Jia Qing's face was a little ugly, "Does it hurt?" She frowned.

Huo Chenghua shook his head and took Jiaqing to an apartment he bought.

Jiaqing helped Huo Chenghua into the apartment, and then closed the door.

"I said I'm going to the hospital, what are you doing here?" Jiaqing glanced around, isn't this the place where Huo Chenghua let her live when she first came to Jingchuan....

After so many years, there has been no change at all, whether it is the decoration or the facilities are the same.

"The hospital is inconvenient, just rub some medicine for me here, the wound is sewn up, and it has not collapsed." Huo Chenghua walked inside, took off his coat, and took out a small medical kit from the cabinet.

"Are you sure you have all the medicines you want to use?" Jiaqing looked at Huo Chenghua with a puzzled expression, "Are you sure?" ”

When she opened the medicine box, there was not everything she imagined, at most there were only a dozen bottles of medicine, so Jiaqing was a little suspicious.

After all, Huo Chenghua's injuries are no joke.

"These medicines are used to treat gunshot wounds or knife wounds, and they are very helpful for wound healing, not necessarily worse than those in hospitals." These medicines are all military medicines brought back by Huo Chenghua from the Southern District, and they are much better than the medicines in the hospital anyway.

It is best used by soldiers in case they are injured in the line of duty.

Jiaqing nodded, "I found a few bottles of medicine to heal wounds, I'll take them now." Jiaqing said as she took the medicine box and went to the edge of the sofa.

Huo Chenghua took off the clothes he was wearing inside, revealing the strong muscles inside.

Jiaqing just glanced at it, and her face immediately turned red, "Can't you pay attention?" ”

"It's your back that hurts, do you want to wear clothes and let you be drugged?" Huo Chenghua asked with a smile.

Jiaqing thought in her heart, it would be more inconvenient for Huo Chenghua to put on clothes, so she put the medicine box on the coffee table, "Lying on your stomach." Jiaqing said.

Huo Chenghua obediently lay on the sofa, his thick arms gently supported the sofa, and Jiaqing whispered, "Relax, don't exert yourself, what if the wound breaks open in a while..."

Huo Chenghua had no choice but to do nothing, a handsome face was attached to the sofa, and his eyes looked at Jiaqing intently.

Where has Jiaqing ever drugged people, he is completely unfamiliar with this kind of thing, and he still drugged Huo Chenghua....

Huo Chenghua didn't wear any clothes on his upper body, lying there like a beast just waiting to be fed.

Jiaqing's hand trembled, and he smeared the medicine on the gauze and smeared it full, then put the gauze full of medicine on the clean table, took out a pair of scissors to cut the bandage on Huo Chenghua's body, and cut it little by little, but it still hurt when it passed through the wound.

Huo Chenghua closed his eyes and gritted his teeth without making any sound.

Jiaqing stopped moving, took the gauze in his hand, and took a deep breath, "Does it hurt?" ”

"I don't feel it." Huo Chenghua responded, still with his eyes closed.

Jiaqing felt a little more comfortable in her heart, and regardless of whether Huo Chenghua deliberately said this to reassure her, she covered the wound with the face of the medicine.

"Huh...."Huo Chenghua frowned slightly, and one hand involuntarily clenched into a fist.

"Don't, don't push." Jiaqing grabbed Huo Chenghua's hand with one hand, "It won't hurt right away." ”

Huo Chenghua took a breath, "Bandage it." He said lightly.

Jia Qing then wrapped the gauze with medicine in a bandage.

Using scissors to cut the last bandage short, Jiaqing wiped the sweat from his forehead. "It's a test of skill." Jiaqing finally put down a big stone in her heart, "Put on your clothes, it's cold." ”

Huo Chenghua stood up, put his clothes on, and buttoned his shirt little by little.

Jiaqing looked at the small apartment, and the ghost went into the kitchen to turn on the gas to check if he could cook.

The gas is good, but this stove knows at a glance that it has never been cooked, there is no smell of oil smoke at all, and the kitchenware still exudes the smell that the kitchenware should have.

"Do you have any ingredients at home?" Jiaqing asked.

"Nope." Huo Chenghua walked in, "Let's go, I'll take you down to eat, what do you want to eat?" He asked.

Jiaqing hesitated, "I don't have anything I want to eat, but I really want to make it for you, why don't you go down and buy some eggs and noodles, I'll make egg noodles for you to eat." Jiaqing glanced at Huo Chenghua, and had a feeling that she was about to live with Huo Chenghua.

"Let's go down and eat." Huo Chenghua said inconsistently, he actually wanted to eat what Jiaqing made, but at the same time, he didn't want her to be so tired, so he had to sacrifice himself for others.

"Go down and buy it." Jiaqing raised her eyes and looked at Huo Chenghua, "The things outside are expensive and unpalatable, and the dishes in the restaurant are not clean..... Jiaqing said with a smile, went to the living room and took a piece of paper, a pen, and wrote something on it.

"What is this doing?" Huo Chenghua stood on the side, looking at Jiaqing one by one, and couldn't help but think in his heart, this word is really ugly, but he held back and didn't say it.

"Let's go down and buy some ingredients, I saw a vegetable market below before I came up just now, if you go to buy these things, you should be able to buy them soon." Jiaqing's eyes narrowed into a slit with a smile, and it was difficult for Huo Chenghua to refuse.

With a list of ingredients written by Jiaqing, Huo Chenghua went to the vegetable market.

There is always a fishy smell floating in the vegetable market, which is a fishy smell composed of the smell of meat, fishy smell and seafood smell mixed together, and there is also a smell of rotten vegetables and smelly meat.

Huo Chenghua frowned during the whole process, trying to reduce the frequency of his breathing, and he should practice holding his breath.

"Let's have some green onions." Huo Chenghua said.

The old aunt who set up the stall grabbed a handful of green onions in one hand, "How much?" ”

Huo Chenghua glanced at the piece of paper written by Jiaqing, which only said that he wanted green onions, but the specific amount was not written, "Generally, if others come to buy it, how much do they buy?" Huo Chenghua asked.

The old aunt said a local dialect in Jingchuan, "Young man, I usually buy green onions for one or two catties." ”

Huo Chenghua thought about it, so he asked the old aunt to weigh two catties of green onions for him, and the old aunt smiled and took the money in her hand, afraid that the bag would not be used, so she put another bag on the outside of Huo Chenghua's bag. "Slow down, young man!"

Huo Chenghua just took a step and opened the menu again. "Coriander, greens...."

Then he turned around and bought two catties of vegetables from the old aunt.

After taking the greens, he pointed to the celery on the vegetable stall and said, "Bring me two catties of coriander." ”

The old aunt nodded with a smile, and didn't care what Huo Chenghua said, according to the celery he pointed out, he weighed Huo Chenghua two catties of celery, celery is usually a difficult dish to sell, only people will buy a few when they cook fish, this young man buys two catties at once, the aunt is very happy, and her mouth can't close with a smile.

"Where does the young man live?" The old aunt grinned.

"It's around here."

"Come always when you're free, come always when you're free!"