They didn't drive over and walked home.
All the bags are carried in Ke Yuan's hand. Looking at Sufu's low mood, Ke Yuan hands one of the bags to her, "take one."
Sufu stretched out her left hand to carry it, but Ke Yuan gave it to her again, "take it, I'm so tired."
After sipping her lips, Sufu stretched out her left hand again, but Ke Yuan handed it to her right hand.
Thinking of what happened just now, Sufu was a little annoyed. "You mean it? I know I can't take it. "
"You didn't take it. How do you know you can't?" Ke Yuan's deep eyes looked at her, "after the injury, have you ever tried to do things with your right hand?"
She didn't, so she was lost again and again. She just gave up.
Sufu's eyes were sour. She sucked her nose and said angrily, "it's useless even if I try."
It's not that she's too sad, it's that way.
Ke Yuan felt sorry for her appearance, but he put down the shopping bag in his hand, took out a lighter one, raised her right hand and hung it on her wrist.
Her right arm is still normal. It's just that the place where the tendon is connected is broken, so she can hold it.
"Isn't that ok?" Ke Yuan wants to encourage her to be positive and not give up like this. Even if she can't get back to her original state, she is not a useless person.
Sue blinked, relieving the sore feeling in her eyes. "Let's go."
"Well, let me know when you're tired." Ke Yuan bent his lips, picked up the shopping bag on the ground and followed her.
At dinner in the evening, Ke Yuan watched Sufu use the spoon all the time. He frowned slightly, took the spoon in her hand and handed her a pair of chopsticks, "use chopsticks."
"I'm not used to using chopsticks with my left hand." Sufu said lightly.
She is not born left-handed, it takes a while to adapt to this, so she prefers to use a spoon.
Ke Yuan nodded and looked at her right hand on the table. "Then try to use your right hand. Use your arm to control. Although your fingers have no strength, they can move at least."
What he said was very straightforward and even more serious.
Su Fu pursed her lips and looked at the chopsticks. She picked them up with her left hand and put them in her right hand. She stroked them with some difficulty. She raised her hand and reached for the nearest plate. After several attempts, she couldn't pick them up. A chopstick even fell out
Some lost and angry in her heart, Sufu frowned and impatiently threw the chopsticks out, "I said I can't, why don't you believe it?"
She can't use her hands at all. She doesn't have any intuition and strength. It's just like furnishings.
When she got up and went back to her bedroom, Sue slammed the door
Ke Yuan looked at the door and sighed softly, with a deep heartache in his eyes.
He can't either, but he has to make Sufu accept this fact and be positive.
Otherwise, she would have been so negative, and her right hand is not hopeless.
Ke Yuanyuan picked up her job, put some dishes she liked on it, and then got up and went to her bedroom.
Sufu didn't turn on the light. She sat alone on the bed, kneeling and hugging herself.
Ke Yuan raised his hand to turn on the light. Sufu closed his eyes and felt that he came and put his head away. "I can't use chopsticks. I don't want to eat any more."
Ke Yuan listened to her child's general wayward tone with a smile, went to the bedside and sat down, "then you'll never eat. You're not allowed to use a spoon from today on."
Sufu raised her eyes and looked at him angrily, "Why are you doing this to me?"