While waiting at the red light, I originally wanted to drink some milk, but I accidentally found a pack of cigarettes placed on the passenger side, stuck in the gap between the seat and the backrest. Only then did I remember that Lu Yan came back to my car last time.

It was dropped when I didn't finish it.

Maybe it was some kind of hidden emotion in my heart, so I took one from inside and lit it for myself with the lighter next to it. I don’t smoke, but I smoked one or two before, when I first got married.

I felt so depressed that I wanted to die many times. I just couldn't bear it anymore and would touch this. But now I feel a little upset and click on it unconsciously.

The smoke was sucked into the lungs, swirled around and spit out. I didn't dare to open the windows very wide for fear of rainwater getting in. The smoke was good, and the Yellow Crane Tower cost hundreds of dollars a pack, and it didn't choke at all. I don't know.

Is it psychological comfort? After smoking a cigarette, I actually calmed down a lot.

When the car drove to the nursing home, I put my bag on my head and trotted inside. Yunyun was waiting for me at the door. When she saw me coming, she was anxious yet relieved and said, "Mrs. Lu, you are finally here."

.Go and see Brother He. He was always nice before, but these days he is not very willing to let me take care of him. He always loses his temper with himself, and he has lost a lot of weight."

I hurriedly walked to the room. He didn't raise his head at first and didn't know that I was coming. He said impatiently: "I don't need anyone to take care of me. Get out."

After hearing what he said, I closed the door and approached him and said, "Why are you so angry? It seems that you often bully other girls. I think the nurse is very conscientious. Why are you not satisfied?"

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"Why are you here?" My brother looked at me a little frustrated and said, "Did they call you?"

"What's wrong? Is there some service here that doesn't satisfy you, that's why you're so unhappy? Tell me, and I'll ask them to pay attention next time."

"No, it's just that I feel like a disabled person. I can't move my hands and feet freely. I have to be taken care of for everything. I really feel that I am so useless."

"There will always be a good day. I will definitely find a way to find a better doctor to perform the surgery. I will definitely be able to help you recover your hands and feet. Brother, but you have to control your emotions, otherwise you will scare the little girl."

good."

"Why would I want to scare her? It's too late for me to like her."

"Do you like her?" I asked, but my brother was silent. I thought to myself, no wonder he was so depressed. As time went by, he fell in love with her, and when he thought about his own state, he was even more concerned about his body.

Hate it.

After he was released from prison, his hands and hamstrings were cut off by his enemies. Since then, his legs and feet have been unable to move, and he can't even take care of the most basic meals. I know this is a major pain for him, and I have also contacted the local best

He is a good orthopedic surgeon, but he did not recover after the operation and remained the same.

His eyes were red: "Every time I see how beautiful she is, I think about how great it would be to have such a girl as my wife. But how can I match her with her? I hate myself for this virtue."

"Come on, brother, I feel so sorry for you to be like this. If you think you are useless, don't I think I am even more useless?"

He said no more words.

I comforted him a few more words, but on the way back, I secretly made up my mind to heal my brother's hands and feet, and not let him stay depressed like this for the rest of his life.
Chapter completed!