There are a lot of examination items, and it was tossed in the morning, but fortunately, the results were gratifying, Yu Jiuan did not have too serious injuries on his body, but in the end, the doctor took the blood test results and said to Han Jinxiu that she was in poor health now, so she should pay more attention and so on.

In the end, the doctor also prescribed some oral medicine for anemia, in fact, Yu Jiuan might not take it when he took it back, but Han Jinxiu still took it.

The menstrual period has not passed, and the toss from the first day to the present made Yu Jiuan slump on the sofa as soon as he returned to the house, weak, dizzy, and very uncomfortable.

Before closing her eyes, she was still hazy and thought, Nate said that she wanted her to be obedient today, what did she want to listen to, so she thought about it and fell asleep in a daze.

Han Jinxiu just went to the kitchen to cook a porridge, but he didn't expect that when he returned to the living room, Yu Jiuan was already sleeping very deeply.

He frowned and stood in front of the sofa with a low eye, sweeping her still swollen face, and only after a long silent sigh did he bend down and pick her up and send her to the bed in the bedroom.

Yu Jiu'an had a lot of injuries on his face and body that needed to be rubbed, and he moved as gently as he could to remove her clothes.

Then he saw her scarred body.

In the past, when he was distracted, most of them were in places where the light was not clear, and he didn't look very carefully, but now when he looked closely, in addition to the new injuries, she also had some old scars on her body.

His eyes darkened, and he opened the ointment to medicate her.

……

This sleep was very heavy, more than two o'clock in the afternoon, Yu Jiu'an woke up, stretched his waist and pulled the wound, she wrung her eyebrows and gasped in pain, and before she could ease up, she heard the sound from the kitchen.

The kind where pots and bowls collide.

She rubbed her eyes and got out of bed, and when she walked to the kitchen, her eyes widened, and the black miasma inside was like a fire scene, and Nate was standing in front of the natural gas stove in a cloud of oil smoke, holding a frying spoon in one hand and a mobile phone in the other.

"How can you look at your phone when you're stir-frying?!"

She exclaimed, took a few steps over and quickly turned off the fire, and glanced at the pot again, it was so dark that she couldn't even make out what it was.

He was pushed by her, looked a little annoyed, and said confidently: "How do I know how to fry without looking at my phone." ”

“……”

She pointed to the pot, "What the hell?"

He also glanced at it, his eyes moved slightly, but his expression did not change, "Chicken." ”

Yu Jiu'an: "......"

I can't really see it.

She glanced to the side, and in addition to some chopped bamboo shoots that had not been put into the pot, there were two plates, one with pasted beans, and the only one left that barely looked past was filled with cabbage.

Nate reached out and pushed her aside, "You go and drink the porridge to cushion your stomach, and then take the medicine first." ”

"You can't stir-fry like this......"

She raised her hand to grab the frying spoon from his hand, but he blocked it.

"It doesn't matter, I'm just playing, and when you take the medicine, I'll take you downstairs to eat." ”

She choked on the fumes and sneezed, and he continued to push them out.

She glanced around the kitchen and saw a large pile of ingredients and spices on the table.

She usually doesn't cook at home, most of the time she doesn't eat out or take-out instant noodles or the like, and there is nothing to cook in the house at all.

Even this set of kitchenware was provided by the landlord.

Her hand against the wall, "Play with how much you bought?"

She didn't hear an answer, she heard a sneeze from the man behind her, and she laughed and turned to look at him.

He touched the tip of his nose with his fingers, frowned and turned up the range hood fan, and when he turned around, she was still looking at him and laughing, "What are you laughing at." ”

She smiled even more happily, "How long have you been smoking here?" ”

He said, "You go out." ”

"I don't," she seemed a little proud, and threw herself around his waist, looking up and asking, "These dishes are fried for me?"

He was silent for a few seconds, as if he had suddenly lost his temper, "You are not feeling well, why don't you hurry up and drink porridge and take medicine?"

"It was uncomfortable, but you healed it. ”

She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips, then let go of him, turned around and took a pair of chopsticks to taste.

He was stunned in place for a few seconds, and when he saw that she was about to pick up vegetables, he reacted and quickly stopped.

"Don't eat it, I'll take you downstairs to eat later." ”

"You let me taste it. ”

"Don't. ”

The man was very decisive and quickly picked up the two plates, and actually threw them all into the garbage bag, and even the plates were not spared.

She was dumbfounded, "Why did you throw it!"

He threw it because it was too unpalatable, and he tasted it himself, but he didn't say it, just urged, "Go and drink porridge and take medicine, you have to listen to me today, how many times do you want me to say it." ”

She bit her chopsticks, hateful, and finally moved her eyes to the side and lit up.

The black chicken that had not yet come out of the pot was steaming, and she took a step and quickly took a piece and put it in her mouth.

Then he frowned.

Han Jinxiu was speechless, and took out a tissue and put it to her mouth, "Spit it out." ”

She shook her head, and after the hot time, the taste of diced chicken finally infiltrated her taste buds very complicated.

There's a reason for the darkening, it's all soy sauce flavor.

Her face wrinkled.

Han Jinxiu's face was darker than that of chicken, looked at her, and finally crumpled the tissue and threw it in the trash, turned around, and said stupidly, "I told you not to eat it." ”

She said, "No, I ...... it because it was so delicious."

"Stop talking, get out. ”

The man's handsome face was irritating, he had never done such a thing for anyone, and he failed the first time he did it.

He raised his hand to clean up the displacement platform that looked like a post-war scene, and his soft body was pasted behind him.

She wrapped her hands around his waist from behind, her face pressed against his back.

She said, "I love it when it's unpalatable, thank you, I'm happy." ”