God-Level Choice

Chu Feng shook his head, there are some things he can't share with Liu Yun: "I'm sorry."

Liu Yun smiled blankly: "What happened? Why are you suddenly sorry? I am here, and you are not alone."

Chu Feng didn't speak, the atmosphere was very silent, so silent that Chu Feng suddenly wanted to get rid of his defense and sleep well. He still doesn't know what to say, and the lower back is tight. Liu Yun has hugged him and walked towards the sofa.

Chu Feng didn't struggle, the other side gently placed him on the soft sofa, squatted down and took off his shoes.

"Don't say it, don't say it, let's talk about it later." Liu Yun also has some secrets that he doesn't want to share with others. The strength to bury these secrets comes from the pride and stubbornness of the male species. He didn't want 570 to be forced to ask the truth. Likewise, Chu Feng should have his own space. Is he still not clear about the past? As long as he is in a bad mood, Liu Xiuchu and Liu Yun are fine.

Touching the soft and smooth hair under Chu Feng, they fell asleep almost at the moment they lay down the night before, and a shallow breath echoed in the lounge.

How tiring it is.

Liu Yun felt even more distressed.

From crashes caused by improper driving to crashes caused by braking, journalists who are afraid of being too aggressive will be pleased. There are too many plots to handle with artwork. How do you think a murder is more compelling than a traffic accident? All kinds of speculation has disappeared for a (cfcg) Liu time, and everyone has become Sherlock Holmes. Reports are not always the same

So the more interviews, the more bizarre the content. In the course of processing, the phrase "brakes are broken" has become "brakes are broken".

The difference here is too great.

Zhang Fei woke up six days later. He was stuck with a catheter inserted into a monitor, and the room was dead quiet, surrounded by baskets of flowers and fruit. Zhang Fei was seriously injured, and the pain of a knife-like saw in his bone marrow spread all over his body. He wanted to raise his hand to see his current state, except for the head, there was no other way to mobilize other muscles in the body.

The doctor is very sorry: "Mr. Xu, your spine is severely damaged. It may be difficult to restore function after the lower limbs and left hand. You will not be sedentary in the future, and you will not be too tired. Such a serious car accident. Fortunately.

The only right hand that can move is not the strength to lift it now. He could only let out an angry scream from his throat: "Go away! Go away!"

The beastly scream in the throat frightened the doctor, his heart was helpless. In order to save my ER colleagues for hours without rest, the fatigue after surgery is like fresh out of the water, even though I know the patients won't see them when they wake up. I'm grateful, but at this point, I still feel a little sad.

I don't want to end this game. Why am I not wearing a seatbelt? The lady in the driver's seat has a seatbelt and an airbag. Now that there are more fractures, the permanent damage may just be scars from stitched up large wounds. These celebrities don't look rich, and their personal qualities are really bad, not as good as the paramedics.

Paralysis means more than just his two legs.

When he was incontinent for the ninth time, Zhang Feifu stared at the ceiling, like gray, and felt that the new caregiver was turning over to scrub him. Both legs were hurt so badly that he clearly felt the limbs were still there, but the doctor was right. For a long time, he can back slowly, but only one right hand is left.

Catheters, oxygen masks, scrubs.

All these tortures made him see the moment he entered Liu Chuchu's gate, he just wanted to jump up and live and kill each other!

Liu Chuchu held a bouquet of white lilies, and the rich aroma spread from the door to the door. He stood at the door of the ward, with tears in his eyes, and his eyes slowly swept across Zhang Fei's body, as if he didn't dare to approach.

Tears fell from the eyelashes, across his pale face and condensed on the sharp jaw. .