The female nurse is wearing a mask and is difficult to identify.
"What's your name?" Xixi asked warily.
"I am sister Huang Xin!"
The nurse gently took out the medicine, divided it up and put it in front of Xixi.
"I'll eat it after breakfast!"
The nurse was about to let Xixi do whatever she wanted, but Xixi pushed her away.
"This medicine should be taken before meals!" the nurse said.
"But I've eaten half of my breakfast!" Xixi pointed to the uneaten porridge in front of her.
The nurse hesitated, "Then I'll put it here first! You can eat it later!"
"OK, thanks!"
Xixi took a deep breath.
The dream he had last night left him with lingering fears, and he always felt that someone here would frame him.
Wait for the nurse to leave.
He tried to get out of bed.
The painful wound made him tremble.
"Mommy!"
He called Su Zi and walked to the door while holding on to the wall.
Seeing him coming out, Su Zi hurried over and picked him up, "What's wrong?"
"No! I want to come out and sit."
Su Zi carried him to the sofa.
"Is it delicious?" Xixi asked curiously.
Su Zi and Huan Huan were stunned for a moment.
I saw Fu Linxi finishing the pot of porridge in a muffled voice.
There is no one with a stronger character.
"It's delicious!" Fu Linxi boasted.
He got up and took the pot to the kitchen.
"You leave it alone for now, I'll wash it later!" Su Zi said when he saw that it was inconvenient for him to be injured.
Fu Linxi said stubbornly: "How difficult is it to wash pots and pans?"
It's not difficult!
But of his ten fingers, only two were uninjured.
When the water touched him, he felt a stinging pain that made him frown slightly.
Because it was not bandaged properly, blood flowed out from the wound.
The perfectly good sink turned into a puddle of blood.
"Fu Linxi!" Su Zi couldn't stand it anymore and said seriously: "Just sit aside for me!"
The commanding tone made Fu Linxi stop subconsciously.
He stood aside and watched Su Zi wash the dishes and chopsticks neatly.
"How many times have I told you, don't touch the water if you get hurt!"
After Su Zi washed the dishes, he walked to the medicine box and rummaged around.
All that's left is the Minion's band-aid.
"you do not mind?"
Fu Linxi said coldly: "I don't mind!"
Su Zi patiently unwrapped his bandaged wound bit by bit.
The cuts on the fingertips may be deep or shallow.
"Don't cook anymore!"
After all, it hurts so much when your fingers are connected to your heart.
Fu Linxi said in a low and cold voice, "Are you feeling sorry for me?"
"No! I think some wounds will never recover even if they heal!"
Fu Linxi's eyes trembled slightly.
This sentence seems to imply their marriage.
"So no matter what I do, you will never come back?" Fu Linxi's voice was squeezed out of her throat, and her heart felt cold, making even breathing painful.
Su Zi didn't answer.
The two silent people were clearly standing in front of them, but they were so far apart.
"I will try my best to be a good father and husband!" Fu Linxi lowered all her posture, and her deep voice was full of affection.
Su Zi pursed her lips and smiled, "Okay! Remember not to touch the wound with water again."
With that said, she turned around and walked out of the kitchen and sat back on the sofa.
Suzi sat among the children.
She ate the porridge cooked by Fu Linxi and fed the two little ones at the same time.
After a while, Fu Linxi realized that the meticulousness of being a mother was something that he would not be able to learn for a while.
Because he didn't pay attention to whether the child was full or not, whether it was good or not, and whether he liked it or not.
He only cares that someone must appreciate what he makes.