Chapter 668

Shen Zhiyu clenched his hand and shook his head in pain: "it's ok... How did you get up so early today? Are you hungry?"

Xia Beiqing nodded.

Shen Zhiyu walks over, pushing Xia Beiqing's wheelchair with one hand, pushing him back to the room with some difficulty. 

"Wait for me. I'll get you something to eat."

Xia Beiqing shows Shen Zhiyu his notebook.

——Mr. Shen, I'll help you in the kitchen.

Shen Zhiyu touched his head: "the kitchen is too small. Two people can't turn around. You wait for me in the room. It will be fine soon."

Xia Beiqing nodded cleverly.

When Shen Zhiyu walked out of the room and closed the door, his face became tense. He tightly covered the bleeding arm and twisted his brow in pain.

After leaning against the wall for a long time, he stood up, walked into the kitchen with heavy steps, opened the refrigerator and took a look. Finally, he took a bag of noodles.

The bleeding arm was too painful to move. Shen Zhiyu could only use one hand to pick up the water, one hand to screw the gas stove, and the other hand to make noodles.

Because he didn't have much strength, he accidentally knocked over the lid of the pot and was almost scalded by hot water several times. For the first time, it took him half an hour to cook a simple noodle. When he put the noodles into the bowl, Shen Zhiyu was already sweating.

He put the bowl on the table, the bottom of which was so hot that his fingers turned red.

Shen Zhiyu wiped the sweat from his forehead and forced himself to pull out a smile. Then he stepped into the room and said with a smile to Xia Bei in his wheelchair, "OK, I'll cook noodles for you."

When he came to the living room, Xia Beiqing saw that there was only a bowl of noodles on the dining table. He picked up his pen and paper and wrote to Shen Zhiyu.

——Mr. Shen, don't you eat?

Shen Zhiyu shook his head with a smile: "I've eaten outside, and I'm not hungry yet."

Xia Beiqing picked up the chopsticks and put the noodles in his mouth. As soon as he took a bite, he stopped.

Shen Zhiyu looked at him: "what's the matter?"

Xia Bei leans on chopsticks and writes on paper.

——Mr. Shen, the noodles are a little salty than usual.

He raised the paper and gave Shen Zhiyu an embarrassed smile.

Shen Zhiyu also laughed: "I didn't notice. Is it salty? Shall I cook you another bowl? "

Xia Beiqing shakes his head.

——It doesn't matter. Mr. Shen's noodles are still delicious.

He picked up his chopsticks and continued to eat noodles.

After eating the noodles clean and taking some vitamin calcium tablets, Xia Beiqing felt sleepy. Shen Zhiyu pushed him into the room with one hand and helped him to bed.

Suddenly, Xia Beiqing grabs Shen Zhiyu's neck with his arm and looks at Shen Zhiyu with his eyes.

Shen Zhiyu asked, "what's the matter?"

Xia Beiqing took the pen and paper from his head and put it into Shen Zhiyu's hand after writing.

Shen Zhiyu opened the paper and saw a sentence written on it.

——Mr. Shen, if I lose control again, you tie me up and don't let me hurt you.

Seeing this sentence, Shen Zhiyu's eyes were hot, and he felt a sour feeling from the bottom of his heart. He hugged Xia Beiqing tightly and said chokingly, "no... you didn't hurt me, you've been protecting me."

Xia Beiqing stretched out his hand and patted Shen Zhiyu on the back, as if he was coaxing him in this way.

I don't know how long it took. Xia Beiqing fell asleep on the bed. Shen Zhiyu covered the bed for him and walked out of the room. It happened that he Jiayi called at this time.

After connecting, he Jiayi asked at the other end, "how about it? How's the arm? "