Little one tears the villian's script

Script Chapter 3:

After the doctor's examination, he was also confused.

Jin's previous life body characteristics were not obvious anymore. He just hung himself with one breath. He made his family members mentally prepared again and again, but he didn't expect that his condition would get better when he turned his head.

After thinking about it, there is only one explanation for the amazing resilience of young people. It's just amazing. Now the doctor is still dreaming.

"Your son is okay now. Take a few more days of rest and he can be discharged from the hospital if there are no other complications. Don't do vigorous exercises at this time to prevent the wound from opening."

Jiang Xiumei's tight string finally loosened, nodding her head repeatedly.

After the doctor left, Jiang Xiumei couldn't help wiping her tears and said, "I won't allow you to mess around with your brothers in the future! It looks so scary, fortunately God bless you, otherwise your life will be hard to save!"

Jin muttered in a low voice: "Mom, you misunderstood me this time. I didn't make a fool of myself, nor was I with—"

"No fooling? Not fooling around?" Jiang Xiumei was so angry that he wanted to beat him, but she didn't really start because he was a sick person. "When you recovers, you will go home with me. Lisa will wait at home alone. What about us."

Jin didn't dare to say anything, so he closed his mouth obediently.

He suffered a 10-centimeter hole in his stomach and a hole in his head. The doctor said that he had just finished the operation and had to walk around a little bit so that the wounds would not stick together.

Jiang Xiumei wanted to take him around, but Jin refused, pushing the car with the IV bottle, clutching his belly and walking around outside the ward.

The resilience is amazing.

Had it not been for his walking posture, he would have seen nothing from his appearance.

Jiang Xiumei was a little relieved, and finally had the mind to do other things.

Thinking of lisa, who was at home alone, Jiang Xiumei called her.

"Little girl, are you obedient at home?"

Lisa was holding the microphone in her small hand, and hearing her grandma’s voice, her eyes were bent into crescents, “I’m obedient, I got up by myself today and washed myself. I also tied two small pulls, and I want to tie two more. One, but I didn’t stretch my hands long enough. The grandma next door gave me two wowotou in the morning, but I didn’t finish eating. I had a bowl of gruel and a bowl of pickles at noon."

Lisa obediently reported her "itinerary" for the day. After speaking, she twitched her nose and asked, "When will uncle go home? I miss grandma."

But only four or five days, lisa felt that a long, long time passed. The system told her that this is called living like years.

New year lisa didn't know, she only knew that grandma and uncle would not come back, and she would cry at night when she went to bed.

She also didn't want to sleep with the neighbor's grandmother, she could sleep alone, and wanted to sleep in the small bed her uncle gave her. You can roll from the head of the bed to the end of the bed alone.