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Chapter 1310
In the next few days, Jacob refused to take the initiative to eat.
The old man had to tell the doctor to inject him with nutrient solution. To sustain his life.
Then the old lady pondered over how he could make the baby grandson stand up again.
Finally, he sighed in frustration. The so-called heart disease needed medicine. Jacob fell because of Irene. If he wanted him to stand up, unless Irene returned to him.
But how is this possible?
Taohua County.
Irene was lying on the bed. The weakness of her body, the unfamiliar environment, and the mysterious young people who appeared from time to time made her feel uneasy.
Fortunately, there was a little girl who took good care of her. It’s just that the little girl is not very talkative, and Irene can’t tell their identity from her mouth.
On this day, the little girl helped her up, leaned her back with a pillow, and then fed her porridge.
The teenager suddenly broke in, holding thatch roots in his mouth, and cynically ridiculed: “You are cold to anyone, but you treat her as your mother. If you can treat me as half as good as her, I will also I’m satisfied.”
The thirteenth sister said with a black face: “Am I not good to you?”
Although she couldn’t speak sweet words, she didn’t fall behind in what she could do for him. Before his mission, he prepared all the hidden weapons and powders for him, just because he was afraid of a mistake.
The boy stretched out his injured leg and mumbled: “I am also injured, and I won’t see you serving me either.”
Sister Thirteen: “…”
On the day he came back, she personally checked him on his injuries and gave him a dressing. Isn’t this called waiting?
“How do you want me to serve you?”
“Just like serving her, feed me, take a shower-the shower will be avoided, but can you wash my feet?”
“Your injury is on your leg, and you, the injured, can come and go freely. Do you still need me to serve you?”
The boy clutched his heart, “My heart hurts.”
The Thirteen Sister turned her head and ignored him.
When a teenager talks about the advanced stage of tuberculosis, he feels uncomfortable when no one talks to him.
He jumped to the side of the bed with one foot, looked at Irene for a long time, and said, “This auntie, she is really beautiful and looks very gentle.”
He slapped his lips and said with regret: “It’s a pity that a woman with patterns was ruined like this by that man. She can’t talk and can’t move. What is this strange disease?”
Irene was slightly annoyed, and Brother Jue didn’t ruin her.
The thirteenth sister looked at Irene’s healthy and ruddy face, and said: “The inmates in the Military Intelligence Hall are mostly of this kind of disease. I heard the military doctor say that this is called physical disorder and it is caused by fright!”
The boy clenched his fists and said angrily: “Hmph, I know that man is a moral hypocrite.”
Irene frowned slightly.
The boy was slightly startled when he saw Irene’s frowning brows.
“Auntie, can you hear me?”
Irene sighed secretly, she would rather not hear.
The child had a lively temperament, but his words were poisonous, and his words made her feel uncomfortable.