Quick Wear: After completing the mission, I escaped

Perhaps sensing the assistant's uneasiness, Ji Yunheng said, "Don't be nervous. I just want to learn how to sweep the floor."

The assistant was secretly relieved: "Okay, Mr. Ji, I will help you correct it."

Ji Yunheng recalled what Lu Suixin said, put the garbage shovel aside, and used the broom to sweep the food on the ground into the broom, but every time he swept, the garbage shovel moved back an inch.

Assistant: ... "Mr. Ji, you can hold the garbage shovel with your palm so that it won't run backwards."

Ji Yunheng obediently held the broom in one hand and the garbage shovel in the other, but he did not control the strength well, and the broom swept the garbage onto the smooth leather surface of his custom-made leather shoes, leaving horrible residues and scratches.

The assistant couldn't bear to watch it anymore and said, "Boss Ji, let me do it. Mr. Lu won't see it."

"No need, I can sweep it." Ji Yunheng didn't want anyone else to help him. He wanted to show Lu Sui Xin that he was changing.

It only took others a few minutes to sweep such a small amount of garbage, but Ji Yunheng took more than half an hour to finish sweeping it. He looked at the traces of oil on the ground and felt something was wrong: "Is it not swept clean?"

Of course it was not swept clean. The oil stains on the floor still needed to be mopped up, but the assistant did not dare to say this, for fear that Ji Yunheng would mop again after hearing it. So the assistant said against his conscience, "Boss Ji, the stains on the floor will not be visible after they dry. Now let's go to the hospital to see where you were injured. I asked the driver to get you a clean set of clothes just now, and you can change into them when the time comes."

Ji Yunheng frowned and said, "Clean? Then let's go."

Ji Yunheng refused to let anyone help him and limped into the car on one leg.

When Ji's mother heard the news, she rushed to the hospital. Seeing Ji Yunheng's ankle was covered in plaster, she looked distressed and asked, "How did you fall?"

Ji Yunheng originally thought it was just a simple sprain, but unexpectedly it was an avulsion fracture. His ankle was swollen like a big bun and was now wrapped in plaster and gauze, which was terribly thick.

The assistant was about to speak, but Ji Yunheng gave him a warning look and said, "Nothing, I didn't notice the stairs under my feet and missed a step."

Seeing Ji Yunheng's actions, Ji's mother knew that there must be something hidden behind this matter, but Ji Yunheng's behavior just now clearly showed that he didn't want her to know, "Where is it? Why are you so careless?"

Ji Yunheng was a little annoyed by the question and answered perfunctorily, "In the corridor."

Seeing Ji Yunheng's impatience, Ji's mother hesitated to speak, and the room was a little awkward for a while.

The assistant took a pair of crutches and pushed a wheelchair: "Boss Ji, I'll take you back first."

Ji Yunheng only took the crutch. He couldn't explain what he was stubborn about. He just wanted to prove it to Lu Sui Xin.

Mother Ji followed Ji Yunheng and said, "Ah Heng, you should sit in a wheelchair instead of using a cane. What if you get hit by someone and get injured again?"

Ji Yunheng walked slowly, "I can take care of myself."

When it comes to taking care of her, Ji's mother said, "Ah Heng, come home with me and I can take care of you at home."

Ji Yunheng paused after hearing this and said, "You take care of me? Five aunts at home take care of you, when will you take care of others?"

Ji Yunheng was telling the truth. Ji's mother used to be the eldest daughter, but she had a strong personality. After giving birth to Ji Yunheng, she started to be busy with work. Only in recent years, the power of Ji family fell into the hands of Ji Yunheng, and Ji's mother had some free time to visit Ji Yunheng often.

Mother Ji bit her lip and said, "Then I'll let the aunt at home take care of you, and find you a male nurse. Your feet are like this, it's not convenient."

Ji Yunheng thought for a moment and realized that he wanted to learn how to cook. If his aunt came over, he could practice his cooking skills with her. "Let my aunt cook and leave. There's no need for a nurse. I just sprained my leg, not broke it."

Seeing Ji Yunheng give in, Ji's mother quickly assured him, "I'll ask Auntie to cook and leave, and I won't disturb you. You won't see Auntie at home when you go home."

Ji Yunheng: "That's not what I meant. I want to watch Auntie cook."

Ji's mother asked in confusion, "What's so good about cooking?"

Ji Yunheng replied: "I want to learn how to cook."

