Cloud words glanced at night Jiao one eye, with extremely light tone said: "that is his voluntary, he also can not do for me."

"Voluntarily?" Yejiao only thinks that Yunci's sentence is too ridiculous: "if you didn't say you wanted to eat the food he cooked, would he do it? He did it. What happened? You don't eat again. "

"It's my business to eat or not. Does it matter to you?" Yunci puts the book aside, stands up slowly from the chair, grabs the bowl in her hand and throws it directly into the garbage can with a bang.

Yejiao widened her eyes: "you..."

Cloud words slant a head, the facial expression indifference of see to night Jiao: "if he is angry in the heart, can oneself come to me, don't need you to say more here."

Night Jiao for a time speechless, only a pair of stunned and angry eyes glare at cloud words.

Cloud words hand to point to the direction of the door: "nothing, you can go out."

Yejiao angrily turned around and strode out of the room.

Leaving Yunci's room, yejiao goes straight to the study. The door of the study is half open. Through the crack of the door, she sees mu chenbi sitting in front of the desk, uncovering the gauze wrapped in her hand, and putting some medicine on her hand.

He awkwardly picked up the cotton swab and dipped it in some liquid medicine. It seemed that he was going to apply the medicine, but his arm accidentally knocked down the bottle and spilled all the liquid medicine.

Yejiao rushes in quickly. She lifts the medicine bottle on the table with one hand and wipes the spilled medicine with the other hand to avoid getting on Muchen's body.

Mu chenbi looked at yejiao, screwed up her eyebrows and said unhappily, "who let you burst in all of a sudden?"

Ignoring mu chenbi's reprimand, yejiao takes the initiative to pick up the cotton swab, dip it in the potion, and look at mu chenbi's hand. She is surprised to see that the man's white and slender hand has been covered with large and small cuts. It's almost scarred. The back of her hand has been scalded several times, and pus bubbles have emerged. One hand is badly swollen.

Yejiao could hardly bear to take another look. She forced down her anger and heartache and said with a cotton swab, "I'll help you with the medicine."

"No need." Mu chenbi coldly refuses and takes away the cotton swab in yejiao's hand. Because she has only one hand, it's hard to deal with it.

"I'll do it." Yejiao takes back the cotton swab and grabs mu chenbi to speak. She grabs him by the wrist and uses the cotton swab to apply medicine to his wound.

When the medicine touched the wound, mu chenbi didn't say a word, but his brow was still frowning because of pain.

Night Jiao put light action.

After dealing with the cut wound, yejiao stares at the blisters on the back of Mu chenbi's hand, and her expression becomes a little worried: "these blisters need to be picked out with a needle before medicine can be applied."

"Then pick it out." Mu chenbi said softly, as if it was not himself who was hurt.

Yejiao went out and took a needle. She went back to her study and stood beside the Muchen wall. She bent down and carefully pointed the tip of the needle at the blister on the back of her hand. She couldn't get rid of it for a long time, and her hand was shaking all the time.

Mu Shen Bi glanced at her and said in a cold voice, "if my hand shakes, I can do it myself."

"Let me help you." Yejiao took a deep breath, holding the needle close to the blister bit by bit, until the tip of the needle poked into the blister, and a stream of pus flowed out.

Yejiao quickly took the paper to wipe it.

The back of Mu chenbi's hand was scalded with a lot of blisters. After all the abscesses were poked out, the blisters became a layer of dead skin and stuck on the back of his hand. The back of his hand was wrinkled.