The Edge of Love and Pain: My Double Husband

Chapter 85 Delicate
I felt a little dizzy lying down like this. I touched my stomach, but the only thing I was lucky about was that there was hardly any discomfort.How great would it be if such a strong child could stay?I guess we don't want to go out for a while, why don't I discuss it with Fanyin?
Just as he was thinking about what language he should use to convince Fanyin, he had already entered.

I wanted to get up, but I had no strength, so I had to look at him.

He sat on the edge of the bed with a blank expression, first put my wrist up, then held my palm, and said, "Maybe it hasn't broken yet."

"I heard it snap."

He glanced over: "Do I understand or do you understand?"

I said nothing.

He wrapped gauze around my palm and said, "Don't move around, go out to the hospital for treatment."

"Oh."

"Take some painkillers if it hurts." He threw out a box of medicine.

After the dislocation resolved, it was slightly less painful.I asked, "Can I fetch the bullet for you?"

"You will?" He mocked.

"I won't, but I can also fight."

"Stay here." He sneered, "I'll ask your concubine to fetch it."

What was he thinking: "He is not my concubine!"

He immediately lost his sneer: "Then who is it?"

"No one, if we really want to talk about it, only you." Xiao Tiantian is my husband, and he is also a concubine.

He snorted, let go of my hand, and stood up.

I asked, "Do I have to do nothing?"

He glanced over: "What do you want to do?"

"Hands hurt so bad I can't sleep."

"Then get up." He sneered, "Your concubine is dying, give him some hot soup."

"You in the end..."

he has gone.

Not only did he not mention the matter of my pregnancy, but he also held on to the "concubine" as if he didn't remember the process at all, which really left me speechless.

Forget it, as long as I can get out alive, I will divorce him.As for Xiao Tiantian, we can only blame us for not having a relationship.

When I went out to cook, Pu Lan had already sat up, but her face was still as white as wax paper.Fanyin leaned against him, biting a towel in her mouth, sweating all over her head.

I couldn't help but glanced at the medicine box, and found that there was no anesthetic in it, obviously not much in stock.

I looked at the bloody wound, and it would be a lie to say that I didn't feel distressed.But I really can't help, I can only turn my face away as much as possible, but my mind is full of the purple blood flowing from his arm, and my hand trembles involuntarily.

These rooms may be Pu Lan's food warehouses. The previous room was for fruits and vegetables, and this room is for seafood and meat.But the doors are built so secretly, it seems that they are also used for hiding during construction.

I found some pieces of beef and I'm going to make a beef soup.While preparing ingredients, I suddenly heard Pu Lan's voice: "Eat fish soup, broth is hard to stew."

"No live fish."

"There is a secret door next to the induction cooker."

I listened to him and went to find the secret door, but he told me from behind: "You must catch the living ones, not the dying ones, just crucian carp!"

The secret door next to the induction cooker was brightly lit. There were tanks of fish inside.

I found the small crucian carp, caught a few, and when I went out, I heard Pu Lan's voice: "Show me."

I dragged the bucket to show him, and Fanyin looked at him like he was insane.

Pu Lan glanced at the fish, turned her head and continued to pull the bullet, and said: "The choice is good, don't kill it yet. Go prepare onions, ginger, salt, and boil water."

I nodded and asked, "Where is the onion and ginger?"

"Outhouse."

Fanyin immediately frowned and said "huh" a few times.

Pu Lan also frowned: "What did he say?"

"You said you can't go to the outhouse." I figured that was what I meant, and I saw Fanyin nodded from the corner of my eye.

"I can go." Pu Lan threw the blood-stained bullet into the box. It seemed that she had put a lot of effort into it, sweat was dripping from her forehead, and she was panting slightly: "I guess they can't see that door."

Fan Yin continued to "hmm".

I translated for him: "He said he was not allowed to go."

"Oh." Pu Lan also emphasized: "It's really all right."

Fanyin also said "uh".

"I won't go." I said: "Just drink it, even if I make it with scallions and ginger, it won't taste good."

"Okay." Pu Lan said: "First boil the hot water, and then kill the fish. You must kill the fish lightly, just knock it out, and never kill it. There is a black film inside the belly of the fish, which must be removed After that, you can use a flower knife, and then heat the pan with cold oil. The oil should be hot, and it must be on both sides..."

"Hmm!" Fanyin turned her head while making noises frantically.

Pu Lan frowned: "Don't move."

Fanyin glared at me.

I asked, "Get it out for you?"

Fanyin nodded.

I took the towel out of his mouth, it hurt as you can imagine, the towel was wet.Then he wiped the cold sweat off his face and asked, "What do you want to say?"

"Who told you to instigate my wife like this?" Fanyin's lips were trembling, and he stared at Pu Lan viciously: "It's just a broken soup, as long as it's cooked! If you don't drink it, you will starve to death!"

I hurriedly said: "It's okay, what he said is not complicated, anyway, it needs to be cooked, so it's not troublesome."

Fanyin glared at me.

Pu Lan rolled his eyes at him, let go of the gauze and said, "It's just a broken arm, don't wrap it, don't want it."

