Chapter 194

I went to the hospital with Cen Qinghe before. She bought a yellow peach can, but he didn't want to eat it. What's good about the rotten fruit that has been soaked for so long?

But this time, cen Qinghe put ice in the bowl, frozen can, Shang Shaocheng took a bite of it with suspicion... Well, it's delicious.

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

His eyes fell on the bowl of red Hawthorn can. He hesitated for two seconds, then he didn't open his eyes, and looked at it and fell his teeth.

"Why don't we play cards? I haven't played cards for a long time Chen Boxuan said while eating Hawthorn cans.

Before Shang Shaocheng could make a sound, Chen Boxuan added: "just take Cen Qinghe with us. Let's fight for four people."

"I can do anything," Shen said

Chen Boxuan elbow a turn Shang Shaocheng, "you go to the kitchen to find her, anyway you don't eat."

Shang Shaocheng put down his bowl and spoon, but he didn't grind it. He got up and went to the kitchen.

CEN Qinghe stood in front of the drain basin to brush the bowl, feeling inexplicably depressed or even unhappy. She mechanically flushed the finished bowl and put it aside, and there was residue in the sink. She reached out and grabbed it, and then pinched both sides to pour out the dirty things.

As a result, her fingers suddenly hurt, and she couldn't help murmuring, "Oh, dear.". Quickly put down the sink, she looked down at her right thumb, but two or three seconds, a big blood from the puncture of the skin and flesh, instantly coagulated into blood beads, see is about to flow down.

It turned out that there were wires on both sides of the sink, which she didn't see.

CEN Qinghe is not afraid of everything in his life. He is afraid of injury and bleeding. Almost fainted, she quickly turned on the tap and ran cold water to her fingers.

Shangshaocheng pushes open the kitchen door and sees Cen Qinghe frowning and standing in the pool. Instead of washing dishes, he stares at his right hand.

A suspicion flashed through his eyes, and he asked subconsciously, "what's the matter?"

CEN Qinghe looked up at him, then lowered his head and calmly said, "it's OK."

Shang Shaocheng came to her, cen Qinghe saw that it was almost finished, so he turned off the tap. But the water only stopped for two seconds, and the blood quickly came up where the finger was injured.

See, cen Qinghe brow frown deeper, heart will be broken, this is not the problem of pain, but the problem of fear.

She did not turn on the tap, but flurried to turn over the side of the seasoning box, Shang Shaocheng slightly frowned and asked: "what are you doing?"

CEN Qinghe whispered, "where's the pepper?"

Shangshaocheng:

Seeing that she had made a rummage like a drug addict, Shang Shaocheng couldn't help it. He stepped over two steps and reached for her right wrist. Before Cen Qinghe recovered, he grasped her injured thumb with his left hand.

"Oh..." Cen Qinghe took a cold breath, because Shang Shaocheng held her in pain.

The blood first seeped out a few big drops, but it didn't take long to stop.

The expression on Cen Qinghe's face was a little better. Shang Shaocheng didn't let go. He just glanced at her with disdain and disgust, and said in a deep voice, "why don't you sprinkle salt with pepper?"

CEN Qinghe hissed and said, "if there is too much blood, sprinkle some pepper. This is our folk prescription there."

Shangshaocheng said, "our folk prescription here is to sprinkle chili oil. Do you want me to find some for you?"

CEN Qinghe grinned and looked up at shangshaocheng.

"Oh, I'm busy. Is it a bad time for me to come in?" Chen Boxuan appears at the kitchen door with an empty bowl. He sees Cen Qinghe standing face to face with Shang Shaocheng. His eyes are opposite, and he still holds her hand. Chen Boxuan is surprised, but at the same time, his face is full of uncontrollable joy.

CEN Qinghe instinctively draws his hand back, Shang Shaocheng feels it, and he slowly releases it.

CEN Qinghe asked: "what's the matter, brother Xuan?"

Chen Boxuan said: "the canned peaches have been eaten up. I want to come in and ask if you have any more." He said with a joking smile, "I didn't expect“

Shang Shaocheng said without expression: "you're blind, don't you see her hand bleeding?"

"Ah? Where's the bleeding? "

Chen Boxuan patronizes Shang Shaocheng and holds hands with Cen Qinghe. He really doesn't see anyone hurt.

CEN Qinghe quickly raises his hand with blood, and hands it to Chen Boxuan as if he were wise enough to protect himself.

As soon as Chen Boxuan's face changed, he quickly said, "how did this happen? So much blood, find something to wrap first, do you have medicine at home? "

Chen Boxuan was so flustered that Cen Qinghe was embarrassed. She replied with a smile: "it's OK. I'll just take a band aid and stick it on. I'm afraid to see blood, but it doesn't hurt."

Several people speak in the kitchen, and Shen Guanren is also attracted. When they learn that Cen Qinghe's hand is injured, they all send warmth and care.

CEN Qinghe went to the living room to look for band aids. Before leaving the kitchen, he said to Chen Boxuan, "there's half a can of yellow peach in the refrigerator. Take it yourself."

Looking at her back as she turned and left, Shen Guanren said to Shang Shaocheng, "Why are you standing? Go."

