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Chapter 192 Breaking the Ice
Before going to the hospital with Cen Qinghe, she bought canned yellow peaches once, but he didn't want to eat them after seeing them. What's so good about rotten fruits that have been soaked for so long?

However, Cen Qinghe added ice cubes in the bowl this time. The canned food in the ice, Shang Shaocheng doubtful ... Well, the taste is not bad.

After eating half a slice of peach, he still wanted to eat it, but the bowl was empty.

His gaze fell on the bowl of canned red hawthorn, he hesitated for two seconds before looking away, his teeth fell down when he saw it.

"Hey, why don't we go play cards? It's been a long time since we played cards." Chen Boxuan said while eating canned hawthorn.

Before Shang Shaocheng could speak, Chen Boxuan added from the side: "Just bring Cen Qinghe, the four of us will fight."

Shen Guanren said: "I can do it."

Chen Boxuan elbowed Shang Shaocheng, "You go to the kitchen to find her, you won't eat anyway."

Shang Shaocheng put down the bowl and spoon, got up and walked to the kitchen without grinding.

Cen Qinghe stood in front of the sink washing the dishes, feeling inexplicably depressed or even upset. She mechanically rinsed the finished dishes and put them aside. There was residue in the sink. She reached out and grabbed them, then pinched the sides to remove The dirty stuff is poured out.

As a result, her finger suddenly hurt, and she couldn't help but whispered 'Oh'.Quickly put down the sink, she looked down at the thumb of her right hand, and within two or three seconds, a large ball of blood surged up from under the punctured flesh, and instantly congealed into blood beads, which were about to flow down.

It turned out that there were wires protruding from both sides of the sink, but she didn't see them.

Cen Qinghe was not afraid of anything in his life, only afraid of being injured and bleeding.Almost fainted, she quickly turned on the tap and rinsed her fingers with cold water.

Shang Shao City pushed open the kitchen door and saw Cen Qinghe frowned and stood at the drainage pool. He didn't wash the dishes, but stared at his right hand.

Suspicion flashed in his eyes, and he subconsciously asked, "What's wrong?"

Cen Qinghe looked up at him, then lowered his head and replied calmly: "It's okay."

Shang Shaocheng walked to her side, Cen Qinghe saw that it was almost done, so he turned off the tap.But the water flow stopped for only two seconds, and the blood quickly spread to the place where the finger was injured.

Seeing this, Cen Qinghe frowned even deeper, and his heart was about to break. This is no longer a question of whether it hurts or not, but a question of whether he is afraid or not.

She didn't turn on the faucet again, but frantically went to the seasoning box on the side, Shang Shaocheng frowned slightly, and asked aloud, "What are you doing?"

Cen Qinghe whispered: "Where did you put the pepper?"

Shang Shao City:
Seeing her rummaging around like a drug addict, Shang Shaocheng couldn't hold it back. He stepped over in two steps and reached out to grab her right wrist. under her injured thumb.

"Oh..." Cen Qinghe gasped, because Shang Shaocheng's grip on her hurt a little.

A few large drops of blood seeped out at first, but it stopped slowly after a while.

The expression on Cen Qinghe's face became a little better. Shang Shaocheng didn't let go, but only glanced at her contemptuously and disgustedly, and said in a deep voice, "Pepper is still sprinkled, why don't you sprinkle salt?"

Cen Qinghe hissed back: "If there is a lot of blood, sprinkle some pepper. This is our folk remedy."

Shang Shaocheng said: "Our folk remedy here is to sprinkle chili oil, do you want me to find some for you?"

Cen Qinghe grinned and looked up at Shang Shaocheng.

"Hey, I'm busy. Is it the right time for me to come in?" Chen Boxuan appeared at the kitchen door with an empty bowl, and saw Cen Qinghe and Shang Shaocheng standing face to face, with their eyes facing each other, and he was still holding her hand, Chen Boxuan While being surprised, there was an uncontrollable inexplicable joy on his face.

Cen Qinghe instinctively pulled his hand back, Shang Shaocheng felt it, and he let go a second later.

Cen Qinghe asked: "What's the matter, Brother Xuan?"

Chen Boxuan said: "I've eaten all the canned peaches, I was thinking of coming in and asking if you have any more." He said with a joking smile, "I didn't expect..."

Shang Shaocheng said expressionlessly: "You are blind, didn't you see her hand bleeding?"

"Ah? Where is the bleeding?"

Chen Boxuan looked at Shang Shaocheng and Cen Qinghe holding hands, but he really didn't see anyone injured.

Cen Qinghe hurriedly raised his bloody hand, as if protecting himself, and showed it to Chen Boxuan.

Chen Boxuan's expression changed, and he quickly said, "How did this happen? There's so much blood, find something to wrap it in first, do you have any medicine at home?"

When Chen Boxuan panicked, Cen Qinghe felt embarrassed. She smiled and replied: "It's okay, I'll just get a band-aid and stick it on. I'm afraid of seeing blood, but it doesn't really hurt."

Several people were talking in the kitchen, and Shen Guanren was also recruited. When they learned that Cen Qinghe had injured his hand, everyone sent warmth and care.

Cen Qinghe went to the living room to look for a Band-Aid, and before leaving the kitchen, he said to Chen Boxuan, "There is still half a can of yellow peaches in the refrigerator, take it yourself."

Seeing the back of her turning away, Shen Guanren said to Shang Shaocheng: "Why are you standing there, go."

