President, please spoil me!

The blood, which flowed like a shallow stream, flowed quietly on his hands and fell on the bedding drop by drop.

Xing Hua looked at his face, her heart was paralyzed, her eyes were dull, and she whispered in a trance, "Don't be like this."

He had no expression on his face, "I want to beg you, don't do this."

"I just don't have an appetite, I don't mean to think about it."

She really has a physical lack of appetite.

Don't eat if you don't want to eat, she never likes to force herself.

If you don't eat a few meals, you can't die, and even if you do die, she doesn't necessarily care about it.

Huo Sicheng leaned down, his blood-spreading fingers were still clasping her chin, and said in a deep hoarse voice, "Then treat it as if I beg you to eat something every meal, okay?"

Her lips moved, but no sound came out.

He pushed too close, and she looked away hastily.

"Still," he said with a calm tone and a slight smile, "do you think this cut is too light, not as good as the one you took with the fruit knife?"

Her nerves were severely torn, and she suddenly looked at him again.

"I was afraid to scare you, so I scratched lightly..."

Before he could finish speaking, Xing Hua snatched the utility knife from his hand, threw it out with his hand, hit the glass of the floor-to-ceiling window, and fell back to the ground, "Huo Sicheng..."

"It's good if you feel it." He stared into her eyes and interrupted her words, "It's not just that you are afraid and distressed. You are the most frightening because you are so unscrupulous and do whatever you want even if you don't take yourself seriously. Understand?"

Xing Hua bit her bloodless lips, breathing deeper and faster.

Finally, she said weakly, "You go to bandage first."

Huo Sicheng stood up straight, and picked up the thermometer beside him with his uninjured hand, "Hold it under the armpit, I'll put a Band-Aid on it and come over to change your mattress."

Xing Hua took it, but didn't move.

So he also stood, not moving, not urging, just looking at her quietly.

In the end, it was Xing Hua who mechanically put the thermometer under the armpit from the neckline.

Huo Sicheng dropped two pillows on her back for her with one hand, then turned and walked to the living room.

The medicine box was newly prepared by the doctor the day before yesterday, and it contained medicines for colds and medicines for minor injuries. He sprinkled some medicines casually, and put a band-aid in the middle of the wound casually.

He did only swipe lightly because she reacted too much to it.

But if he doesn't do this, I really don't know how to make her eat obediently, she doesn't care so much——

[When it is burning, it will recede, and it will be fine when it is sick... 】

【At my age, unless I jump off the balcony, I won't just die like this...】

After Huo Sicheng treated the wound, he didn't go back to the bedroom directly, but went to the kitchen, turned off the fire of the casserole, opened the lid, and the tangy aroma filled most of the kitchen.

Xing Xing, who was cooking, blinked, "Brother-in-law, did you cook this?"

The man took a small soup bowl and filled it calmly, "Yeah."

She asked in surprise, "Can you cook?"

In fact, just looking at the dishes he cut... the knife skills are very good.

"meeting."

Xing Xing smelled the fragrance and said with emotion, "My brother said before that the people around my sister are all masters of cooking, so it is true."

"..."

In her brother's original words, your sister is a small ancestor, and in view of the effect of magnetic field gravity, anyone who can be attracted by her can serve the ancestor.

Huo Sicheng ignored her, and went to the bedroom with a small bowl of soup.

Xing Hua leaned on the pillow, staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows in a daze.

The soup cooked in a casserole is very fragrant.

"Dinner will be ready in half an hour. You can finish your soup first, and I will give you a banana later."

She turned her head and her gaze fell on his hand.

"Si Cheng," she called his name softly, her throat swelled like a tide, but her tone of voice was light, "I made it very clear this morning, we are divorced,"

Xing Hua paused for a moment, her voice became softer, but also more ruthless, "You know, when I say break up, I mean break up."

The man froze when he lowered his head to scoop up the soup.

A scented mist rises from the soup and spreads out.

Huo Sicheng raised his eyes and looked at her, his sneering smile was full of mockery, "Yes, but I dumped you, and I will never get rid of you."

Xing Hua pursed her lips.

Huo Sicheng took a spoonful of soup and fed it to her lips, "Drink it, you look so sick, you don't even have the strength to climb up to the Civil Affairs Bureau, let alone," he said flatly, "You seem to have forgotten , you were the daughter of the Commander’s family back then, but I am no longer the one who admires you.”

She pursed her lips even tighter, and she didn't say what she almost blurted out.

The spoon had already been fed to her lips, and just as she opened her mouth, the man's movements suddenly stopped.

"Why did you sever ties with the Xing family?"

She was opening her mouth slightly, and when she heard him suddenly ask such a sentence, she looked at him blankly, "What?"

Huo Sicheng held his temper, asked again, and said flatly, "Didn't you rather break up with me and marry that idiot named Su for the future of the Xing family? Why did you not hesitate to sever the relationship?"

Not only did she not answer him, she was even more at a loss for a moment.

He actually knew that in the bottom of Xing Hua's heart, he felt that he was really sorry for Mrs. Xing and Mrs. Xing. The death of her own brother and her biological father had always been a debt on her heart, so even though she grew up over the years, she became more indifferent and rebellious. , In the end, he chose to obey the marriage without much struggle, and sacrificed himself as a kind of compensation.

Why did you sever ties with the Xing family?

Why did she sever ties with the Xing family?

Why can't I remember...

Huo Sicheng looked at her face carefully, "The Su family treats you badly, and the Xing family stands by?"

She frowned, showing a look of disgust.

"The whole family is disgusting."

Huo Sicheng put the spoon back into the bowl, "Have you bullied me?"

"It's nothing," Xing Hua said calmly, "My brother said that I will always be worse than those who have bullied me or tried to bully me."

"..."

Huo Sicheng took another spoonful of soup, and this time he successfully fed it into her mouth.

Probably because she was concerned about his injury, she still opened her mouth to drink this bowl of soup obediently——

It's funny to say that the two of them, a majestic president of the world, and a high-achieving student known as a so-called child prodigy since the age of four or five, would use such a naive and stupid way to check and balance each other.

Huo Sicheng's hands became proficient after a few mouthfuls of feeding, his eyes no longer looked at the spoon but at her face, the album of pencil sketches flashed through his mind, what Miller said, and Xing Shen All the things revealed intentionally or unintentionally seem to be about her affection.

After finishing the bowl of soup, he put the bowl on the bedside, and finally asked a question he had asked before, "Why did you marry Su Qin?"

She raised her eyes and looked at him anxiously.

"Even if they are married, why is it Su Qin?"