Sweet Pet Dog Abuse Law

When I woke up, I felt my head was covered, "Uh..."

"Wake up." Chu Mu asked in a low voice while sitting by the bed.

"It hurts..." Zhang Mian frowned when he couldn't move. He sat up with Chu Mu's help and whispered, "Why am I here?"

Chu Mu looked at him: "Ask knowingly."

Zhang Mian lowered his head and stopped talking nonsense, "My face hurts."

"I'll give you some more medicine." Chu Mu sat closer and gave him the medicine carefully.

Because he was too close, so close that he could see the man's distinct eyelashes, Zhang Mian sighed a little that his brother was really good-looking, handsome, and only when he looked at him would he show a gentle expression, which made him once pride.

Feeling a little embarrassed, Zhang Mian said: "If I were a woman, I would definitely marry you brother."

Unexpectedly, the child could speak, and his hand slipped to the surface of the cracked lips, and it was too late to stop.

"Hiss." Zhang Mian had a headache, a sore face, and a sore mouth. The three pains fit together with the irritating tears. He buried his head in Chu Mu's neck and dawdled lightly, "I don't want to apply the medicine anymore, it hurts too much."

Chu Mu put his hands on both sides without moving, and when Zhang Mian felt better, he raised a hand along his back to comfort him, "What's going on?"

Zhang Mian muttered, "It was the police chief's son who bullied my buddies. Wang Jun and I got into a fight because we couldn't see it, bro!" He became excited as he spoke, and continued to say, "Let them bully the fat man. Serve it right!"

Chu Mu smiled: "Aren't you afraid that grandpa will scold you?"

"If grandpa scolds me, I will beat him too. Fatty can't bully anyone except me and Wang Jun."

After this fight, their friendship would become stronger. Chu Mu let him lie on the bed while he peeled apples.

The old man naturally couldn't see being bullied for this precious grandson. The old man rushed back in the afternoon when he got the news. He was pushed into the ward and saw the scene of Zhang Mian pestering Chu Mu to eat apples: Pingguo, his grandson stared at Chu Mu's hands treacherously.

"Where is the injury!" Mr. Zhang was out of breath and said without much majesty.

Seeing him coming, Chu Mu stood up respectfully and called out, "Grandpa."

Zhang Mian immediately collapsed back: "Grandpa, my whole head hurts."

Mr. Zhang rubbed his hands in distress, to see what his face looks like. On the way here, he heard someone report the situation in school. Zhang Mian was not to blame for the fight. He was sent to the hospital for no reason. ...

"Xiao Mian suffered from heat stroke, and with head and abdomen injuries, the doctor said to rest for a while." Chu Mu handed the apple to Zhang Mian, and was pinched by no surprise. He turned his back to the old man and smiled back.

"Grandpa, can I go home first?"

Mr. Zhang's old face turned fierce: "Did you enter the hospital on purpose?"

The child was so angry that he snorted and turned over and ignored the old man. It was obvious that he drew his sword to help when he saw injustice. This was a good deed to protect his brother.

Chu Mu took the wheelchair from the nanny and said, "It's because he suffered from heat stroke. Xiao Mian has never suffered from the sun since he was a child, and because of his young age, this sun exposure is more serious than others. The injuries on his head and abdomen It's all secondary."

"Okay, I will waive this military training for you, but I will hire a tutor for you in one month."

Zhang Mian lifted the quilt: "What lessons are you making up?"

"All." The old man said with a calm face. His grandson's grades are too bad, and he doesn't even have a specialty. In other words, he is a young master who lives at home and waits to die.

"Oh." He didn't dare to argue with the old man, Zhang Mian knew that the old man meant what he said, and he had to think carefully about finding a tutor for him to make up lessons.

Eating and waiting to die has been brought into full play by the young man. Before he could say a few words, he patted his stomach and began to fight his eyelids. The old man took a few glances and turned his head, saying to Chu Mu who was following: Take Xiao Mian home for nothing serious, the hospital smells bad."

"I'll take him back this afternoon," Chu Mu said.

So far, a middle-aged man has been guarding the door of the ward, and Mr. Zhang waved when he saw him.

Zhang Tianguo went over to take over with a low eyebrow, and Chu Mu sneered: "Hello, Uncle."

"Yes." Zhang Tianguo replied lazily without even looking at it, his eyes were all on Mr. Zhang.

After sending the old man to the car, Zhang Tianguo looked melancholy, "Xiao Mian is so lazy, Dad, what should I do in the future."

"I think it's pretty good. I said I would give him extra lessons and he didn't make a fuss. After all, he has grown up. Don't worry about my grandson. Why do you want to accompany me to see Xiaomian today? I want to see that he is still alive." No?" The old man seemed to have no idea that this man was his son.

Zhang Tianguo's complexion suddenly turned ugly, "Dad, I'm also his uncle after all, please take care of me."

"If you are concerned, don't say anything else. I have a headache. Driver, let him get off at the intersection ahead."