I hurriedly said, "He wrapped it up for you well and gave you all the anesthetics. How could you do such a thing?"

"You ran into my house suddenly, and he blew up the house." Pu Lan was obviously angry, "Who knows if you two planned to kill me on purpose?"

Fan Yin also ignited, roaring: "Why is my wife at your house?"

"I don't understand!" Pu Lan also shouted, "She ran in suddenly!"

"Then you won't drive her away? Why did you lock her in the basement?" Fanyin asked aggressively, "Why didn't you open the door for me?"

"Me!" Pu Lan couldn't help him, and turned to look at me: "You explain!"

"It was indeed you who drove me here." I said to Fanyin, "Don't pretend you don't remember."

Fanyin frowned even more.

I thought for a while, then asked cautiously, "I really don't remember?"

Fanyin didn't speak.

"No impression at all?" I said, "You have been fighting with my husband for a long time."

Fanyin was completely silent.

"Is it true that you don't remember?"

Fanyin leaned against the refrigerator, closed her eyes, and said for a long time: "Leave less oil, and fry the fish on both sides. Fry on high heat, boil in hot water. Put salt in the pan."

I was stunned: "Xiao Tiantian?"

He opened his eyes and gave me a cold look.

Pu Lan was also dumbfounded for a while, and said, "Not bad, Mr. Fan also likes to cook?"

"Who can't cook home-cooked dishes?"

Pu Lan laughed: "Miss Su will not."

Fan Yin raised her chin and ordered: "Mrs. Fan!"

"Miss Su." Pu Lan said, "I have never been to a wedding."

"Pu's surname." Fanyin ground her molars.

"Stop arguing." I asked, "When will Bai Zhi be released?"

"You don't do it!"

"Just add the water."

They said it together.

He's a pervert, he's so old and has such a bad temper, he's not afraid of getting a cerebral thrombosis.

I did as I did, and when I was shooting fish, Pu Lan was still emphasizing: "Don't shoot to death!"

Who cares, I don't know what counts as death and what counts as fainting.I only have one hand, and it is very inconvenient to remove the scales. I am thinking about how to get the fish stuck.The knife was taken away.It is a multi-tone.

Although it was wrapped heavily, the gauze on his arm was still bleeding.But he quickly removed the scales and threw it into the basin as if nothing happened.

I hurried to wash it, and Pu Lan got up again, limped over and said, "Get out of the way, let me do it."

I said, "I'll do it. You're both here."

"Go away." Fanyin glared at me.

I look at him.

"I think you'd better go out and steal some scallion and ginger." Pu Lan said with a bitter face: "Otherwise, I really can't drink it."

Fanyin gave him a gouged look: "Go yourself." Throwing the fish into the basin.

Pu Lan could only limp towards the door, and I quickly said, "Don't go, what if the police come?"

"Let him go." Fanyin said, "I won't stop him if he wants to have his head killed."

Pu Lan gave him a gouged look: "This is my territory."

Fanyin sneered: "Remember to tell Tiaozi that my wife was arrested."

Pu Lan turned her head and said, "Don't worry!"

It's annoying me, I don't know how old these two are.Isn't this kind of juncture to focus on cooperation?Are you arguing about something?
I didn't know who to help, so I just stood there.Once I had nothing to do, the pain in my hands became clearer.

After a while, I heard Fanyin say: "Come here."

"I'm gone."

"Come here." He repeated the two words.

I went over, but before I could speak, he shook suddenly.I quickly supported him and found that his face was pale.

I was startled immediately and asked, "What's wrong? Does the wound hurt again?"

"Help me for a while," he whispered.

"Then I'll do it!" I hurriedly said, "I'll help you lie down for a while." As I said that, I stroked his head, and it became hot!

He didn't speak, and I urged him several times, but he didn't let go of the kitchen knife until he finished changing the fish.

I quickly helped him into the back room, and when I ran out to get the medicine box, I saw that Pu Lan had already returned, holding a lot of vegetables in his arms.There was only one box of antipyretics, so I hurriedly asked, "Do you have a fever?"

"No." Pu Lan asked, "Has he had a fever?"

"Yeah." Then I'll take it all to Fanyin.

When she turned around, she heard Pu Lan whisper, "You're so delicate."

The body temperature was taken and found that Fanyin was already 39 degrees Celsius. Removing the bullet was considered a minor operation. It was hard to tell whether it was postoperative infection or a common cold.There are no emergency measures right now, I can only give him cold medicine first and cover him with a quilt.Just as he was about to get up, his wrist was suddenly grabbed by him.

I was about to pull away when I suddenly saw his eyes open.As soon as he got sick, his eyes dimmed, and his weak look was a bit like my sweetheart: "Is she really pregnant?"

"I don't know." Taking care of each other now is based on survival needs, and I have not, nor do I intend to forgive him.

He clenched my wrist, waited for a few seconds, and asked a new question: "Did you do it with him?"

I asked, "What basis do you have for thinking so?"

He looked at me weakly and didn't speak.

(End of this chapter)