Shang Shaocheng raised his eyes slightly, "Where are you going?"

Shen Guanren replied in a low voice: "What do you think?"

Chen Boxuan walked towards the refrigerator with the empty bowl in his arms, sighing with regret as he walked, "It's too early to come in, blame me, blame me for this."

After finishing speaking, he was afraid that Shen Guanren wouldn't know, so he winked at Shen Guanren again and said, "Just now we both held hands, if I came in half a minute later, I might be boo..."

He pouted at Shen Guanren, his expression was very crooked.

Shang Shaocheng glanced at him coldly, and said: "I wanted to eat two more canned food, but seeing you is enough."

Seeing the figure of Shang Shaocheng stepping out, Chen Boxuan curled his lips, and muttered in a low voice indifferently, "It's better not to eat, I ate it all by myself."

Shen Guanren stood in the kitchen and did not leave. He said, "Take it out, we will share."

Cen Qinghe found the medicine bag in the drawer of the living room. It was sent by someone from Shang Shaocheng a while ago. At that time, she saw something like gauze in it and laughed at it. Now it is fine, thanks to this medicine bag.

She pierced it very deeply, and a band-aid alone would ooze blood, so Cen Qinghe took out the gauze, thinking about cutting a piece of gauze, wrapping it up first and then pasting it.

Shang Shaocheng saw her holding up her right thumb, looking cautious and trembling, he walked over, picked up the gauze, and said to her: "Hand."

Cen Qinghe looked up at him, but saw that his brows were slightly frowned, as if impatient.

She didn't dare to be too polite, lest he think she was being silly.

Reaching out her hand obediently, Shang Shaocheng helped her wrap a few circles of gauze around her finger, then cut the long section into two with scissors, and tied it like a rope.

When Cen Qinghe saw it, he even saved the Band-Aid.

"Thank you, Director Shang."

Shang Shaocheng casually threw the gauze roll into the medicine bag, sat down on the sofa, looked up at her, and told her earnestly, "Don't forget to apply some chili oil when you change the gauze next time, it will heal faster .”

Cen Qinghe twitched the corner of his mouth, and replied resentfully: "Really, sprinkle pepper when bleeding, my grandma said."

Shang Shaocheng asked: "Who have you seen used it like this?"

Cen Qinghe rolled his eyes a few times, but he had never met her before.

"According to what you said, you don't need to go to the hospital for gunshot wounds or knife wounds, as long as you have enough peppercorns."

When he was in a good mood, he unconsciously turned on the hate mode.

Cen Qinghe also forgot the previous unhappiness, and only frowned and replied: "Small injury, the pepper I said was accidentally cut or scraped daily, who said it was a serious injury?"

She couldn't help imagining a picture in her brain, a man was shot in the chest, lying on the bed in a bloody mess, dying.Surrounded by a group of doctors, the chief surgeon shouted: Quick, bring me the pepper.

Then a group of assistants and nurses each took a restaurant seasoning bottle and slammed pepper on the patient's wound.

Cen Qinghe stood in front of Shang Shaocheng and laughed out loud when he was caught off guard by himself.

Shang Shaocheng glanced at her in disdain, "I think you still have a lot of things to do if you don't sell the house, set up a stall to make a fortune, put on sunglasses and act like a quack, anyway, don't spoil your 'capability' .”

Before Cen Qinghe could reply, Chen Boxuan and Shen Guanren had already come out of the kitchen and saw Shang Shaocheng and Cen Qinghe, one sitting and the other standing, facing each other, it was more like a leader training his subordinates.

Shen Guanren was the first to say, "Has the wound been treated?"

Cen Qinghe raised his right hand, whose thumb was wrapped in gauze, and replied with a smile, "It's all wrapped up."

Shen Guanren said: "I'm so sorry, we came to your place for dinner and kept you busy all morning, and you were injured."

Cen Qinghe quickly replied: "I was not careful, besides, I'm fine."

Chen Boxuan said: "I still want to ask you to play cards at night, can you still play like this?"

Cen Qinghe asked: "What cards are you playing?"

Chen Boxuan said, "Mahjong?"

Cen Qinghe nodded, "Northeast Mahjong, I don't know what kind of mahjong is played here in Yecheng."

Shen Guanren said: "It's actually very simple. If you know how to play cards, we will understand once we tell you."

Cen Qinghe said: "Then when will we play?"

Chen Boxuan glanced at the time, "Let's go now."

Cen Qinghe said: "Then you wait for a while, I will go in and change clothes."

Cen Qinghe returned to the bedroom, and Shang Shaocheng, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up at Chen Boxuan and asked, "Where's the canned food?"

Chen Boxuan looked back at him, "What canned food?"

Shang Shaocheng said: "Canned yellow peaches."

Chen Boxuan raised his eyes slightly, "Don't you not like canned food?"

Shang Shaocheng frowned slightly, "Why don't you want to eat now?"

Chen Boxuan rolled his eyes, "Not anymore."

Shang Shaocheng immediately sank, Chen Boxuan didn't want to die by himself, so his chin glanced aside, selling friends for glory, "It's not me who eats it alone, Guanren eats more than me."

Shen Guanren was not as eager as Chen Boxuan to get rid of himself, he just sat quietly aside, picked up the peony picture and admired it for himself, while looking at it, he said: "There are so many things. After passing this village, there is really no shop like this."

Chen Boxuan immediately said, "Isn't it? There was a large bowl of canned peach in front of someone, but he didn't know how to cherish ..."

(End of this chapter)