Mr.Lu is blacklisted again

The hot air from the edge of the pot kept pouring up, burning her arm a little painful. Lu tingwan couldn't help shrinking his hand. As a result, even the salt and spoon fell into the pot accidentally.

"Hey..." Lu listens to the night in a hurry. He is in a hurry to pick up the spoon from the pot. As a result, the spoon hasn't touched yet, but his arm is scalded by the edge of the hot pot.

"Ah."

With a scream, Su Li hurried back and saw Lu tingwan's face in pain. He looked at his arm and hurried to get the spatula

"Late, late."

Su Li quickly walked over, pulled up her arm and looked, but she saw a two centimeter long blister on her white arm, surrounded by red.

"Why are you so careless."

Su Li quickly pulled her to the sink, turned on the tap and flushed at the scalded place.

"That dish..."

"Never mind that dish."

"I'm fine. It doesn't hurt."

"It's all hot like this, and she said it's all right." Su Li blamed herself very much. She shouldn't let her try so quickly, who is completely unfamiliar with the kitchen.

"This needs to be rushed for a while, or it will hurt a lot later. You rush first and I'll turn off the fire."

Su Li told Lu to listen later, take away the spatula in her hand, and then turn off the fire.

After a few minutes, sulila landed late and went out of the kitchen.

"There is no scald medicine at home. I have to go out and buy it. Wait for me at home. Don't go into the kitchen. I'll be back soon."

Su Li took her coat and opened the door.

"Oh, pear, don't go. I'm really fine. It'll be fine by itself tomorrow." Lu tingwan wanted to stop her, but Su Li had gone.

"I'll be back soon. Wait for me."

Lu tingwan sat in his chair, looked at Su Li who left in a hurry, and looked down at the blisters on his arm. Somehow, he couldn't control his tears.

The negative emotions accumulated at the bottom of her heart rushed up like a flood, pressing her out of breath.

There was a lump in his throat. Lu tingwan raised his head slightly and took two deep breaths, trying to calm his mood.

It seemed that a car stopped outside, and then a knock on the door rang, accompanied by a anxious cry to nine: "miss wanwan, miss wanwan, open the door."

Lu was stunned and suddenly looked at the door.

Listening to Chao Jiu's increasingly anxious knocking at the door, Lu tingwan slowly shook his fists, but he was indifferent.

"Miss wanwan, are you in there? Go back and have a look at your husband. He is ill. He has been burning all day and can't take the medicine. I really can't help it. Go back and have a look with me."

Lu tingwan turned pale.

Sick?

"Come back with me later to see your husband. The doctor said he would have problems if he burned like this."

"Evening, will you please be the ninth elder brother? Sir is really ill. He is still unconscious and still reading your name. Will you go back with me?"

"Late?"

"Late?" Chao Jiu smashed the door hard, so anxious that he was dizzy.

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

Lu tingwan appeared.

As soon as Chao Jiu was happy, he stretched out his hand and pulled up his hand: "come with me."

Lu tingwan stood still.

Look back at her.

Lu listens to Wan's eyes, and then slowly pulls his hand back.

"I'm not a doctor," she said in a faint voice.