Fortunately, it was autumn and it became colder, so Liu Qiao added another piece of clothing. Even so, the big bowl of hot soup sprinkled down, which immediately made Liu Qiao burst into tears.

The bowl fell to the ground and suddenly split into pieces, and the remaining medicines were all over the ground.

Wen Renheng didn't care about the mess in the room. When he saw Liu Qiao being burned, his always faint eyebrows finally changed. He stood in front of Liu Qiao, as if the child who had made a mistake was at a loss.

"Liu Qiao, how are you?" Wen Renheng wanted to touch Liu Qiao but didn't dare, and his hands trembled slightly in the air.

Liu Qiao was so painful that she couldn't speak. She bit her lower lip tightly and refused to let herself scream. However, Yu Guang was in a state of laughter when he saw Wen Renheng's helpless look.

Wen Renheng is rare to see this.

In the past, she never saw him calmly and not close to others. Even today he was a little abnormal and indifferent, not as good as he is now... well, popular.

Liu Qiao actually felt that it was worth it to be scalded this time.

What kind of mentality is this? Masochism? Chills aversion.

Her look of enduring pain, in Wen Renheng's eyes, he felt uncomfortable and felt a little guilty.

When his eyes touched Liu Qiao's burned hand, he had already blisters. He finally remembered that he shouldn't just stand like this, but should go to find medicine to apply to Liu Qiao.

After rummaging through the boxes and cabinets, Wen Renheng came over with a bottle of medicine and wanted to wipe it for Liu Qiao, but realized that the two of them had different genders and his actions were inappropriate.

He withdrew his hand awkwardly, paused for a second, reached out and placed the medicine on Liu Qiao's hand.

"This is scald medicine." Wen Renheng added another sentence, trying to reassure Liu Qiao, "Don't worry, there will be no scars after applying it."

"Thank you, Master."

"Hurry back to the room and wipe the medicine!"

Liu Qiao responded "Yes" and walked towards the door with the medicine, but remembered something. She turned to Wen Renheng and said, "Master, there is still a bowl of medicine left in the kitchen. You should drink it while it's hot!"

Wen Renheng was stunned for a moment and said, "Okay."

Liu Qiao returned to the room, closed the door, walked around behind the screen, and sat on the bed.

Put the medicine aside and raise both hands. Because the skin exposed was burned lightly, a few hideous blisters appeared, and the skin around the blisters turned red.

She untied her clothes, and her chest was red, looking terrifying, and she was not seriously injured by her hands.

I endured the pain and wiped the piece on my chest first, then my hands.

Liu Qiao painted it carefully, and she didn't want to leave scars, so it took a lot of time after applying it.

Let’s talk about Wen Renheng’s side. After cleaning the pharmacy, he wanted to continue pounding medicine, but he seemed to hear Liu Qiao’s soft voice again, reminding him to go and drink medicine.

Wen Renheng stood up and went to the kitchen. Sure enough, he saw that there was still some medicine left in the stove.

He poured the soup into a bowl, cooled for a while, and then drank it all in one gulp. The bitter smell of medicine spread in his mouth instantly...

In the room, after Liu Qiao applied the medicine, she thought that she hadn't eaten breakfast, and she was so hungry that she was so hungry that she screamed.

After a while, I guess the breakfast table she made was also cold. Anyway, her hands were just burned and they could still move. She planned to heat it up and then eat it.

Thinking of this, Liu Qiao walked out of the door, and Wen Renheng also came out of the kitchen with the vegetables.

Wen Renheng saw Liu Qiao and called her, "Come here for breakfast after applying the medicine!" His tone was still light, but it was different after all, and it became very gentle.

Liu Qiao saw that the dish she was holding in her hand was made this morning.

It seems that Wen Renheng has heated the dish.

The two sat opposite each other at the table, and Wen Renheng placed a bowl of porridge in front of Liu Qiao, "You should eat this bowl of egg porridge! As for tofu and seaweed egg soup, don't eat it. There are chopped green onions and ginger in it. It should not be eaten if it is burned."

"I know Master."

Liu Qiao was about to pick up a spoon and scoop the porridge, but he heard from others say, "I... didn't add salt to the egg porridge, so I'm afraid I'll add too much. You can put it!"

She also said why Wen Renheng took the salt jar to the table. So that's how it was. Liu Qiao was a little amused and crying.

I don’t know if it was her illusion, but why did she feel that Wen Renheng felt a little embarrassed after saying this.

After adding the salt, Liu Qiao started drinking egg porridge, and the aroma of the two dishes in front of her was always hooking her.

It's really painful to just watch but not eat! Liu Qiao wailed in her heart.

Perhaps she was acting too painful, Wen Renheng noticed it, and he said, "The bottle of scald medicine I gave you is very effective. You should take it on time, avoid eating and touching water, and it will be cured within a few days."

He said again, "In the past few days, you don't have to worry about the big and small things in the valley. You should rest well and recover your injuries."

"Oh, by the way. I know that I have a poor cooking skills, so I am afraid that what I cook is difficult to enter. When I cook, you can watch it, and you can point out what is wrong."

In the past two years, Wen Renheng's disciple has been eating all the things made by Liu Qiao. If they were asked to eat what they made by themselves, it would be difficult to swallow.

"Oh, OK." Liu Qiao nodded.

So, while cooking at noon, Wen Renheng pulled her to watch.

Originally, Liu Qiao felt embarrassed to stand like this. She wanted to help Wen Renheng cook, and Wen Renheng could save her worries, but he refused to help her, so Liu Qiao could only stand there.

Liu Qiao just watched Wen Renheng cook fire and chop vegetables, and the smoke swelled up, adding a bit of warmth.

If it weren't for seeing it with your own eyes, Liu Qiao would have thought that a man of Wen Renheng with a very elegant temperament would not be involved in the world, so he would not cook as seriously as he is now.

After coming to his senses, Liu Qiao saw Wen Renheng sprinkling salt on the dishes, and in a hurry, he shouted, "Master, you have too much salt!"

She went up and scooped the excess salt into an empty bowl before the salt was mixed with the vegetables.

Wen Renheng, who was pushed aside in a hurry, blinked his eyes and seemed extremely innocent.

Liu Qiao realized that she seemed a little rude to Wen Renheng just now, and hurriedly apologized, "Master, I'm sorry, I didn't push you on purpose... I was a little anxious just now, so..."

"Nothing happens."

Wen Renheng didn't blame her, and walked up to continue cooking.

"Master, that's sugar, you don't need to add sugar... vinegar, either."

"Don't put too much oil."

"Salt less salt!"

“…”

In short, Wen Renheng was busy making this meal, and after finishing it, he was exhausted.

Fortunately, the end dish tastes good and can be eaten.
Chapter completed!