I didn't want to pay attention to it at first, but the sound got louder and louder, and I seemed to smell something burnt.
What's going on? Why is there a burning smell? Is it a fire? Zhao Yi suddenly woke up from the bed. His upper body was wrapped in several layers of gauze and he was not wearing any clothes. He looked down at the gauze in front of him, and then
Listening attentively, I found that the sound seemed to be coming from the kitchen.
It smells so burnt, who is making something to eat in the kitchen? Zhao Yi reached out to cover the pain in his heart, supported his weak body and got out of bed and walked to the kitchen.
When he saw a familiar figure wearing an apron and busy in the kitchen, he couldn't help but raise a smile on his lips. Wearing an apron, she was less arrogant, but more
A touch of femininity made him feel warm in his heart. Someone as arrogant as her would not easily walk into the kitchen. This time she was willing to cook for him, which really touched him.
"Ahem... you woke up, why didn't you lie down on the bed and ran out?" Qin Ran, who was burnt from making porridge for the first time and was doing the second experiment, heard footsteps and looked back.
It was Zhao Yi. He frowned and immediately stepped forward to support him.
"By the way, Mayor Qin, why are you so willing to ravage my kitchen?" Looking at the mess inside, he could already imagine what the hourly worker would look like when he came to see this scene tomorrow.
"Hey, I was worried that you would be hungry when you woke up, so I thought of making porridge for you. How can you say that I ravaged your kitchen?" Qin Ran sighed as he helped him walk to the bedroom,
It turns out that cooking is really a very important knowledge, and she wants to pay tribute to chefs on behalf of people.
"You can ask Jess to order takeout, why bother doing it yourself." He was not a cook, and he also knew that she was not.
"It's midnight now. Is there any takeaway that can be delivered to you? It's okay. I can make porridge for you to drink." Isn't it just making porridge? She didn't believe that she couldn't handle such a simple thing.
If it doesn't work, just try it a second time. If it doesn't work the second time, at worst, try it three more times. She doesn't believe that she can't even make porridge. Kieran waved his hand confidently, but unexpectedly he touched the back of his hand.
The pain caused me to take a deep breath.
"Why is the back of your hand red and swollen? Have you been burned by hot water?" Hearing her gasp, Zhao Yi immediately grabbed the back of her hand and found a red and swollen mark on it, which made him feel distressed.
"It's okay, I just got burned by the porridge water just now. It's okay." Compared with his injury at the moment, her little burn was nothing. Qin Ran pulled his hand back indifferently.
"Nothing's wrong, it's all swollen. If you don't rub it with ointment quickly, the wound will bubble and fester and it will be very painful. The burn ointment is in the drawer. I'll get it for you...cough cough cough..."
Zhao Yi had just finished speaking. He couldn't breathe. His throat was itchy and he couldn't help but let out a series of coughs. The body he was holding on to was swaying. If Qin Ran hadn't supported him, he would have fallen down.
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"You can't even take care of yourself. You're still worried about others. Go to bed and rest quickly." Qin Ran supported him with one hand and stroked his heart with the other. Hearing his coughing sound that seemed to be life-threatening, Qin Ran felt extremely distressed.
