Chapter 122

Shen Qinghuan held his pocket and looked around. It seemed that there was nothing he could help. He stood quietly and looked at Lu Ziheng.

Lu Ziheng couldn't stand Shen Qinghuan's eyes. When cutting pepper, he was absent-minded. When the knife cut into his index finger, he hissed and slipped away.

Shen Qinghuan quickly put down his pocket, grabbed his hand and said with concern, "your fingers are bleeding!"

Emm……

Originally, for Lu Ziheng, this small wound and bleeding were no big deal.

After ye Lanzhi's divorce from Lu Zhenting, coupled with his unstable work, Lu Ziheng learned to cook at a very young age.

Because there was no guidance, Lu Ziheng's fingers were often injured at that time, mostly by oil splashing or cutting with a knife.

Shen Qinghuan looked at the blood beads on Lu Ziheng's fingers and said that care is chaos. She accurately found iodine and cotton swabs from Lu Ziheng's home, completely ignoring why the other party was suspicious because of her behavior.

"You flush it with water first." Shen Qinghuan turned on the tap and motioned Lu Ziheng to put his hand in the sink. The water washed away the blood beads, leaving only the trace cut by the knife.

After all the water was dry, Shen Qinghuan carefully coated Lu Ziheng's wound with a cotton swab dipped in iodophor. She heard a slight hiss from her head.

"Does it hurt?"

"OK."

"Later, I'll wrap you up, and it won't hurt when I shout." after detoxifying Lu Ziheng, Shen Qinghuan took out a band aid from his pocket and gently wrapped the wound for Lu Ziheng. Lu Ziheng, whose heart was itching because the cotton swab rolled in his fingers, suddenly stopped working.

The girl stood on tiptoe. She held Lu Ziheng's hand that had been pasted with a band aid, aimed at the wound and gently breathed out gas.

Itchy.

Lu Ziheng was treated so gently by Shen Qinghuan for the first time. He thought of his childishness in his previous life and thought he could move her with selfless dedication.

The result.

Lu Ziheng's heart was blocked again. His brain could hardly control his words. "Are you so good to every boy?"

"How can you think of me like that!" Shen Qinghuan immediately threw away Lu Ziheng's hand. Her eyes seemed to turn red easily. She knew she owed Lu Ziheng too much in her last life, but how could he think of himself as a casual person?

In this world, except Shen Haotian, she is only special to Lu Ziheng!

Lu Ziheng is not unaware of Shen Qinghuan's changes to himself. He is so stupid. How can he be so dumb in front of the girl he likes!

In order to regain Shen Qinghuan's attention to himself, Lu Ziheng plans to show his proud cooking from small to large.

Maybe it's too eager for success.

He didn't grasp the kitchen knife firmly and fell to the ground.

Fortunately, Shen Qinghuan still has a distance from himself, but Lu Ziheng really feels that he has gone to the Waterloo of life.

"You're hurt, I'd better come!" Shen Qinghuan turned back. She squatted down and picked up the kitchen knife that had fallen on the ground. If the little girl hadn't gone to the sink to wash, Lu Ziheng, who was guilty, would have thought she would cut her T-T

He's here for a talent show!

How can Shen Qinghuan really cook!

Lu Ziheng stubbornly dragged the apron on the wall and insisted that Shen Qinghuan not cook.

"Don't underestimate me. I really can cook!"

Of course Lu Ziheng knew that the fairy could cook.

That level and technology perfectly inherited his future mother-in-law, Ms. Yan!

The picture of how he ate food poisoning and lay in the hospital in his previous life clearly emerged again.