Now that we're in a book, isn't it reasonable to use some cheats?

Chapter 170 Brother, You Will Be Honest If You Hang on the Wall

"Brother, are you sure the third leg is okay?" Su Ning glanced at his pants, his legs were in this state.

It's hard not to guarantee that there are problems with the legs as well.

Du Changlin: “…” Why is she so concerned about whether she can do it?

Not your husband.

It’s okay if he’s a husband, but they are just senior and junior brothers who are not very familiar with each other.

"Let's not talk about this." Regardless of whether he could do it or not, Du Changlin felt that it was inappropriate to discuss this in front of a girl.

It just doesn't work.

His eyes were tangled: "Junior sister just said that I can stand up?"

He knows his own body.

It had been getting worse over the past few years, but it stopped getting worse last year. I can't feel anything at all, it's like I'm useless.

It's not that he gave up on himself.

But when a healthy person becomes like this, he or she will more or less become inferior, especially when he or she has someone he or she cares about.

"..." Su Ning gave him a meaningful look. A man is a boy until he dies. Is he ready to work hard to develop in a healthy direction?

She didn't answer.

Instead, he asked a puzzling question: "If Second Senior Brother gets better, will he go to Senior Sister's place every day?"

Now I go there every day in a wheelchair, just like punching in at work.

Not to mention completely fine.

"...No." Du Changlin looked embarrassed and refused to admit it.

Is he that obvious?

Su Ning responded with a look that said 'Do you think I believe it?' This dog-licker is hopeless, and his disabled legs are just an appetizer.

If he doesn't wake up, he will suffer the consequences.

"I think..." Su Ning paused, looked at him earnestly and said, "Brother, you will be obedient if you hang on the wall."

“……?” What’s hanging on the wall?

Du Changlin realized belatedly that she was probably talking about the portrait.

This……

"Junior sister, are you cursing me?"

"Oh, Senior Brother is quite smart."

"..."

Seeing that he was doubting his life, Su Ning decided not to tease him anymore and changed her tone to a serious one: "Senior Sister, this is not your lover."

"..."Du Changlin didn't say anything.

Whether he is a good man or not is not within his consideration.

She continued, "Senior Sister is beautiful, has high cultivation, and has many suitors. There is no doubt about that."

"Then, Junior Sister, do you think Senior Brother has a chance?" Du Changlin asked.

"..."Su Ning's breath was choked.

This is crazy.

It's like talking to a cow. She really wants to use her size 78 shoes to wake him up. He is not only a bootlicker, but also a love-brained person.

This kind of thing can only be solved by changing one's brain.

She forced a kind smile and said, "Brother, women are the cause of trouble. If you continue to be stubborn, you will be hanged on the wall sooner or later."

"With my body, I think it would be nice to hang it on the wall."

“……” She couldn’t bear it.

Su Ning put a sack on his head, kicked him a few times, and cursed: "I told you to be love-brained, I told you to like hanging around."

Why didn't he just hang himself and ascend to heaven immediately?

I originally wanted to give some advice, but it turned out to be counterproductive?

Du Changlin looked at his junior sister and gave her a kind smile.

Then there was darkness.

Then he seemed to be kicked a few times, and his first reaction was that he was kidnapped, but the voice scolding him seemed to be his junior sister.

He was exhausted both physically and mentally, and inexplicably felt amused: "Junior sister, if you want to kick me, you don't have to cover your head, just kick me straight."

She kicked and ran away.

He can still chase after her while carrying his wheelchair? That would be too much for him.

"No, I can't do it when I see your dead face."

"..."

Kicking him isn't enough anymore.

Su Ning used her eighteen massage techniques to give him a good beating. Just as they said, his legs were numb no matter how hard he was hit.

He can't feel any pain.

I guess even if their legs were chopped off, he wouldn't even frown.

"..." She was puzzled. That wasn't right. The book clearly said that he had a chance to stand up. Was it words to comfort the readers?

Or is the problem in the legs?

Pulling off the sack on his head, she was greeted not by an angry face, but a smiling one: "Brother, you are hopeless."

When someone hits him, he still greets them with a smile?

If anyone dared to hit her, she would throw him into the ditch. She realized that he had problems not only with his legs but also with his brain.

"We can still rescue it."

"..."

Not in the mood to go shopping anymore, Su Ning pushed the idiot to his own yard, just about to leave him behind and go about her own business.

Du Changlin called out, "Junior sister."

"What are you doing? If you have something to say, hurry up and fart." Seeing him now, Su Ning wanted to kick him a few times: "Don't delay me from picking up men."

"Pick up men?" Du Changlin looked strange.

It seems that what the master said is right.

The relationship between her and Haitang is unclear.

Su Ning said bluntly: "Why are you looking at me like that? Are you only allowed to be men and not women to flirt with men?"

You say you.

Not only is he a bootlicker, he is also a top-notch love-brained person.

"...I didn't say no." He was convinced today.

I didn't have this feeling before.

Because the junior sister just took his wheelchair and didn't say anything to him the whole time, and he was forced by the master to return to the wheelchair.

Just throw it in there and that's it.

"Then shut up."

"..."

Unable to bear seeing him look so lonely, Su Ning was afraid that he might not be able to bear it and bite his tongue to commit suicide, so she took the initiative to push him into the room.

By the way, be a good person and take off your pants.

"Junior sister, what are you doing?" Looking at her dirty hands, Du Changlin's heart trembled and he grabbed his pants tightly.

Su Ning was puzzled: "How can you go to bed without taking off your pants?"

She meant entirely well.

He actually reacted like this, as if he was afraid that she would molest him.

"No need, I can do it myself." Du Changlin was traumatized by her. Normally, he never saw his junior sister being so active.

It seems that taking off pants is more positive...

"Oh..." Su Ning was not in a hurry to leave. Instead, she just crossed her arms and watched him quietly take off his pants and get on the bed.

Du Changlin saw that she was still here.

He looked slightly embarrassed: "Junior sister, you can go back now."

"Kick me out after you're done using me?"

"Brother, that's not what she meant. It's..." He couldn't put it into words. After reflecting on it, he realized that this was indeed what she meant.

Seeing that he has not taken any action.

Su Ning came over and dumped him on the bed like a wheelbarrow dumping pig manure. Without saying a word, she said, "If you can't get on, don't force it."

Du Changlin threw himself on the bed.

"Junior sister..."

At this time, Su Ning thought of something: "Brother, I learned acupuncture from an old Chinese doctor some time ago, which can cure legs."

Damn old Chinese doctor.

She read in a book that acupuncture can cure various leg diseases, so she wanted to give it a try.

"Is that old Chinese doctor reliable?" Du Changlin turned over and looked at her with questioning eyes, but in his situation.

You can only treat a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

When he saw his junior sister take out a needle thicker than her finger, he panicked visibly: "Junior sister, I don't think disability is a big deal."