But what about people? Where have people gone? She has been in bed for a long time, but she hasn't found anyone.

The narrator outside couldn't help sighing. Dr. Liu, who had just slept, was a little worried about his IQ. Fortunately, he was very smart at ordinary times. Of course, he was also high and cold. Fortunately, no one knew that Dr. Liu had such a strong contrast. Otherwise, I really didn't know whether he would cry or laugh?

"Dr. Liu, what are you looking for?"

Zeng Xubai stood at the door and asked her helplessly.

"I want to kiss my husband."

"Has your husband become a flea? Why don't you go to the roof to find him in the crack of the wall?"

"That's right."

Liu Liang raised her head and really looked at the roof.

The sound just now rang again.

"Dr. Liu, who do you think would stay on the roof so boring?"

"Maybe he wants to go to the house and uncover the tiles."

Liu Liang said quietly, then turned her head, "for example, someone who doesn't know where to go?"

She's so beautiful that I'm tired of it, so I found her a sister?

If someone really dares to do so, she immediately plucks the fox's hair.

Zeng Xubai put the things he was carrying on the table, went to the bed, sat down and began to follow Liu Liang's fried hair.

"Now you know the consequences of not sleeping in the middle of the night?"

"Well?"

Liu Liang doesn't know the consequences.

"Who told you not to get up?"

So it's not his fault. Liu Liang didn't sleep all night and couldn't wake up in the morning.

Liu Liang "..."

It seems to be her fault.

Her eyes again fell on Zeng's narrative arm, and she didn't know how she was wearing clothes. What's the matter now? Is there anything uncomfortable?

"Don't worry."

Zeng Xubai raised his scalded arm. "I went to the hospital in the morning. The doctor checked it and recovered very well. The blisters have gone down, and the redness and swelling are much lighter. Of course, the needle is finished."

He put the back of his hand in front of Liu Liang, and there was a visible pinhole on the back of his hand, which also proved that he didn't lie.

So early in the morning, Zeng's narration efficiency was extremely high. He showed himself the injury and gave himself an injection. Of course, even Dr. Liu brought back his breakfast for fear that she would be lazy. He didn't want to go out today.

Sure enough, he still knows Liu Liang very well.

Liu Liang just doesn't want to go out. She wants to prepare a medicine. It's a scalding medicine. She just thought of an ancient prescription last night. The herbs are simple and can be bought everywhere. There is one medicine. She uses fairy grass instead, which will be very effective, and won't leave too big scars in the follow-up

Otherwise, even if Zeng's narration is a good physique, but such a big scald, he still inevitably leaves scars, which will not look good in short sleeves in the future, although scars are an honor for a man, especially to save his wife.

But she doesn't want to leave a scar on Zeng Xubai. If her mother knows, she will chase her later.

She also turned grief and anger into a driving force and began to study scald medicine. She sat down all afternoon and still didn't eat or drink. If she hadn't been out of sight in her narration and fed her water several times, she really went crazy.

It was not until it was getting dark that Liu Liang stopped and rubbed her eyes. Alas, a high degree of concentration is bad. Her eyes are sour and uncomfortable.

"Drop some eye drops. It'll be fine in a minute."

Zeng Xubai found a bottle of eye drops and put it in front of Liu Liang.

Liu Liang nodded. Her eyes are very sour now. It's the reason why she uses her eyes too much.

Zeng Xubai helped her drop eyedrops, but he didn't move the pile of things Liu Liang put on the table.

He came over, sat down again and asked, what would you like to eat? I'll buy it for you later. He raised his wrist and looked at the time. It's only about eight o'clock. The small restaurants outside should not be closed yet.

"I want porridge."

Liu Liang doesn't want to eat anything now. She just wants to drink a bowl of white porridge and pickled vegetable steamed bread.

"There is no porridge outside."

Zeng Xubai rubbed Liu Liang's hair. They have lived here for half a month. Almost everyone in those small restaurants has eaten it. Really, none of them has white porridge.

"I just want white porridge."

Liu Liang closed her eyes and turned over again. Her hands also touched things. She didn't want to open her eyes after dropping eye drops

Zeng Xuxu took a pillow from the head of the bed and stuffed it in her arms. She also asked her to hold it.

"I'll cook you a bowl of porridge."

Zeng Xubai smiled, sample, do you really think you can beat him?

It's just porridge. It's easy.

"No."

Liu Liang opened her eyes to a slit. She could barely see Zeng's narration. She grabbed Zeng's sleeve. "If anyone knows, I think I'm abusing patients."

"Don't worry."

Zeng Xu told her to hold the pillow again, "it's just porridge, just one hand."

He got up and went to the small kitchen.

They have rice noodles and several pots, and cooking porridge in an electric rice cooker is fast, so they don't have to watch it all the time.

In less than half an hour, he had cooked two bowls of white porridge, heated two steamed buns, and heated the dishes he bought at noon.

When he put the porridge on the table with one hand, Liu Liang looked at him.

"As I said, one hand can."

Zeng's narration really didn't move the other hand. After all, he also wanted to be faster and better. He could only use one hand. It was very troublesome.

Liu Liang picked up the porridge and took a sip. The porridge was very fragrant. The rice oil was boiled out, and there was a unique fragrance of rice. In addition, several small dishes and steamed bread made her have a good impression of years.

You don't need big fish and meat, nor do you need delicacies. As long as you have this bowl of white porridge, it's enough.

After dinner, Liu Liang put her own ointment in front of Zeng's narration.

Zeng Xu generously stretched out his arm and put it on the table.

"You just believe me?"

Liu Liang feels that Zeng's narration is really easy to talk. What she says is what she says. When a mouse agrees without saying a word.

"Who else can I believe if I don't believe you?"

Zeng Xubai reached out and stroked her hair a little, "even if you want my life, I will give it to you."

Liu Liang "..."

What about the good silence and the good silence?

How can this man be so provocative? The top of Dr. Liu's heart is going to be crisp.

Liu Liang unties the bandage on Zeng Xubai's arm and recovers well. Indeed, the blisters have disappeared. Now it's time to reduce the swelling.

She took out her own ointment, like the black ointment of dog skin plaster, and then took a small brush and brushed it on Zeng Xuxu's arm bit by bit. Finally, she wrapped it with gauze.