Mother Ji didn't want Ji Yunheng to cook. She only had this one son. Even though she was busy with work before, she still loved Ji Yunheng. Now that she was getting older, she felt more and more indebted to Ji Yunheng. She wanted to hold Ji Yunheng in her hands. "Why learn to cook? Isn't the cooking of the aunt at home delicious? Then mom will find another aunt for you."

Ji Yunheng threw his crutches into the car first, then he grabbed the car door and jumped into the car on one foot. "No, I just want to learn to take care of myself. You go first, I want to go back."

After Ji Yunheng finished speaking, the car drove away. Ji's mother looked at the gradually shrinking car, her heart filled with sorrow. Was Ji Yunheng still holding a grudge for breaking up him and Song Yumian?

When Ji Yunheng returned home, his aunt poked her head out of the kitchen and said with a smile, "I'll wash the vegetables and start cooking."

Ji Yunheng limped over and said, "Auntie, I want to watch you cook. I want to learn."

Auntie has worked in the Ji family for more than ten years. She asked, "Why did Xiaoheng want to learn how to cook?"

Ji Yunheng said: "I just want to learn it and make it for others to eat."

After hearing this, the aunt laughed and teased, "Whose daughter is so lucky to be able to eat the food cooked by Xiaoheng?"

Ji Yunheng said firmly: "He is not a woman, he is a man. I like him and want to take care of him."

Auntie knew that Ji Yunheng had quarreled with the family because of a man before, and now there was another man. But she was just a nanny after all, and she never asked too much about the private affairs of the master's family: "Whether it's a man or a woman, Xiaoheng is happy."

Ji Yunheng felt a bitter taste in his mouth. His aunt knew this simple truth, but his mother had remained stubborn for so many years and had never figured it out.

Ji Yunheng watched his aunt chopping the side dishes and said, "Can I try it?"

The aunt glanced at Ji Yunheng's feet and said, "Just stand aside and watch."

Ji Yunheng knew that it was useless to just watch anything, and he had to try it out: "No, I want to try cutting it."

Auntie handed over the kitchen knife: "Then be careful."

"Ah."

Ji Yunheng cut very slowly, and although his cutting was very clumsy, it was still an improvement after all. After all, he knew how to cut vegetables now.

Auntie took a look and said, "Don't be in a hurry, Xiaoheng. Take your time. The side dishes don't need to be cut very beautifully."

Ji Yunheng said seriously: "Okay."

Ji Yunheng was getting more and more proficient at it. Looking at the onions on the table, he said, "Let me help you cut this."

The aunt was flipping the food in the pot, took a look and said, "Okay, go slowly so you don't cut your hands."

Ji Yunheng took the onion and cut it into two halves with one knife. Ji Yunheng took the other half of the onion, held it with his hand, and started cutting with a knife.

When he cut the second time, Ji Yunheng cut his hand directly. The onion skin was not peeled off, the blade slipped, and the flesh on the index finger fell off along with half of the nail, and a lot of blood was spilled.

"Ouch, how did you cut your hand!" Auntie anxiously wrapped Ji Yunheng's hand with a tissue, and the blood soon stained the tissue red and soaked it, "Where is the medicine box!"

Ji Yunheng: "Under the TV cabinet."

The aunt quickly went to get the medicine box and sprayed medical alcohol on Ji Yunheng's wound: "It hurts a little, bear with it, we need to go to the hospital, the bleeding won't stop."

Ji Yunheng: "No, it will stop after a while."

Auntie looked distressed, "Why do you want to learn how to cook?"

The aunt took a roll of gauze and used most of it before the bleeding on Ji Yunheng's finger stopped.

Ji Yunheng looked at the bloodstains seeping out of the white gauze and said, "I want to prove it to him."

Auntie didn't know what Ji Yunheng wanted to prove. "You sit here first. I'll go cook. You just broke your foot and now you cut your hand. I'll go to the temple near my home and pray for you to be safe and sound and to get rid of the disaster."

Ji Yunheng smiled and said, "Thank you, Auntie."

Ji Yunheng sat on the sofa, his hands were shaking, and his index finger and temple were hurting. Ji Yunheng opened the chat software, and Lu Suixin had blocked him. Now no matter what he sent, Lu Suixin could not see it, but he wanted to tell Lu Suixin what happened to him.

Ji Yunheng took a photo of his hand and sent it. A huge red exclamation mark appeared on the screen, but Ji Yunheng didn't care and typed with one hand: I accidentally cut my hand while learning cooking from my aunt today. I was wondering, if I cut my hand while learning cooking from you, would I get your comfort, or maybe you would give me a distressed look.

The outgoing message was blocked by a red exclamation mark, just like its owner.