"Dad, you're not going back to the villa?"

"My grandson is not feeling well, can I stay with him for a few days?"

Zhang Tianguo laughed a few times, humiliated by being driven out of the car, watched the car go farther and farther in sight until he couldn't see it, he spat on the ground: "Immortal thing, partiality!"

Zhang Mian subconsciously felt that this sleep was extraordinarily full and full. After being scratched awake, his face still had an obvious sense of confusion. Chu Mu asked him to sit up and helped him put on his shoes and socks: "What do you want to eat at night, you can start now." Tell Aunt Su to prepare."

"No." Zhang Mian shook his head lightly, the orange light became a bit dazzling, he opened his palm to cover his nasal voice and said, "I like to eat all the meals Aunt Su cooks."

Chu Mu pulled him out of bed, and shook him a few times when his feet touched the ground, "I can't sleep anymore, or you won't be able to sleep at night."

Zhang Mian rubbed his eyes with his hands, and the gauze around his head was uncomfortable: "When will I start making up lessons? Grandpa has been pushing me so hard recently."

The man paused, and a deep voice sounded above his head: "What did he tell you?"

"Ask me if I want to work in the company. How old am I? I haven't had enough fun yet, so I will be tied up in the company, and I won't do it." Besides, the company is not empty, and Chu Mu is worth ten.

After a while, Chu Mu said: "You are not young anymore."

While in the car, Zhang Mian began to sleep again. When he woke up, he was already at the door of the house. He could see the old man reading the newspaper through the window of the living room outside. Chu Mu took him in, greeted him, and sent him to the bedroom first. Zhang Mian could not The person who calmed down was lying on the bed, Chu Mu held his hand and said in a low voice, "Grandpa is down there."

To be honest, Zhang Mian muttered to himself, "I'm really uncomfortable and I'm not a fake illness." Sure enough, the unexpected injury came and made me happier. I had to ask Wang Jun how they were doing, he didn't I forgot that I was injured by rubbing against him. Wang Jun is the main leader, so the strength of the fight is great. Besides, the fat man doesn't know what to do with his fat body. After thinking about it, he opened the video while the man was away, and agreed within two strokes. .

"How are you hurt?"

"I'm not injured at all. My mother forced me to do military training in the dormitory again. You don't know. The instructor just stared at me to find fault when you weren't here. I didn't even eat half a candy for a day." The fat man looked very painful, At this time, Wang Jun smiled next to him, with a dot on the corner of his mouth, and said, "It's nothing serious, but it's a little uncomfortable to be criticized when school starts."

Zhang Mian raised his head to see that the door was closed, and quickly sat up and said, "Isn't that man the son of the police chief, and he was also criticized?"

"That's right, let me tell you that Wang Jun's family is really powerful. His eldest brother stopped at the Academic Affairs Office. Oh, you didn't see it. The third is to report criticism and it's okay, and the grandson is to punish him."

Zhang Mian blinked, "Brother Jun, who are you?"

Seeing that the address had changed, Wang Jun rolled his hair and smiled and said, "My brother-in-law's family is four generations of military officers."

Feeling sleepy again, Zhang Mian lay back and said, "Let's see each other in a month. My grandfather said he would give me extra lessons, and military training will be waived."

"This is my own, look at my mother." The fat man felt uncomfortable and couldn't eat any snacks.

Wang Jun slapped it up: "Okay, you can do it. Zhang Mian's grades are all red lanterns. Why are you No. 4 in the province?" After speaking, he frowned at Zhang Mian, "Make up for it at home, after the military training We are going to take the fourth grade exam, so don't cry and retake the exam."

"Level [-]..." Zhang Mian hurriedly turned off the video and downloaded a dictionary of vocabulary under the quilt. Hehe, he couldn't read any of them. Maybe his English level should have stayed at the junior high school level, and he didn't learn it in high school.

Wait, what level is his brother?seems to have forgotten...

"I'm so bored, I have to take the exam at the beginning of school." Zhang Mian complained dissatisfiedly, closed his eyes and began to sleep, "I will study tomorrow, today I am a patient." Self-comfort is very effective, and people lose consciousness after reading it a few times .

Chu Mu came up very lightly. He looked at the cell phone on the quilt and took it to the small desk. His whole face turned dark red due to the heavy sleep. He gently pulled the blanket and sat on the side of the bed, holding the The ointment was applied according to the doctor's instructions. In addition to bruises, there were large areas of peeling on the corners of the mouth, and cracks appeared on the cheeks as if they were changing seasons. It seemed that he was born to be a son. He massaged his hands from his cheeks to his mouth, and the boy opened his mouth slightly. Perhaps because he felt the strangeness, he stretched out his tongue and licked it, and immediately frowned and muttered: "It's not delicious."

Chu Mu stretched out his hand and smiled, bent down and gently stroked the smooth chin of the young man with the back of two fingers, in a low voice that no one could hear clearly: "I raised him."