he began to sell miserably. He's really promising.

Zong Zhan doesn't understand why he did this, but it's certain that Xi Luo is the first woman he instinctively wants to protect.

It's just a man's desire to protect women.

Zong Zhan is very clear that this has nothing to do with his career. He always has a task. He shoulders the responsibility and mission of the country and can't live up to the blood of the army.

But protecting Xi Luo is his reckless choice. The two have very different essential differences.

Zong Zhan also wants to find out what he thinks about Xi Luo.

From the beginning of spitting and contempt to the present protection and pursuit.

Xi Luo broke many of his principles. As long as she stood where she was, it was like a magnetic field to him, attracting him involuntarily.

Then the magnetic field that attracted him returned.

After only two or three minutes, Bai Yan and Su Laosi all followed.

Behind him were four people, ox, tiger, mouse and rabbit, each with something to work in his hand.

Brooms, mops, rags, and a box of mineral water.

Xi Luo went back to the bed and sat down. She crossed her legs and said, "clean up."

The four men of niuhu pika rolled their sleeves and began to work.

Xi Luo sipped her lips with satisfaction and looked at Bai Yan. She was very impolite, "help me find a nurse and I'll pay for it."

Bai Yan leaned against the door frame and smiled softly, "aren't you ready-made?"

Xi Luo stretched out two fingers, "Yan Meng m, nurse Xi Luo, choose one of two."

Voice over, I want her to be a nurse. Yanmeng m wants to find another job.

Everyone except Su Mo knew it was impossible.

Yanmeng m holds more than half of the overseas business, as well as the industries divided up by yanmeng Q Ye Jing.

Besides, she has a mascot behind her.

Bai Yan pushed his cheek, smiled and scolded, took out his mobile phone and made a phone call.

The nurse's problem is solved every minute.

And then, when Xi Luo looked at Su Mo again, her tone eased a lot, "old four, help him dress up again and bleed again."

At this point, everyone understood.

Xi Luo is supporting zongzhan.

Maybe he thought Bai Yan had treated him badly, or maybe a strong man had been sick like a mountain. Xi Luo's maternal power suddenly came up and some ignored it.

In the final analysis, no matter how heartless a woman is, there is still a pure land and tenderness invisible to outsiders at the bottom of her heart.

Zong Zhan is a tough man. He is suddenly injured and can't walk. The huge contrast between the front and back inevitably inspires Xi Luo's... Maternal love.

Now Zong Zhan is no longer a fast Tibetan Mastiff in Xi Luo's eyes, but a teacup dog that needs careful care.

As dusk fell, the room was as clean as new and the paramedics were in place.

Xiluo is carrying bone soup and sitting by the bed to feed zongzhan.

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