Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

"Who told you to cut it?" Chu Li really felt that now, she is not on the same level as this woman, but she also plays some cows. They are obviously performing bone correction surgery, not amputation surgery.

They have been discussing it, and no one has said that she needs to amputate. How can she be treated as an amputation? These days, this woman still thinks that she has broken an arm.

"Isn't it?" Xia Ruoxin twisted his face again.

But Chu Li was actually crying and laughing.

"Look at it for yourself, have you broken it?"

Xia Ruoxin didn't want to see.

"Go and see for yourself," Chu Lu said, and sat aside, waiting for her to find out, anyway, now that, whoever said, she might not believe it, only when she saw what was true Will really know.

His arm is in.

Xia Ruoxin closed his eyes and pretended to sleep.

Chu Li also knows some of her temperament. In fact, no matter how strong she is, she can't bear the defects in her body. After all, there are some things that can't grow. He couldn't save Xiaoyudian's kidney, but it did save Xia Ruoxin's arm. At the very least, he wasn't really useless, was he?

And he stood up, opened the door and went out. In fact, he also left the quietness of this room to Xia Ruoxin alone.

When he left, Xia Ruoxin slowly opened his eyes.

She always avoided her left arm. And she always thought that it was gone, it was cut off, but Chu Lu told her that her left arm was still on her body.

From the shoulder to the arm to the wrist, there is a noticeable pain. This pain can't lie to people. This pain can't be faked. She twisted her face carefully and her eyes fell on her shoulder. , And then moved down. It turned out that a thick layer of plaster was applied to her shoulders. No wonder she could n’t move, and because she could n’t move, she always thought that her arm was gone because she could n’t. move.

The plaster had always hit her wrist, only her fingers were exposed.

She did not believe that she moved her hand, it would not be a fake hand.

One time, two times, she was trying, trying carefully, the little finger of her left hand moved, and then the forefinger, she could wave these fingers, so that her arm is still, really .

But what's going on, isn't that about amputation?

When Chu Li returned, she already had a bunch of perfume lilies in her hand.

The fragrance is not fragrant. He gave the flower to Xia Ruoxin. The seller of the flower said that it was very fragrant. It was placed in the ward. Within a short time, the whole room would be fragrant.

"Very fragrant," Xia Ruoxin sniffed again.

It is really fragrant, and no wonder, it is called perfume lily.

Chu Lu put the flowers in a vase. Every few days, he would buy a bunch of flowers back, knowing that she would like it, and from time to time, Xia Ruoxin would be dazed at the vase, and sometimes he picked it up, be careful I arranged the bouquet inside, but I was always afraid that these flowers would wither, and the flowers bloomed. This was an inevitable thing. Therefore, he always changed it after a few days of blooming. New, so no matter what time she sees, the flowers are blooming

It's like this bunch of lilies.

"How are you today?" Chu Lu sat down and asked her.

This is the seventh day of her operation.

"It's okay, pretty good," Xia Ruoxin slowly raised her arm. Although she couldn't move, she was sure that her arm was there.

However, she didn't know what it was until now. Why was the amputation performed obviously, but in the end her arm was not amputated?

"Chu Li, what's going on, my arm ..." She put her right hand on top of her left arm. "Isn't it about amputation?"

Chu Lu pulled her hand and put the milk she just cooked in her hand. "Rest assured, your arm is fine. At first you had to amputate. Later, I asked a few doctors to follow. They did you another operation. "

Having said that, he put his hand on Xia Ruoxin's forehead, and I finally returned your arm to you. Although I said that you would suffer a lot, but the doctor said that until you are fine, just stick to If you do rehabilitation, that arm will be the same as Cong, you can do a lot of things, and it will not hurt in the rain or rain.

Xia Ruoxin put the milk flower in front of himself, a drop of tears, and a drop of tears smashed into it, which also caused a slight ripple.

"Thank you, Chu Li."

Chu Lu's fingers on her forehead froze, thank you again, and Chu Lu again. It seems that the woman who called him Alu has disappeared again recently. He knows that they can't go back to the past. So, He's still not good enough, right?

Xia Ruoxin put the cup between her lips and took a sip. The rich milk fragrance made her taste buds enjoy. She actually knew the loss of Chu law, but she just wanted to make him guilty. It feels a little less, but now, in fact, they can be regarded as two clear, as for the other, she has not thought about it, after all, there are too many things between them.

However, she no longer had any complaints about this man. All the complaints, all the past, also disappeared, disappeared, and collapsed at the moment when he found him.

"Hmm ..." The door outside rang, and it was just right, breaking the atmosphere of silence between them.

Chu Li stood up and hit the door, and at the door stood a man wearing a long teal long trench coat. Nearly thirty years old, his features showed some maturity and accidents carved by time. The slightly raised lips seemed to be laughing, but they felt a little smile.

"You're here?" Chu Li gave way and let him in,

"Well, just happen to be free today, come and see." The man put the flower in his hand on the table, and then came over again, his eyes fell on Xia Ruoxin's body.

"Hello," he held out his hand to Xia Ruoxin, "I'm Mo Yan."

Xia Ruoxin also stretched out her hand and shook him, but she found strangely that there was a red thread mo Mo wrapped around her wrist, and there was a red bean on the red thread, which was half a red bean.

This is, acacia red beans.

Unexpectedly, there are still men who use this to make jewelry, but this red bean is familiar, but she has forgotten where she has seen it.

As for what he said, he said what he was calling.