80’s Sweet Marriage: Struggle for a Good Life

Gu Yilan's face is not very good, it should be that he has lost too much blood and has not recovered.

Su Nuo felt distressed just by glancing at it, but her brother was here, and she couldn't rush in to ask for it.

I did not expect Gu Yanlan to slowly stand up and walk to the door with one hand on Su Yang's shoulder: "borrow your sister for a while."

Su Yang: "..."

"Brother, I will return to work directly in a while." Su Nuo was afraid of his brother to stop, and quietly pulled La Suyang's sleeve.

Su Yang secretly took a sigh of relief, and felt that the cabbage in his home was about to be cooked, and there was a feeling that the pig was walking on the ground.

Gu Yanlan hooked his lips, squeezed on Su Yang's shoulder, and whispered, "Thank you." Then he went straight out of the class.

Sunuo stared at his elder brother, showing coquettishness. It wasn't until Su Yang shook his head helplessly and smiled, then Sun Nuo turned to follow Lan Lan.

The two left the teaching building one after the other, and Su Nuo knew that Gu Yilan was planning to go back to the dormitory.

Going to no one's place, Sunuo stepped forward and gently supported Gu Yilan's arm.

"I'm not disabled." Gu Yanlan said so, but did not shake Suno's hand, but also deliberately slowed his pace to match Suno's pace.

"It would be nice to rest at home if the wound hurts." Su Nuo flattened his mouth, opened the door, and sent Gu Yanlan into the room: "You lie down here."

"You don't think I'm dead if I don't come?" Gu Yilan murmured again, "I haven't had breakfast yet."

Su Nuo knew for a moment that Gu Yanlan came to school because he was worried. Look at Gu Yilan's pale, almost colorless lips and turn to the kitchen.

"It's too late to roll out the noodles. I'll cook some porridge for you. The rest is in a thermos cup and you can still drink it at noon." Suno said as he mixed several kinds of miscellaneous cereals, preparing to make miscellaneous cereals.

Su Nuo soaked the rice and came back and asked Gu Yilan: "His face is so bad. Did the doctor prescribe the medicine on time?"

"No." Gu Yilan casually laid her two long legs on the coffee table: "Lying home for a day, much better."

I wanted to stay in Dongge for a few days, but Gu Yanlan, the doghouse, couldn't live anymore.

"I've never taken anti-inflammatory drugs!" Suno was a little shocked. Is this the rhythm of death? "Is the wound inflamed?"

Gu Yanlan raised his eyelid and gave Suno a glance, shaking his head: "I don't know."

"What did the doctor say?" Su Nuo asked suddenly what he thought of, walked over and squatted beside Gu Yilan, and stretched out his hand to lift his placket.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Gu Minlan flinched back, hiding from Su Nuo's hand but getting a wound, her face was a little whiter.

"You won't even go to the hospital to change medicine." Sunuo used an affirmative sentence, she felt that Gu Yanlan must not have gone.

"Uncle Chen's mouth isn't tight." Gu Minlan poked his lips and looked indifferent.

Uncle Chen is the driver who picks up Gu Minlan every day. If Gu Yanlan asked the driver to take him to the hospital, this would not be concealed.

Sunuo glanced at Gu Yilan and got up and went out.

Gu Yanlan froze for a moment, and his hand swiftly pulled Suno's wrist: "Why go? I haven't made breakfast for me yet."

Suno said deliberately, "I'm too lazy to care about you. The wound is inflamed and it is not far from death. What breakfast does the dead have? Three meals a day are saved."

Gu Yanlan didn't say a word, but held Suno's wrist tightly.

Su Nuo did not break away, looked at the grievances deep in Gu Yanlan's eyes, and sighed, "I'll buy you medicine."