298, Zhan Jiu Banquet, You Make Inscriptions
This sentence instantly made Si Xia's pretty face turn red.
This guy, do you want to be so explicit?
She felt like her face was about to catch fire, "Ayan, you... the injury on your leg is very serious. The doctor has repeatedly warned you not to use force. Otherwise, the wound will burst and there will be sequelae."
After hearing the word "sequelae", Zhan Jiuyan finally became a little more honest.
Feeling the man's big hand withdraw from her waist, Si Xia was about to let go, but the next second the man directly grabbed her arm and pulled her.
Si Xia jumped on his chest.
She looked up at him in confusion, "What's wrong?"
Zhan Jiuyan leaned close to her ear and whispered four words, "You're up there."
Si Xia's whole body froze, and his head felt as if there was an electric shock. His pretty face turned red for a second, "Zhan Jiuyan, you have to push further!"
After saying this, she pushed the man's arm away, stood up and ran away.
As soon as he took two steps, he heard a painful groan from the man behind him.
"What's wrong?" Si Xia was worried that he had accidentally pushed his wound just now, and quickly turned around to check.
Who would have known that as soon as he returned to the bed, he would be grabbed by the back of his neck and kissed again and again.
"Well...you liar..."
Si Xia was about to struggle when the man suddenly let go of her.
"Don't let me touch you. Just let me kiss you. Otherwise, if I do something, don't regret it."
With one sentence, Si Xia successfully stopped all his struggles.
After Zhan Jiuyan's kiss, he still didn't want to let Si Xia go.
I hugged her for a long time, and then fell into a deep sleep.
Si Xia gently let go of his hand and was about to go out to get a glass of water when the doctor came in and said, "Thank you for your hard work, Miss Si."
Si Xia was stunned for a moment, "It's not hard on me. It's all thanks to you that Ayan can get better this time."
The doctor shook his head, "He woke up from the anesthesia. It was the most painful moment just now, so he kept pestering you and making trouble."
So that’s it?
Si Xia turned around and glanced at the sleeping man.
There was fatigue between his brows and eyes.
No wonder he, who has always been a maverick, turned out to be so boring today...
This guy was so uncomfortable and didn't say a word.
Si Xia's eyes were sore and she felt even more distressed for him.
After the doctor examined Zhan Jiuyan, he warned, "Mr. Zhan's condition is probably stable, but the wound should be more painful in the past few days, especially when changing dressings. Therefore, he has occasionally been in a bad mood and sticky in the past few days.
People, you need to comfort me more, you know?"
Si Xia nodded quickly, "I understand."
Because of the pain, Zhan Jiuyan woke up after sleeping for two hours.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he subconsciously looked towards the head of the bed.
But Si Xia was not seen.
He sat up quickly, and this movement immediately involved the wound on his thigh, which caused him to break out in a cold sweat.
"Are you awake? Why are you still moving? Did you get a wound?"
At this time, a worried voice came from the door.
Zhan Jiuyan turned around and saw Si Xia walking over carefully carrying a soup cup.
As I got closer, I saw the tension on the man's face that had not completely faded away. "What's wrong? Does it hurt?"
Zhan Jiuyan would not admit that Si Xia was not there when he opened his eyes just now, which made him feel flustered for no reason.
So, I lied casually, "I'm hungry."
Si Xia's eyes lit up and he smiled sweetly, "I knew you would be hungry when you woke up, so I went to the hospital to borrow the kitchen. This is the chicken soup I made for you. Drink it while it's hot."
She sat down and took a spoonful of chicken soup to the man's mouth.
Zhan Jiuyan frowned, "I hurt my leg, not my hand."
The implication is that he can do it himself.
Who knew that Si Xia pretended not to hear at all, "I promised the doctor that I would take good care of you. Open your mouth and try my skills."
Zhan Jiuyan glanced at her, opened his mouth in response, and took a sip.
Si Xia's eyes widened with anticipation, "How does it taste?"
The fragrance is rich and the taste is very good.
The man was duplicitous and deliberately teased her, saying, "It's just normal."
"Average? This is the chicken soup I've been simmering for two hours! How can it be average!" Si Xia said, bringing out another stir-fry, "Try this."
Zhan Jiuyan took a bite and said, "It's okay."
“How about trying this dessert again?”
"good."
Si Xia's cheerful little face finally couldn't bear it anymore and collapsed.
She pouted.
Good guy.
She worked hard for two hours, almost cutting off her fingers when chopping vegetables, and even getting splashed with oil when cooking.
The result was Zhan Jiuyan's evaluation of "average, okay, okay". Is it okay for a saint to have a good temper?
"Are you angry?" Zhan Jiuyan looked at her, "Didn't you say that you promised the doctor that he would take good care of me, but you can't stand such a little grievance?"
The expression on Si Xia's face stiffened, "Huh, I'm not that stingy! Since you don't think it tastes good, I'll just stop making it next time."
"How dare you!" Zhan Jiuyan scolded her, "You don't even know who I am doing this for."
Si Xia pursed his lips and smiled, reaching out to pinch his face, "Okay, I know you were injured because of me. Then I will study it carefully tomorrow, and I will definitely satisfy the bellicose young master. It's okay, right?
?”
This action caused Zhan Jiuyan's expression to change and he grabbed her arm.
Si Xia was startled and thought he didn't like him touching her like this.
Who knew that the man pulled her hand down and asked, "Why is it hurt?"
Si Xia glanced at the mark on the back of his hand and said nonchalantly, "Oh, I accidentally got splashed with oil when I was cooking. It's okay."
Zhan Jiuyan's face darkened, he leaned over and took out a stick of ointment from the bedside table.
While applying medicine to Si Xia, he said disgustedly, "You're so stupid. You'll get hurt even if you stir-fry."
Seeing the man's disgusted expression but worried look in his eyes, Si Xia felt sweet in his heart, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
"Who would feel sorry for a fool?"
"You!"
Zhan Jiuyan was speechless.
After giving the medicine, he said, "Starting tomorrow, there is no need to cook for me."
"That's okay, you're not used to hospital food." Si Xia refused seriously.
After he woke up, she saw him eating the meal brought by the nurse. He frowned after taking one bite, and the look of disgust should not be too obvious.
Although he disliked the food she cooked, he still ate a lot of it.
"But you are so clumsy. I'm afraid that if you eat a few more meals from you, you will just take yourself to the hospital and lie down. Then I, a patient, will have to take care of you."
Si Xia was about to say something, when Mo Biao opened the door and walked in, "I advise you to let Si Xia continue to cook for you! You are so seriously injured, and she doesn't find anything to do every day.
All that's left is to think about your injury, isn't it uncomfortable?"
Zhan Jiuyan frowned, "Didn't anyone teach you to knock on the door when you come in?"
Chapter completed!