After Haiyue thanked her, she took the towel and wiped the water from her arms and walked out.
"Madam, are you really okay?" Butler Li didn't move, followed Haiyue worriedly, frowned tightly. Uh... Do you want to call the young master to tell this?
but……
Butler Li glanced at Haiyue who was concentrating on flushing the water. Although he didn't know what happened, since the young master left angrily just now, would he be even more angry if he told the young master about this?
Or, don't say it?
The wife also said that she is fine, and...
Butler Li glanced at Haiyue who was taking medicine.
Moreover, the wife's hands did not look particularly serious, they were just red, without blisters or other symptoms...
Although he thought so in his heart, Butler Li's hand unknowingly reached into his suit pocket, took out his cell phone, and started dialing.
Haiyue heard the sound of Didi's phone buttons and raised her head, "Butler Li, who are you going to call?"
Butler Li replied reflexively, "Young Master, ah--"
Before he finished speaking, the mobile phone in his palm was robbed by Hai Yue.
"Madam?" Butler Li looked at the empty palm in a daze.
Haiyue deleted several numbers on the screen as if nothing had happened and closed her phone, "I'm fine... you don't have to call to notify him."
She had already owed Sikong Jingqiu enough, and Haiyue didn't want to bother him anymore. She could handle this little injury very well by herself.
Butler Li thought she was having a quarrel with Sikong Jingqiu, so he didn't continue to hold on. He bent over silently, took the phone back, put it in his suit pocket, and then said for a while, "Okay."
Haiyue lowered her head, carefully applied ointment on her red skin, and then wrapped gauze. After everything was done, she turned around and stared at the clean floor. After a while, she said, "Manager Li."
, Are there any remaining materials?”
Butler Li was stunned for a moment and immediately understood what Haiyue was referring to. He nodded, "Yes, I'll ask someone to send the ingredients to the kitchen and let them stew them again."
"No need." Haiyue turned around and shook her head, "Just give me the materials directly."
I understood the meaning of Haiyue's speech. Butler Li was stunned. After a few seconds, he came to his senses and quickly stopped him, "Madam, your hands are not yet healed. I'll leave this to the kitchen to do it.
You don't need to..."
Haiyue didn't wait for Butler Li to speak, and said directly, "My hands are fine, don't bother the kitchen for this little thing..."
Moreover, she owed Sikong Jingqiu so much... Although she had no choice but to pay off the debt she owed, at least, at least in the best of her ability, she would do something for Sikong Jingqiu...
Haiyue turned her head, looked at the empty door for a while, and then said, "Please send the materials in for me", and with her injured hand, she stood up and walked towards the kitchen.
It seemed as if this would relieve her inner guilt.
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The surroundings were silent, and the sun had already set down the mountain. Except for the lights in the house, the rest of the place was shrouded in the darkness that could not be melted.
Haiyue sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, staring blankly at the bowl of soup that had already cooled off on the table.
I really don’t know why I should sit here like a statue, waiting foolishly from dawn to dark...