In the same room, Gu's ejaculation was different from that of others.

The potted plants are trimmed, and the beds are covered with brand new ones. The incense burner is placed on the coffee table, and the fragrance is slowly emitting.

Gu She sat down at the table and poured two cups of tea leisurely.

If the bandage on his arms was too eye-catching, Tao Mo almost thought they had not left Tan Yang, and Gu She invited him to play chess as usual, and he came to the appointment as usual.

"You have something to worry about?" Gu She pushed one of the cups to the other side of the table.

Tao Mo hesitated for a while and finally sat down on the other side of the table. "No."

Gu Shedao: "Lying."

Tao Mo stammered and couldn't speak. He always had nowhere to hide in front of Gu She. Lao Tao's words became his knot in his heart. Although he repeatedly convinced himself that Gu She was Gu She and Gu She's father was Gu She's father, whenever he made excuses to escape, his father's death with hatred appeared before him and called him.

"What did Lao Tao say to you?" Gu She frowned almost invisibly. Tao Mo's reaction was slightly beyond his expectations.

Tao Mo raised his head in panic, "How do you know..."

Gu Shedao: "It has something to do with me?"

Tao Mo opened his eyes in panic and did not dare to look at him.

Gu Shedao: "Because I am Gu Xianzhi?"

Tao Mo was stunned, wondering what he meant?

Gu She slowed down and said, "You don't have to claim that I am Mr. Gu, call me Xianzhi."

Tao Moxin couldn't help but dance wildly. He said silly: "My name is Wuwen." He never thought that his words were so ridiculous. Although he was not the same big word, he called Wuwen.

Gu She didn't care and called out in a low voice: "Wuwen."

Tao Mo's face turned red, he looked down at the teacup, "Xianzhi."

"It is normal for friends to call each other's words." Gu Sheman thought casually, "We should be friends, right?"

"So, of course." Tao Mo couldn't help but feel excited. I thought that Ming Cuiju had first met, he was like stars holding the moon, standing proudly in the crowd, he was deserted in the dark, and was invisible. The two were like bright moon and the faint fireflies, the sky was different, how could they expect to be able to have fun and be friends with each other today?

Gu She asked faintly: "Is that true?"

The sentence "is it" echoes the previous "lying" and it is like a basin of cold water that makes Tao Mo feel cold all over. He holds the teacup tightly with his hands, and the water in the cup is swaying gently.

Gu She lowered her eyelids and slowly got up.

Tao Mo's heart tightened and blurted out: "Your father..."

Gu She paused slightly and asked calmly: "How about my father?"

Tao Mo's throat seemed to be stuck, and after a long time, he said, "If your father knew you were injured, he would be very worried."

Gu She glanced at his face gently, "Is this what you want to say to me?"

Tao Mo felt that his head weighed a thousand pounds. He wanted to slap it, but he was afraid that after slap it, he would never get up again.

"I haven't contacted my father for a long time." Gu She said slowly, "I'm injured or not, whether he knows or not."

Tao Mo listened in a daze.

Gu She said, "You are my friend, but that's it." He originally wanted to say that he didn't have to worry about others, but when he thought of Lao Tao and Yiyu, he felt a move in his heart, and the second half of the sentence finally gave up.

Just that?

Could it be that he and he are just ordinary friends. Since they are ordinary friends, they naturally don’t have to involve each other’s family background, and they don’t have to mind both parents.

The pottery and ink tasted all kinds of flavors in my heart, and I couldn't tell whether it was joy or sorrow.

He didn't know how he got out of the room or how he got back to the room. He only saw the bed and fell down.

I don’t know how long I slept, but Hao Guozi’s voice swayed beside her head like a mosquito.

His eyelids weighed a thousand pounds, and it took him a long time to slowly open his eyes.

"Young Master!" Hao Guozi looked worried and reached out to touch his forehead, "Your forehead is so hot."

Tao Mo blinked and was thinking about what he meant, when he saw Hao Guozi jumping up and running out.

He was left in the room.

Tao Mo turned sideways, pillowing his hands under his neck, and then he realizes that his body is astonishingly hot.

Could it be that you are sick?

He sat up restlessly with his elbows on his back.

"What are you doing when you get up?" Lao Tao pushed open the door, strode in, went straight to the bed, touched his forehead, "It really burned."

Tao Mo whispered: "I'm fine."

"Lying down first." Lao Tao pushed his shoulder and let him lie down.

