Your Excellency, I love you!

Mo Shiche seemed very satisfied with her reaction, and took out his mobile phone with the other hand to send a text message. Within 10 minutes, Lian Su, who was still suffering from 'intermittent amnesia', bought another jujube porridge and brought it up .

But Lian Su ran away as soon as it was handed to him, not daring to stop for even a second.

Mo Shiche didn't have time to pay attention to him for the time being. He took the thermos box and handed it to the woman in his arms, "Drink it slowly, finish it all."

"No, I don't like porridge." Luo Qiangwei frowned, looked down at his slender left hand that had been scalded and blistered, and felt pain just looking at her, "You...don't you want to bandage it?"

"See when you finish drinking," the man stared at her, and said flatly, "I'll go as soon as you finish your porridge, or let it be like this, at worst, I'll die of pain here."

She stared at him with wide eyes, "You threatened me with your hand?"

"Well, if you threaten you, you don't have to drink it, I won't force you," Mo Shiche added after a pause, "Anyway, you overturned the porridge and scalded me, so the right to decide is entirely up to you." for you."

"..." Her eyes widened, "If you don't take care of the medicine now, you will have a scar. Aren't you afraid that your pretty hands will turn ugly?"

The man smiled lightly, "It's your husband's hand to turn ugly. Since you're not afraid, I have nothing to be afraid of."

Luo Qiangwei, "..."

Is this considered...a preposterous statement in disguise? !

In the end, she still couldn't think of a way to let him deal with the wound, and she was afraid that he would really have a scar on his hand because of her carelessness, so she obediently drank the porridge in the end.

And... It is true that she misunderstood him for attacking his mother, and he is innocent in this regard.

However, before drinking, she still couldn't help snorting, "I don't want to owe you, otherwise I don't know how you will bully me about scalding your hand in the future."

Mo Shiche raised his eyebrows slightly, "You want to have a future with me so much?"

"..."

Damn, how can he be so sneaky when he is usually so cold and talkative.

She resolutely lowered her head and drank the porridge, no longer asking for trouble.

And she sat on his lap during the whole porridge eating process, not so much being forced...it's better to say that she really didn't have the strength to move anymore.

Mo Shiche was indeed very tolerant, and he really did what he said. After Luo Qiangwei finished drinking the whole bowl of red date porridge, he let go of her in his arms, got up and went to the nurse's station to treat the burns.

Luo Qiangwei wanted to follow but was driven back to the ward by the man, and she didn't insist on following, to be honest...she would be afraid when she saw wounds, no matter how big or small.

It may also be that she was abused a lot in the lunatic asylum in her previous life, and there were new wounds every day... the sequelae left behind.

After drinking the hot porridge, her stomach warmed up, and the pain disappeared a lot. Luo Qiangwei sat beside Ding Fanying's hospital bed, feeling an uncontrollable sleepiness...

When Mo Shiche returned to the ward, he found that she had fallen asleep on her stomach again. He gently picked her up by the waist, and was about to walk out when he heard Ding Fanying's cautious voice behind him, "Shi Che, I... I have something I want to ask you something, but I hope...you don't get angry."

"What's the matter, you said."

"Is Qiangwei unhappy at your house?" Ding Fanying said with a worried face, "I feel like she doesn't like you as much as before, and she told me today that she might divorce you in the future... You two had a fight ?"

Mo Shiche's tall figure stood there, silent for a long time, until Ding Fanying thought he would not answer, he suddenly said calmly and indifferently, "There will be no divorce without quarrel."