The heat from the edge of the pot continued to surge up, causing her arms to ache. Lu Tingwan couldn't help but shrink her hand, and accidentally dropped even the salt spoon into the pot.

"Huh..." Lu Tingwan was anxious and hurriedly tried to pick up the spoon from the pot, but before the spoon touched it, his arm was burned by the hot edge of the pot.

"ah."

A scream frightened Su Li and she quickly turned around. She saw Lu Tingwan's expression was painful. She looked at her arms and went to get the spatula anxiously...

"Wanwan."

Su Li walked over quickly, took her arm and took a look, but saw a two-centimeter-long blister on her fair arm, and the surrounding area was red.

"Why are you so careless?"

Su Li quickly pulled her to the sink, turned on the faucet and washed the burnt area.

"That dish..."

"Don't worry about that dish."

"I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

"It's already permed like this and you still say it's okay." Su Li blamed herself very much. She shouldn't have let someone who was completely unfamiliar with the kitchen try it so quickly.

"This will take a while, otherwise it will be very painful. You rush it first, and I'll turn off the heat."

Su Li told Lu Ting to wait a moment, took the spatula from her hand, and then went to turn off the fire.

After rushing for a few minutes, Su Li pulled Lu Tingwan out of the kitchen.

"There is no burn medicine at home. I have to go out and buy it. You wait for me at home. Don't go into the kitchen again. I will be back soon."

Su Li took her coat and opened the door.

"Hey Lizi, please don't go. I'm really fine. He will be fine by himself tomorrow." Lu Tingwan wanted to stop her, but Su Li had already left.

"I'll be back soon, please wait for me for a while."

Lu Tingwan sat on the chair, looked at Su Li who was leaving in a hurry, and then looked down at the blisters on her arms. Somehow, she couldn't control her tears.

The negative emotions accumulated in her heart suddenly surged up like a flood, overwhelming her and suffocating her.

There was a lump in the throat, and Lu Tingwan raised his head slightly, took two deep breaths, and tried to calm down.

A car seemed to have stopped outside the house, and then there was a knock on the door, followed by Zhaojiu's anxious shout: "Miss Wanwan, Miss Wanwan, please open the door."

Lu Tingwan was stunned and suddenly looked at the door.

Listening to Chaojiu's increasingly anxious knocks on the door, Lu Tingwan slowly clenched his fists, but remained indifferent.

"Miss Wanwan, are you in there? You should go back and see your husband quickly. He is ill. He has a high fever that won't go away. He has been burning all day and can't take any medicine. I really have no choice. You and I

Let’s go back and take a look.”

Lu Tingwan's face turned pale.

fall sick?

"Wanwan, please come back with me to see your husband. The doctor said he will have problems if he continues to burn like this."

"Wanwan, can you please beg me as Brother Ninth? Your husband is really seriously ill. He is unconscious now and is still chanting your name. Can you come back with me and have a look?"

"Wanwan?"

"Wanwan?" Chaojiu slammed the door hard, feeling dizzy with anxiety.

After shouting for a while, just when he thought Lu Tingwan would not open the door, the door opened.

Lu Tingwan appeared.

Chaojiu felt happy and reached out to take Tingwan's hand: "Come with me quickly."

Lu Tingwan stood still and didn't move.

Chaojiu looked back at her.

Lu Tingwan met his eyes, and then slowly pulled her hand back.
Chapter completed!