Tao Mo was originally not as strong as him, let alone being sick? He could only lie down.

Lao Tao helped him tuck the quilt.

Tao Mo secretly glanced at him, "Today, Gu She asked me..."

"Okay." Old Tao interrupted him lightly, "You don't have to think about anything at this time, just take a good rest."

Tao Moben didn't know how to speak, but after hearing what he said, he just went downhill and shut his mouth.

Lao Tao sat beside his bed and looked at him worriedly.

In a trance, Lao Tao's face overlapped with Master Tao. I remember that when he was young, he was sick, and his father sat on the bed to take care of him. He lost his trust since childhood, and his father never married him again. Until he was six years old, his father should have his own control over his food, clothing, housing and transportation. It was only later that his father's business grew bigger and bigger, so he had to hand it over to others. Even so, his father often asked questions and never neglected him.

Thinking of the past, tears fell from Tao Mo's eyes.

Lao Tao frowned and said, "Is it uncomfortable? If you bear it, Hao Guozi will come back soon."

"Yes." Tao Mo agreed with a strong nasal sound.

The door was knocked twice.

Lao Tao asked, "Who?"

"Gu She."

Old Tao looked at Tao Mo hesitantly and said, "Please come in."

The door was pushed open, and Gu Sheqingya's figure appeared in Tao Momu's vague vision.

"I'm sick." Tao Mo whispered, "Don't get close to you, so as not to get infected."

Gu She glanced at Lao Tao.

Lao Tao said: "I am a martial arts practitioner, and my body is naturally much better than that of ordinary people."

Gu She slowly approached and said lightly: "I'm still young."

Lao Tao: “…”

Gu She walked to the bed, looked down at Tao Mo, stretched out his hand, and pressed it on Tao Mo's forehead.

Tao Mohong's face was so red that it was about to burn. It was obvious that Hao Guozi and Lao Tao had touched his forehead, but they didn't make him blush and his heart beat like this.

Gu She turned to hold his wrist.

Tao Mo shrank, but was still pressed down.

It turned out to be taking the pulse. Tao Mo didn't know where the disappointment in his heart came from.

Lao Tao looked at Gu She and let go of her wrist, saying, "How?"

"I feel weak, think more." Gu She frowned, "I need to be cared for."

Lao Tao said: "How to recuperate?"

Gu Shedao: "I have to consider it for the first time I see a doctor."

"For the first time?" Lao Tao thought again. As a person as Gu She, he was afraid that he would not take the initiative to take the pulse and treat others.

After a while, Hao Guozi and Gu Xiaojia invited the doctor in.

When the doctor saw them, he said in surprise: "Why are you again?"

Lao Tao said in confusion: "Really?"

Gu Shedou: "My wound is about to change the dressing."

The doctor said, "I'll help you change it later." He walked to Tao Mo's bed, lowered his head to take his pulse, let go of his hand for a moment, and said to Hao Guozi, "You grind the ink for me, and I'll prescribe it."

Hao Guozi responded softly, took out the doctor's four treasures in the study, and grind the ink without saying a word.

The doctor was impatient and took the pen and flew on the paper without waiting for him to grind the ink well.

After he prescribed the prescription, Hao Guozi was about to take it, but was snatched away by Gu Xiaojia.

Hao Guozi said in shock: "What are you doing?"

Gu Xiaojia handed the prescription to Gu She, "Young Master, please check it out." From what he saw just now, Gu She was interested in that prescription. This was a good time to make meritorious contributions. How could he miss it?

Gu She glanced and nodded.

Only then did Gu Xiaojia give the prescription to Hao Guozi.

Hao Guozi snorted coldly, "It's inexplicable." He pulled the prescription back and turned to grab the medicine.

The doctor helped Gu Ying change the dressing.

Tao Mo suddenly said to Gu Xiaojia: "Have you been invited by the lawyer?"

Gu Xiaojia slapped his mouth, looked at Gu carefully, and shook his head.

"Why?" Tao Mo was anxious and wanted to sit up. Old Tao quickly pressed and held him down.

Gu Xiaojia said: "I don't know either. It is said that this is what Mr. Yishou means."

"Mr. Yidai?" Tao Mo's heart was cold. If Mr. Yidai was unwilling to help, it would mean that half of the lawyers in Tanyang County would stand by and watch.

"There is Lin Zhengyong, isn't it?" Gu She said in a shocking voice.
Chapter completed!