Dark sugar is hard to prevent

Chapter 171 Blood Sickness (2 more)
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Fu Shiyu came back from get off work and changed his shoes in the entrance. Seeing that the kitchen light was on, he put the car keys in his hand into the key bowl on the entrance cabinet, changed his slippers, and went to the kitchen to have a look.

Tang Xien was cutting sashimi, wearing a disposable glove on his left hand, and holding a vegetable knife in his right hand, the slices of sashimi on the plate were cut crookedly, with different thicknesses.

"You need to use that long knife to cut sashimi." Fu Shiyu said, reaching out to the knife holder, and took out a sharp long knife.

"I'll do it." He patted Tang Xien on the shoulder, took the knife, and went to the sink to clean it.

When he turned around again, Tang Xien was still standing in front of the cutting board tossing the poor piece of salmon, while reaching out to him: "Give me the knife, I'll try it."

He handed the knife to her: "be careful, this knife is very sharp."

"Okay, I don't have presbyopia."

A piece of salmon was cut, although it was a bit thick, it was okay.

Tang Xi'en disliked it being too thick, and said that it should be thinner, so he continued to cut.

Fu Shiyu stared at the knife and fingers under her hand, saw that she had put the knife too close to her fingers, and was about to remind her, but when she stabbed down, she suddenly yelled.

"Cut it?" He quickly grabbed her hand and looked at it.

A cut was made on the index finger, along with the nails.

The bright red blood stained the transparent gloves, she screamed, her breathing became short of breath, and her face turned pale: "Quick, get me a Band-Aid."

Fu Shiyu didn't speak, and calmly took her hand to the sink.With one hand, she turned her head to her chest, and with the other hand, she took the constant temperature kettle beside her, and rinsed the incision on her hand with boiling warm water.

The blood mixed with warm water, turned pink, and gurgled down the sink into the sewer.

Tang Xi'en was trembling all over, buried his face in Fu Shiyu's arms, and clutched his shirt tightly with one hand.

Fu Shiyu pinched the knife edge with his index finger and thumb for a while, until the blood stopped so violently that he ran outside to get the medicine box.

Iodine was used to disinfect and sterilize, and gauze and tape were tied to stop the bleeding.

Tang Xi'en's face was pale, and his chest heaved up and down due to his rapid breathing.

Fu Shiyu felt distressed for a while, hugged her into his arms again, and comforted her softly: "It's okay, the bleeding has stopped."

After hugging for a while, he felt that the mood of the person in his arms had stabilized, and he said again: "When I'm not at home, don't use the knife yourself. What if you bleed again and faint at home?"

"Okay." The voice said timidly, "I'll go to my mother's place, no cooking."

"That's good." Fu Shiyu kissed her hair, "You go to the living room to have a rest, I'll finish, and I'll call you when I can eat later."

After saying this, he seemed to be afraid that she would faint on the way, so Fu Shiyu simply picked her up, placed her properly on the sofa, and turned on the TV to divert her attention.

However, as soon as he entered the kitchen, he made another glass of salt water and sugar water and brought it to her before the medicine box was packed with iodine, and then he returned to the kitchen to prepare dinner.

There is a stewed steak in the stew pot, two vegetable and fruit salads have been mixed, the sashimi is cut in half, and the mushroom cream soup is not cooked, but the ingredients have been prepared.

Fu Shiyu put his tail away, and in less than 10 minutes, he brought out the dinner.

"Tangtang, it's time to eat."

"Eh, good."

Seeing her lingering for a long time and not coming, Fu Shiyu went to the living room to take a look. Tang Xien was staring at the bandaged fingers in a daze.

"Bear Infested" was playing on TV, so it could be seen that she hadn't watched TV just now, she had been staring at her fingers in a daze.

He walked over, sat down next to her, and asked, "Does the wound hurt?"

"No, it's just a feeling of shock."

He immediately wrapped her injured left hand into his palm, and pulled her up: "You always look like you're going to have to respond. From this moment on, if you forget that you have a wound on your hand, you won't be able to respond."

"Okay, although it's hard to do, I'll try my best." The tone seemed helpless.

Fu Shiyu smiled, raised his hand and rubbed her hair: "Go, after dinner, go downstairs and wash your hair."

Sitting at the dining table, Tang Xien didn't have the slightest appetite looking at the plate of sashimi. He always felt that there was blood on it, so he kept calling Fu Shiyu to bring the sashimi to the kitchen.

Fu Shiyu picked up a piece and ate it. After eating, he said, "You can't always be afraid when you see blood. You need to strengthen your mental training slowly. Let's start with this bloody sashimi."

In fact, there was no blood, he had already thrown away the pieces that were stained with blood, but Tang Xi'en still had a shadow in his heart.

She watched Fu Shiyu eat the sashimi piece by piece, felt uncomfortable in her stomach, swallowed her saliva violently, and asked, "Aren't you afraid that there will be my blood on it, will it make you dirty if you eat it?"

Fu Shiyu didn't speak, but there was an inexplicable smile on the corners of his lips, and he looked at her with raised eyebrows, his eyes were full of content.

Tang Xien, who was already absent-minded after eating this meal, lost his appetite.

After dinner, the two of them went downstairs to the hairdressing salon to wash their hair, and when they finished washing, they came up and prepared to take a bath.

Because the wound could not touch the water, Tang Xi'en wrapped plastic wrap around his finger, then put his injured hand on the edge of the bathtub, immersed himself in the constant temperature bathtub, soaked for a while, washed it casually with his uninjured right hand, and then came up.

When he wrapped his bathrobe and went to the cloakroom, Fu Shiyu was checking his suitcase for the northeast tomorrow.

"I've put them away for you. See if there's anything missing." Tang Xi'en walked to his closet, took a pink dress from it, untied the bathrobe, and put on a nightdress.

Fu Shiyu glanced at the contents of the suitcase, and quickly locked the suitcase: "It's pretty good, everything is packed, girls are careful and considerate."

Tang Xi'en had already put on her nightgown and was sitting on a soft stool.

She glanced at Fu Shiyu who was standing in front of the closet looking for a bath towel, and said with a smile, "If you want to praise me for being careful, just say 'you're just being thoughtful', it's fine, why are you pulling other girls? Talked to a lot of thoughtful girls."

Fu Shiyu: "...you are just careful and thoughtful."

At the end, he asked again: "Does your hand still hurt?"

Satisfied, Tang Xi'en put on his clothes, ran over and put his arms around his waist, and rubbed his cheek against his back a few times: "It doesn't hurt anymore, I made a false alarm. I won't buy sashimi from now on and come back to cut it. That thing is soft Huh, it's really not easy."

As he said that, he pulled his eyebrows and muttered: "But you like to eat sashimi."

Fu Shiyu came down with a clean bath towel, and said as he walked, "I don't have anything I particularly like to eat, except mutton and dog meat, I will eat whatever else you make."

"Okay!"

He rubbed her hair, took her into the room, and said in a low voice: "I have an early flight tomorrow, let's go to bed early tonight, I'll go take a shower first, don't sleep, wait for me to come out."

This hint was obvious, Tang Xien blushed, pointed to the bandaged hand and said, "But I'm injured."

"It doesn't affect..."

　There are three more, continue to brush.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)