Aunt Xiaolin gave him a slant, some dissatisfaction.

Hearing aunt Xiaolin's words, Leng Shaoheng looked at the blisters on his hands and pursed his lips and said, "as long as you can hide it."

The bedroom.

Shen Qingqing hears the footsteps at the door and thinks Leng Shaoheng is coming. When she sees aunt Xiaolin coming in with porridge, her eyebrows are suddenly stunned.

Isn't it Leng Shaoheng who cooks porridge?

Why did aunt Xiaolin come in with porridge?

"What? Is not Shaoheng so disappointed? "

Aunt Xiaolin couldn't help joking.

Listening to Aunt Xiaolin's jokes, Shen Qingqing's cheek suddenly rose a layer of blush, coughing to cover up some embarrassment in her heart.

"Well, I won't tease you."

"I think he is too tired, so let him go back to rest first."

Aunt Xiaolin sits beside her with porridge and explains with a smile.

Shen Qingqing nodded clearly. Originally, she didn't have any appetite, but since aunt Xiaolin came in with porridge, the whole room was filled with the smell of porridge.

Her stomach can't help but cry.

Listening to the cry of her stomach, aunt Xiaolin held back her smile and handed over the bowl: "be careful, it's a little hot."

Shen Qingqing took the porridge from her hand. The smell got into her nose and aroused her greedy insects.

"This is Shaoheng's porridge. It must be delicious."

Aunt Xiaolin watched her finish the porridge one by one and nodded with satisfaction.

"Take a break."

He raised his hand to touch her forehead, and found that it was much cooler than before, so he let go.

Hearing aunt Xiaolin's words, Shen Qingqing caters to them in a soft voice.

But she just finished eating, some can't lie down, always feel the stomach distended.

"I want to go for a walk in the garden. I just ate and I can't sleep."

After listening to Shen Qingqing's words, aunt Xiaolin nodded.

"Then I'll help you through."

Fortunately, the water hanging shelf can be pushed. Shen Qingqing uses the bottle hanging shelf as an armrest and pushes it out.

Just as she went out, she saw Leng Shaoheng come out from the place where the doctor was staying.

Seeing Shen Qingqing, Leng Shaoheng immediately hid his hand behind his back.

Originally, Shen Qingqing just thought that Leng Shaoheng might be looking for a doctor to ask about her condition, but Leng Shaoheng's subconscious action was too strange, as if she didn't want to see anything.

Shen Qingqing frowned and walked towards him step by step.

"What's the matter with you?"

As she spoke, she looked behind Leng Shaoheng.

Looking at Shen Qingqing's gaze, Leng Shaoheng hid his hand behind him and squeezed out a smile.

"I didn't know much. I just went to ask the doctor about your health."

"Young master, you forgot to take the ointment..."

The doctor opens the door, the voice just falls, discover Leng Shaoheng is biting a tooth, angry stare at him.

He holds the hand of ointment to stop in the air, the eye is in Leng Shaoheng and Shen Qingqing's body to balk, don't know oneself did wrong what.

"What ointment?"

Shen Qingqing frowned and stepped forward.

While Leng Shaoheng didn't react, he snatched the ointment from the doctor's hand.

Scald cream?

Shen Qingqing pulled Leng Shaoheng's hand out from behind him and frowned tightly.

"So serious? Don't you tell me? "

Leng Shaoheng's hand was red, and the blister was punctured by the doctor.

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