Xie Yu raised his hand and looked at it. He said with a smile, "no need."

His hand looks badly hurt.

The liquid in the test tube is very corrosive. Xie Yu's health is not good. If you leave it like this

Muchuan thought, don't go too far.

This is Xie Yu's own business. What does he care about.

He deserved the pain.

Xie Yu lowered his head and took medicine for him. He acted very carefully, as if he was not treating a person, but a very rare treasure.

Muchuan's eyes flashed, and a subtle emotion permeated his heart.

No one has ever treated him like this.

[Ding Muchuan's liking degree + 5, current total favoritism: 8.]

Muchuan bowed his head and pursed his lips, and he was somewhat nostalgic for such eyes.

If only he could see him like that all the time

Xie Yu quickly took medicine for him. After taking the medicine, he put on his clothes which had been washed and dried.

Clean cotton pajamas with a touch of detergent aroma and warm feeling.

Muchuan knew that he had been in the sun.

After changing his clothes for him, Xie Yu went out again and brought the quilt in. He bent down to make the quilt for Muchuan. A layer of sweat appeared between his forehead.

Muchuan looked up at the sweat between his forehead, eyes a little complicated.

Seeing that he was looking at him, Xie Yu raised his hand and wiped the sweat on his forehead with a smile, "am I sweating? I didn't realize I'll give it to you later. I'll take it out for you

Muchuan nodded gently.

Xie Yu turns around and goes out.

After a while, he came back with a small table, which was not small, with some sawdust on its four legs, as if it had just been sawn off.

Xie Yu put the table in front of Muchuan, "it's good to have a table to eat."

Muchuan looked down at the table. After Xie Yu left the room, he raised his elbow and leaned over. The feeling of lying on the table was strange and familiar to him.

In fact, everything around him, the bed under him, the sunlight outside when he just woke up, his clean clothes and the food Xie Yu brought to him were strange and familiar to him.

He saw everything in the video, but it was the first time that he touched it.

The smell of food came from the door. It was Xie Yu who came in with something.

He carried a ceramic stew cup and a small bowl. The lid of the stew cup was casually covered, and the fragrance came from inside.

This is what Muchuan has never smelled before.

What is this?

Xie Yu bent down to put the stew cup and small bowl in front of him, and then slowly lifted the lid. Inside the lid were light yellow soup and a quick rotten chicken. On the top of the lid was a little green scallion.

Muchuan's Adam's apple rolled.

Good smell

It's delicious. It's more fragrant than the lean meat porridge I've eaten before.

Xie Yu brought him a bowl of soup. This is the chicken he threw in and stewed for hours at a low fire. The meat is rotten. He should be able to eat some.

"You have a wound in your hand. I'll feed you." Xie Yu took the spoon and filled it with a spoon. He lowered his head and blew it gently. Then he took the spoon to his mouth and said.

Muchuan has never eaten before, and has been playing nutrition. It may not be good for him to eat pasta and rice directly. It is better to give him some liquid food first.

Muchuan frowned and didn't seem to want to, but he looked at Xie Yu's firm face and opened his mouth gently.