- inside the apartment-
the sound of boiling water came from the kitchen, as well as the sound of gu yuan opening the iron can of tea leaves. at this time, duan yinuo was sitting quietly on the sofa, looking at the person sitting on the single sofa diagonally opposite her from time to time.
he was on the phone.
" ... yes, i've already reached the apartment with him. don't worry, it's just a few stitches on my arm. it won't affect my normal life. i can even climb buildings to lift iron and carry gas cans. "
duan yinuo frowned. lift the iron? carrying gas cans? this was his brother?
"don't worry, he's doing well. i'll take care of him."
"da bao is asleep?"
……
through his phone call, duan yinuo vaguely knew what had happened just now. it was probably gu yuan's friends who had found out that he had removed his stitches today and celebrated with him. they had posted it on their wechat moments and his brother had seen it, so they had come to beijing overnight.
