My husband is a wife

Chapter 70
"I really didn't want to run away. Didn't I carry the medicine box and prepare to bandage your wound..." Qin Wushuang tried hard to suppress the fear in his heart, and lifted the medicine box in his hand to prove that he was not lying.

The blood on Zhan Beichen's arm almost stained his sleeves red, she immediately said: "Hurry up and sit down inside, I'll bandage you..."

"Don't let me find out that you are dishonest, or I will throw you into the sea to feed the sharks." Zhan Beichen gave her a warning look, then walked into the cabin.

Qin Wushuang stretched out his hands and rubbed his neck, heaved a sigh of relief, he was so dangerous, then quickly followed in, and turned on the light inside.

Zhan Beichen was leaning on the sofa, although his face was pale and bloodless, but those sharp black eyes still showed a majesty that no one dared to defy, like a domineering king looking down on the world.

Qin Wushuang knelt beside him, opened the medicine box, and took out the necessary items from it.

His muzzle hadn't healed yet, and after the violent fight, the wound was a little open, and bright red blood was oozing out.

Qin Wushuang treated the wound on his body tremblingly, fearing that if he was not careful, he would offend him and be hacked to death by him.

Zhan Beichen closed his eyes, quietly closed his eyes and meditated, his pale face, it was not difficult to see how weak his body was at the moment.

While Qin Wushuang helped him stop the bleeding and bandage him, the thought of killing him couldn't help sprouting in his heart. He is so weak now, if she does it now, she should have a good chance of winning, but if she fails...

Thinking of her own tragic end after the failure, she couldn't help shaking her hand a lot harder.

Zhan Beichen slowly opened his black eyes as deep as a dry well, flashing with a dangerous cold light, and said in a cold tone: "What bad idea are you planning again, do you want to die?"

Qin Wushuang's heart trembled slightly, and he quickly said: "No, how dare I make a bad idea, I really didn't..." Even though he was seriously injured and his body was so weak, his vigilance was still surprisingly sharp. She couldn't help feeling desperate in her heart. Could it be that she couldn't get rid of him in this life?
Qin Wushuang didn't dare to think about it anymore, and carefully bandaged him to stop the bleeding.

After she helped him heal the wound, Zhan Beichen squinted his eyes, like a lazy and noble king, leaned on the sofa, and ordered: "Go to the kitchen and make me a bowl of porridge, don't put anything in it."

"I'll go right away." Qin Wushuang packed up the medicine box, and immediately ran to the kitchen to make porridge for him.

This bastard is very smart, he is afraid that she will put things in the porridge indiscriminately, and he said that he is not allowed to put anything, Qin Wushuang has 1000 million people who don't want to cook porridge for him, but the situation is stronger than others, she can't beat him, can't fight him, In order to save his life, he had to work hard.

Qin Wushuang stood in front of the stove, watching the boiled rice water in the pot, stirring it gently with a spoon, watching the white rice slowly boil and become soft and sticky.

Seeing that it was almost done, he turned off the fire, filled a bowl, and took it out.

Hearing her footsteps, Zhan Beichen, who was resting with his eyes closed, opened his eyes slightly, looked at the porridge with smoke rising, and commanded domineeringly: "Blow cool."

He really thought he was an uncle, Qin Wushuang gave him a dark look, lowered his head, stirred with a spoon, and blew with his mouth.

"Okay." Qin Wushuang cooled the porridge and gently placed it on the table in front of him.

(End of this chapter)