Chapter 67: The Oncologist Is Talking to Me

He snatched away the kitchen knife, threw it into the corner of the wall with a "dang long", and shouted: "What are you doing!" ”

"I ......" I looked at his angry face, swallowing my saliva, trying not to shake my voice, "cooking, cooking......"

Five minutes later.

I sat down in my chair, opened the medicine box, and pulled out a band-aid.

I stretched out my hand and said, "I'll just come by myself." ”

He raised his hand, avoiding mine, glanced at me and said, "Stretch out." ”

I held out my hand to him and said, "Thank you." ”

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"Why are you in such a hurry all of a sudden?" I asked, "Do you think there's a bad guy in the house?" ”

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Still don't speak.

Well, I won't say anything about it.

Maybe it's just a nightmare......

Because he only had one hand, his movements were a little slow, but he still wrapped them smoothly.

I looked at my finger and said, "Thank you." ”

Fanhua's face slowed slightly, leaned back in the chair, looked at me and asked, "You can cook and cook, why do you stuff me with a pillow?" ”

"That's it...... Hold your hand. I said, "I'm afraid to press it." ”

Prosperity glared at me again: "It's too much." ”

β€œβ€¦β€¦ What did you misunderstand? ”

I'm stuffing a pillow, and it's not a dangerous thing.

Prosperous gave me a fierce look and said, "Get out." ”

I said, "I still have to cook." ”

"Go out and wait." He stood up and said, "I'm angry when I see you." ”

With that, he walked over and picked up the knife and put it under the faucet to rinse it.

I knew the smartest thing to do right now was to get out, but I stood still and said, "You don't think I'm going to kill myself, do you?" ”

Sure enough, the action of washing vegetables stopped, tilted his head slightly, and glanced over.

His gaze was so dangerous, I whispered, "Forget it, I'll go out ......"

"Come here."

He's still holding a kitchen knife.

I said, "No, I'll go outside." ”

"Come and crack the eggs."

I cautiously walked over, passed him vigilantly, opened the fridge, and took out the eggs.

Silent......

Prosperous skillfully chops vegetables, and sure enough, the size is the same, and he is a careful person.

I also beat the eggs carefully and was smart enough to stand on his left and keep a distance of more than a metre from him so that I could buy a little time when he suddenly went berserk.

Just thinking about it, suddenly, Prosperous opened his mouth: "Come here." ”

I looked at the knife in his hand: "What to do?" ”

"Let me come here." He raised his eyes and glanced over with a smirk, "I have something to say to you." ”

I said, "Just say it here, I can hear you." ”

Prosperity bit his lip.

I took a step back vigilantly.

Confrontation.

Suddenly, Fanhua threw away the knife and walked towards me.

I quickly turned around and ran, but he pressed me to the table and said, "Lying on my stomach." ”

Then, with a muffled sound, there was a burst of cold air on the left side of his body.

I didn't have to look up to know that he had opened the refrigerator door.

I'm in the corner of the counter now, and the refrigerator is on my left. So when he opened the door, the lower edge of the refrigerator door was almost rubbing my back.

So I couldn't get up at all, so I had to lie here and wait.

After a long time, Prosperity closed the door again and slapped me on the ground: "Get up." ”

I took one look and said, "I'll leave if it's okay." ”

But he didn't speak, he stuck behind me, stretched out his hand and encircled me inside, pulled out the board, rushed the ridge in his hand, put it up, and said, "Hold it." ”

Then he drew his cleaver.

I held the meat down and asked, "Is this what going to do...... Wait a minute! Not here, it's my hand ......"

How do you keep gesturing on my fingers!

"Add some bamboo shoots to make it fresher." As he spoke, the blade pressed down and pressed the Band-Aid on my fingertips.

I couldn't take it anymore, so I had to whisper, "Don't you ......"

"Just two."

The tone is serious.

I could only shake my head.

I'm not sure if he'll cut it down, after all, it's not the first time he's broken through my bottom line!

"That's one." Fanhua said softly, holding my hand, "Don't move, aim at the position, it's faster to get the knife up and down from the joint, otherwise it will be easy to suffer if you pull it around on the bones." ”

I suddenly got goosebumps: "Don't say it, it's terrifying......"

While shaking his hand away vigorously.

"Shhh

I couldn't help but stiffen, and when I raised my eyes, I saw that Fanhua was gritting his teeth with a white face, and then I looked down and saw that the hand I had just thrown away was his injured left hand.

I didn't know what to say for a while.

Although I touched his wound, it was not my fault, it was he who wanted to cut my finger first.

And although his left hand was released, the left side was originally a corner, and his right hand holding the knife was still in the way.

For a long time, Prosperity put down the cleaver.

I relaxed a little before he put his arms around my waist again.

There was an itchy touch on my neck, and it was the tip of his nose that pressed against my neck, inhaling deeply, and groaning, "I suspect the oncologist is scolding me." ”

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I didn't dare to speak, for fear that I would activate him with a single word.

"Actually, you're usually quite cold." As he spoke, he reached out and pinched my face and turned to face him. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at me and said, "It doesn't taste bad." ”

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I'm scared.

"Decide for yourself." He suddenly let go of his hand and picked up the cleaver, "Eat bamboo shoots or eat you." ”

I said, "Eat meat." ”

"The meat is not as tender as yours." As he spoke, he pressed down, and I could only lie down again, barely propping my elbows on the console, watching him pick up the whetstone, his voice was a little muffled in the sound of sharpening the knife, "Choose yourself, I won't force you." ”

Alas......

What else is there to think about this?

I put my hand on the board and said, "Let's eat the bamboo shoots." ”

"Okay." Fanhua said, raising his knife.

I quickly closed my eyes.

Be quiet......

Didn't you cut?

I opened my eyes.

Just in time, I saw the blade stop on my finger.

He pressed down, and I couldn't help but scream, and subconsciously clenched my fingers.

At the same time, the blade went down, slicing a thin ridge.

My back was soaked in cold sweat......

Fanhua put the spine on the board, lowered his head and bit my ear, "I'm so scared that my legs are weak." ”

I couldn't breathe well, I couldn't speak, so I simply leaned on the counter and buried my face in my arms.

After a long while, I suddenly heard the sound of knives being put on the board, and there was warmth on my cheeks: "Crying? ”

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"Alright." He rubbed his palms on my stomach and coaxed me to say, "Just tease you, can I still be real?" ”

I said, "Take your hands off ......."

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Not only did he not take it away, but he also poked in.

I grabbed his hand, looked up and said, "You just touched raw meat, there are bacteria, don't touch me." ”

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