Chapter 83: Is the wound sterilized?
"No, it's just a casual remark."
Meng Yi'er buried her head and continued to eat, and the attraction of food to her at this moment was immeasurable.
"I've never cooked for someone else...... "But, I'm willing to do it for you."
Yan Yichen frowned, and the unfinished words were never spoken.
Perhaps, it's because I'm afraid of rejection.
Meng Yi'er felt a trace of disappointment inexplicably, he barely squeezed out a smile and continued to eat with his head down.
Others?
Is it referring to yourself?
"Well, it's really delicious, you send me a location, I can go eat with Mingxin when I go back, she must also like the taste of this restaurant."
Meng Yier couldn't help but admire again.
After so many years in the United States, she really hasn't eaten such authentic Chinese food for a long time.
Seeing that she was eating very fragrantly, Yan Yichen smiled lightly, and his heart was filled with unprecedented satisfaction and pleasure.
"The next time you want to eat it, you tell me, and I'll take you there."
"That's too much trouble, and besides, I don't want to go out with you anymore."
Yan Yichen raised his eyebrows and looked at her suspiciously.
"Why?"
"Why? Have you forgotten what you have experienced today? ”
Meng Yi'er raised her head and looked at him with a little surprise in her eyes.
Perhaps, as a star, this kind of thing has long been commonplace.
Yan Yichen was slightly stunned, then shook his head with a chuckle.
"By the way, how's your hand?"
Suddenly remembering that his wrist was injured in the pet hospital to save her, Meng Yier looked at his wrist with a nervous expression.
At a glance, he saw two band-aids on his wrists, covering the wound.
"It's fine."
Yan Yichen glanced at his wrist lightly and continued to eat.
"Is the wound sterilized?"
Yan Yichen raised his head, "......"
"Your wound needs to be disinfected, it will be inflamed if it is stained with water and not disinfected, and if it is inflamed, it will be troublesome."
Yan Yichen was slightly stunned, he really didn't think about it so much, after taking a bath, he felt that the wound was red, swollen and painful, so he found a band-aid and pasted it directly.
Disinfection, such a small wound, he naturally won't care.
"It's a little injury, it's not necessary, right?"
Meng Yier put down the chopsticks in her hand and said seriously:
"Why is it unnecessary, I fell into the water today, I don't know how dirty the water is, it is easy to infect the wound."
Before she could finish speaking, she stood up, took his other hand, and walked to the couch.
"Sit down—"
Meng Yi'er ordered, and the soft voice had a tone that could not be denied.
Looking at her extremely serious appearance, Yan Yichen was slightly stunned, and Cen Bo's lips slightly hooked up a subtle arc.
Her commanding tone.
It made him feel surprisingly comfortable.
He obediently sat down on the sofa, looking at her dark eyes gloomily.
Meng Yier knelt on the carpet under the sofa, carefully removing the band-aid from his wound, the blood of the wound had stopped, some red, swollen and white, slightly inflamed.
Looking at his wounds, thinking of his desperation when he saved her, Meng Yi'er's heart seemed to be suddenly pulled by something, sore and painful.
She became more and more unable to understand the man in front of her.
Since they met, she has learned about his arrogance and arrogance.
To her, he was inexplicably bullied many times.
Such a man is obviously allergic to cats, but he will still try his best to take care of stray cats. will also save her regardless of his own safety.
What kind of person is he?
Let's say it's a gentleman, but sometimes his behavior is not a gentleman's doing.
Let's say it's a hooligan, he kissed her twice and it was a special case.
She obviously hated him.
However, why has she not resisted and disgusted him recently?
On the contrary, there is a different and strange feeling.
Lowering her eyes to examine the wound, Meng Yi'er spoke softly.
"Some inflamed ......"
She gently lifted his wrist, brought it to her lips, opened her lips slightly, and blew gently, like an orchid.
"Where's your medicine kit?"