"What's wrong?" she asked with concern, raising her eyebrows.
"Yu, do you want my life?" Cheng Milo rubbed his back with his backhand and bared his teeth.
"Stop pretending, I'm not trying hard enough." Shi Tianyu disagreed.
"Xiaotian, I don't think Luo is pretending. Look, he's sweating coldly." Qin Shanuan was as careful as her hair. She wanted to pull off Milo's clothes and look at his back, but she was grabbed by Shi Tianyu, who had a bright eye and quick hands.
He stopped and said, "You are not allowed to lift a man's clothes casually."
"How could I just lift it up casually? Luo is not someone else." Qin Shanuan retorted unconvincingly. To her, Cheng Milo was also her younger brother.
"That's not allowed." Shi Tianyu turned around and glared at her, not allowing her to have any objection. Then he opened Milo's coat, and Qin Shanuan couldn't help but exclaimed.
"What happened?" Shi Tianyu asked in a deep voice. He saw that most of Cheng Milo's back was bruised, and some places were a little swollen.
Cheng Milo smiled bitterly and shook his head: "It's nothing, I was hit by a lamp while working."
"Have you been to the hospital?"
"It's a small injury. Go to some hospital." Cheng Milo pulled off his clothes and said, "It's okay, it's just a bruise. It will be fine in two days."
"Is everything really okay?" Shi Tianyu frowned.
"You should at least apply some medicinal wine." Qin Shanuan suggested, "It's a pity that Xiaotian doesn't have it here."
"It's really not necessary. Let's solve my food and clothing problem first. I'm starving to death." Cheng Milo smiled and walked to the dining table to sit down. "Let me have a home-cooked meal and everything will be fine."
"Then let's eat. I'll serve it for you." Qin Shanuan first served Milo a full bowl of rice based on the principle of putting the injured first, "Can you still hold chopsticks? Do you want me to get you a spoon?"
"Thank you, sister. It feels good to have sister taking care of you." Cheng Milo responded with the most charming smile.
"You're welcome. She just likes to be someone else's sister. You just give her a great opportunity." Shi Tianyu opened the chair and sat down.
"Yeah, I just like being a sister, how about it?" Qin Shanuan gave him a face.
"Not very good, serve rice." Shi Tianyu handed the bowl to her, "Sister."
"What?" Cheng Milo, who was swallowing a big mouthful of diced chicken, was so frightened by Tian Yu's name that he almost spat out his food. This was the first time he heard him call Qin Sha Nuan sister.
"You're injured, it's best not to eat spicy food." Qin Shanuan reminded Cheng Miluo calmly, filled the rice bowl and handed it to Shi Tianyu, "Eat more, I don't know if you like it or not."
"It's so delicious, it's so delicious that I almost want to cry." Cheng Milo hated himself for hurting his right hand.
"If it's delicious, eat more." Qin Shanuan looked at Tianyu with a smile, "What do you think?"
"It's okay." Shi Tianyu said calmly.
"It's okay?" Qin Shanuan pouted in disappointment, but then smiled with satisfaction: "It's good if you can say it's okay. I will work harder next time."
"Sister, don't listen to Tianyu, he is in the midst of blessings and does not know his blessings." Cheng Milo comforted her.
"Are you in a dangerous situation and don't know what's going on?" Shi Tianyu warned him vaguely. "Do you want me to inform Duoduo that you are injured?"
"Eat, eat." Cheng Milo immediately lowered his head and stuffed his mouth with food. It was better not to say anything!