"You just need to follow your original plan and deal with Wen Shan." Xi Ying said, stretching and yawning.
She glanced at the clock on the wall.
One forty in the morning.
"I'm going to bed." Xi Ying stood up and walked to the bedroom.
"What about me?" Shen He looked at Xi Ying innocently.
"Sleep on the sofa." Xi Ying pointed to the couch under him. "You can't move around because you're injured anyway. Such a big place is enough for you to sleep on."
"Won't your conscience hurt if you treat an injured person like this?"
Xi Ying turned her head slightly, with a bright smile in her dark eyes, "I have no conscience."
[Wow host, I heard such a straightforward self-analysis from you as soon as I came back. Is this really good?]Xiao Yiyi reconnected to Xi Ying.
Xi Ying closed the bedroom door and locked it.
Shen He struggled to stand up while holding the wound on his abdomen, walked to the bedroom door, and knocked twice, "Bailuobo, do you really not care about my life or death?"
"After the red bean soup is boiled, take it and drink it yourself." After Xi Ying inside said this, she made no sound.
Shen He: "..."
Just now he had moved Xi Ying to cook red bean soup for him, but he didn't expect that he would have to make it himself in the end!
Drink the shitty red bean soup!
Shen He walked back to the sofa and sat down with dark eyes.
After thinking about it, he took out his mobile phone and anonymously sent the evidence that he had prepared to prove that Wen Shan was the murderer of the rotting corpse to the police station mailbox.
Originally, he wanted to wait a little longer, but now the relationship between him and Bailuobo seems to have made great progress, so he might as well use Wen Shan to go to jail to express his sincerity!
Not long after, the red bean soup in the kitchen started boiling. The soup opened the lid of the pot and poured on the flame, making a "stinging" sound.
Shen He, who said he would not drink red bean soup, finally went over to turn off the fire and poured out the cooked red bean soup.
He also walked to the bedroom door with a bowl in hand, knocked on the door in a very awkward manner and asked: "White radish, do you want to drink red bean soup?"
But no reply was received.
…
Early the next morning, Xi Ying opened the door and walked out.
I didn't know when Shen He had woken up.
In other words, he didn't sleep at all all night.
The gauze on his wound was stained red with blood, and he looked very pitiful.
Seeing Xi Ying come out, Shen He raised his head and looked at her pitifully, but the first thing he said was -
"You wake up, there is red bean soup in the refrigerator, I will take it out for you to drink."
[I go! Has Shen·Pervert·He changed his gender?]
[Reporting to the host, your favorability towards Shen·Pervert·He has reached 60%. Well, women like this trick...]
Xi Ying came to Shen He and opened the medical kit. She took out the gauze and scolded: "You were shot in the stomach, not in the hand. Don't you know how to change it yourself? Why don't you change it when it's stained with blood like this?" Don’t you know it’s easy to get infected like this?”
Shen He bit his lower lip and tried his best to hold back the corners of his mouth that wanted to smile. He felt aggrieved: "I think my method is not as good as yours. I want to wait for you to help me."
"You can just serve the red bean soup and drink it yourself." Xi Ying took off the blood-stained gauze on Shen He's body and threw it into the trash can.
I don't know if it's because Shen He's physical fitness is so good or because he's a pervert, but his wounds look much better than yesterday.
"No, no matter what it is, I have to share it with you." Shen He shook his head stubbornly.
That serious expression looked childish.