Another day of tragic death for the host

Chapter 217 The Big Brother's Little Wife 7
Xin He was taken aback, then a little surprised: "Are you awake? How are you? Is there any discomfort?"

Xie Zhu looked at the girl in front of him. She was wearing ordinary coarse linen clothes, and her brown eyes were clear and lively.

Xie Zhu looked away calmly, he shook his head, "It's okay."

Seeing that Xie Zhu woke up, Xinhe handed the spoon to Xie Zhu's lips, "Hey, since you're awake, drink the last sip. Are you hungry? Do you want me to cook something?"

She originally thought that Xie Zhu was still asleep, so she simply took a bowl of rice soup just now.

Xie Zhu had been hungry all night, and seeing Xin He asking him now, he gave a soft 'hmm'.

When Xinhe got up, Xie Zhu suddenly whispered: "Thank you."

Hearing this, Xin He looked down at him with a smile on his face, "You're welcome, take a good rest first, and I'll get you something."

Considering that Xie Zhu was still a sick person, Xin He cut a small piece of the only piece of meat left at home from the cabinet, and cooked a bowl of meat porridge.

Xinhe's culinary skills are not good, and the food he makes is only edible, so don't even think about the taste.

Xie Zhu waited for nearly an hour before Xin He's porridge arrived.

When Xin He brought the porridge in front of Xie Zhu, he hesitated: "My cooking skills are not very good, so you can just eat it."

She just took a sip, and she definitely doesn't want to recall the taste.

But Xie Zhu is a sick person, if he doesn't eat, he can only wait to starve to death.

So after thinking for a while, she decided to cut it off for Xie Zhu.

Xie Zhu felt that this was a normal courtesy, and he shook his head, "It's okay." As he spoke, he struggled to sit up.

Xin He was startled, and quickly held him down, "Wait, you can't move around now, I just changed your medicine, and the wound will burst open if you make a large movement."

Xie Zhu originally wanted to say, 'It's okay, I don't hurt. ', but seeing Xinhe showing some signs of anger, he obediently listened to Xinhe's words and did not move.

After laying down again, Xin He took off Xie Zhu's clothes and saw that blood was oozing out again.

Xin He frowned, puffed her cheeks angrily, and glared at Xie Zhu, with displeasure written all over her face, and her movements were deliberately heavy when applying the medicine.

To be honest, Xie Zhu didn't feel much pain when he was injured, and he didn't feel much when Xin He changed his dressing in the morning.

But at this moment, Xie Zhu couldn't help taking a deep breath.

Because the wound really... hurts.

The original owner's stay in the medical center for so many years is not in vain, and there are still enough clinical trials.

Xinhe naturally knew where it hurt the most.

Xie Zhu raised his eyes and looked at Xin He, with a little guilt in his black eyes: "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to cause you trouble."

Xie Zhu was already good-looking, especially now that he was injured, his face was pale, and he was even more morbidly beautiful.

Although Xinhe was angry, she was also helpless, what could she do?
After tossing and tossing for a while, the porridge on the side was already cold, and the temperature was just right.

In Xie Zhu's current situation, it is obviously impossible to drink by himself. Xin He picked up a spoonful and handed it to his lips, "The porridge should be cold, you can eat it."

When Xie Zhu smelled the porridge, he thought it would be good, but when he took a bite into his lips, his expression almost became tense.

Xin He knew how good her cooking skills were, so she kept paying attention to Xie Zhu's expression. Seeing that he was swallowing as usual, she couldn't help asking: "Are you okay?"

Xie Zhu nodded with a smile: "This porridge is delicious, thank you."

Although the taste of the porridge was really unspeakable, but he risked his life to save him and gave him food, he was satisfied.

(End of this chapter)