Shang Shao City Mou son tiny pick, "go where?"

Shen Guanren whispered back: "what do you say?"

Chen Boxuan holding the empty bowl to the direction of the refrigerator, while walking regret sigh, "come in early, blame me, this blame me."

After that, for fear that Shen Guanren didn't know, he said to Shen Guanren: "just now, both hands are in hand. If I come in half a minute later, I can't be sure that I'll be able to point out that..."

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

Shang Shaocheng glanced at him coldly and said in a voice, "I wanted to eat two more tins of canned food. It's enough to see you in an instant."

Looking at the figure of shangshao City, Chen Boxuan turned his lips and murmured in a low voice, "it's better not to eat, I'll eat all by myself."

Shen Guanren stood in the kitchen and didn't leave. He said, "take it out and let's share it."

CEN Qinghe dug out the medicine bag in the drawer of the living room. It was sent by Shang Shaocheng a while ago. At that time, she saw something like gauze in it and laughed at it. Now it's better, thanks to the medicine bag.

She pricked it very deeply. A band aid alone would ooze blood, so Cen Qinghe turned out the gauze and thought of cutting a piece of gauze, wrapping it first and then sticking it.

Shang Shaocheng saw her thumbs up with her right hand. He walked over and picked up the gauze and said to her, "hand."

CEN Qinghe looked up at him, but he frowned slightly, as if he was impatient.

She didn't dare to be polite, so he didn't think she was too polite.

She stretched out her hand. Shang Shaocheng helped her wrap a few circles of gauze around her fingers, then cut the long section into two with scissors, and tied it as a rope.

When Cen Qinghe saw it, he even saved band aids.

"Thank you, business director."

Shangshaocheng threw the gauze into the medicine bag, sat down on the sofa and looked up at her. He earnestly asked, "don't forget to apply some chili oil when you change the gauze next time. It's better faster."

CEN Qinghe turned the corner of his mouth and said bitterly, "really, I sprinkle pepper when I bleed. My grandmother said that."

Shang Shaocheng asked, "who have you ever used it like this?"

CEN Qinghe turned his eyes a few times. He really hadn't met him.

"According to you, you don't have to go to the hospital for gunshot and knife wounds, as long as the pepper is enough."

When he was in a good mood, he unconsciously opened the pattern of accepting others.

CEN Qinghe also forgot his previous unhappiness, only frowned and said: "small injury, I said pepper is daily carelessly cut or scraped, who said very serious injury?"

She can't help but brain fill a picture, a man in the chest of a gun, blood and flesh fell on the bed, dying. Next to a group of doctors, the chief surgeon shouted: come on, bring me the pepper.

Then a group of aides and nurses, each holding a seasoning bottle used in a restaurant, sprinkled pepper on the wound.

Caught off guard, cen Qinghe stands in front of shangshao city and laughs.

Shang Shaocheng glanced at her in disgust. "I think you still have a lot to do if you don't sell your house. Set up a stall and make a fortune. Take your sunglasses and go to a quack. Anyway, don't abuse your" skills. "

Before Cen Qinghe can reply, Chen Boxuan and Shen Guanren come out of the kitchen and see Shang Shaocheng and Cen Qinghe sitting and standing face to face, which is more like leaders training their subordinates.

Shen Guanren took the lead in saying: "has the wound been treated?"

CEN Qinghe raised his thumb around the gauze's right hand and said with a smile, "it's all wrapped."

Shen Guanren said: "I'm so sorry that we've come to you for a meal to keep you busy all morning. I've also been hurt."

CEN Qinghe quickly replied: "it's my own carelessness. Besides, it's all right."

Chen Boxuan said: "I still want to ask you to play cards together in the evening. Can you still play like this now?"

CEN Qinghe asked, "what card to play?"

Chen Boxuan said: "will mahjong be held?"

CEN Qinghe nodded, "northeast mahjong, don't know what mahjong night city here."

Shen Guanren said: "in fact, it's very simple. You know how to play cards. We'll understand as soon as we talk to you."

CEN Qinghe said, "when will you play?"

Chen Boxuan looked at the time, "let's go now."

CEN Qinghe said: "then you wait a little while. I'll go in and change my clothes."

CEN Qinghe went back to his bedroom. Shang Shaocheng, who was sitting on the sofa, looked up at Chen Boxuan and asked, "where's the tin?"

Chen Boxuan looked back at him, "what can?"

Shang Shaocheng said, "yellow peach can."

Chen Boxuan Mou son tiny pick, "you don't like to eat can?"

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

Chen Boxuan white one eye, "did not have."

Shang Shaocheng's face sank immediately. Chen Boxuan didn't want to die himself, so he glanced his chin aside and sold his friends for glory. "I didn't eat it alone. Guanren ate more than me."

Shen Guanren is not so eager to get rid of himself as Chen Boxuan. He just sits quietly and takes up the peony painting to enjoy himself. He looks at it and says: "there are so many things. After passing this village, there is no such shop."

Chen Boxuan immediately said: "well, there was once a big bowl of canned peaches in front of someone, but he didn't know how to cherish them..."