Within two days, Wen Xinya heard that Ning Shuqian was stabbed in the hospital. Unfortunately, the stabbing did not really hurt Ning Shuqian, it just scratched her arm because she was in the hospital. , so the treatment was timely and there was not even much blood loss.
But Ning Shuqian was so frightened that she refused to stay in the previous hospital and was transferred to another hospital overnight.
Wen Xinya said a little angrily: "Shen Mengting hurt you and shed so much blood. Why did you just let someone cut her arm? You are really taking advantage of her."
Si Yiyan just smiled and said nothing.
Wen Wenya caressed the wound on his arm through her sleeves, but was careful to avoid hurting him by accident: "Although I don't want you to get involved in my relationship with Ning Shuqian, but this time you will suffer because of him. How could you let her go so easily with such a serious injury? Didn't you say you stabbed her before? As long as you don't kill someone, you can stab her as you please. "
Wen Xinya thought that he was taking care of her, so she didn't hit Ning Shuqian harshly, so she quickly made her position clear.
Si Yiyan took her hand and intertwined his fingers: "I know that stabbing her like this is too easy for her. She will always live in fear and uneasiness, suffering pain and suffering, feeling that her life is on the line every moment. Being threatened will prevent her from healing the scar and forgetting about the pain, and she will not dare to kill you next time.”
Wen Xinya looked at Si Yiyan with a bright light in her eyes: "Si Yiyan, you are really good at playing with people's hearts."
Fear is the most terrible enemy of human beings. Once the seeds of fear are sown, this terrible emotion will take root and grow in the heart, forming seeds called inner demons, which are hidden deep in the heart and are bound to be touched. hurt.
No matter from any aspect, playing with people's hearts is not a complimentary term. He did not want to get entangled with the woman he loved on this topic, so he changed the topic lightly: "What does it smell like?"
There is a faint bitterness and mouth-watering fragrance floating in the air, which is the unique taste of Xinya's medicinal food.
"Ah! I made the white meal!" Wen Xinya suddenly jumped up from his arms and rushed out of the study door.
With such an irritable and panicky look, there is no trace of his usual calmness and elegance.
Si Yiyan followed Wen Xinya to the kitchen. The smell of the food was light and bitter combined with the traditional Chinese medicine, but it was strange and made people eat.
Wen Xinya's cooking skills are excellent, especially after studying medicine with Du Shinan, she became more and more obsessed with the research of various health-preserving medicinal diets, and the medicinal meals she made tasted very delicious.
"The time is just right, otherwise this pot of white rice will be stewed in vain." Wen Wenya took a knife to cut green onions. She spent a lot of effort to stew this pot of white rice. There are many precious ingredients that can replenish qi and blood. Medicinal materials, white meal is rich in protein. Protein is excellent for wound recovery. It has anti-inflammatory and disinfectant properties, nourishes qi and blood, warms yang and strengthens the spleen, nourishes the liver and kidneys, dispels wind and dredges collaterals, etc. It can nourish the body and blood, and treat deficiency. , just right for Si Yiyan.
"I feel that I am the happiest man in the world." Si Yiyan gently hugged her waist from behind, rested his head on her shoulder, and watched her skillfully chopping green onions, feeling in his heart A piece of softness.
Wen Xinya couldn't help laughing: "Si Yiyan, are you possessed by Qiong Yao?"
Si Yiyan gently kissed her ear and whispered: "Wen Xinya, the first time I ate something you cooked was at Mo's house. At that time, you also made a white meal, but it wasn't for When I did it, I was thinking about you wearing an apron and washing my hands and making soup."
Wen Wenya thought that it was the first time she made heart-tonifying medicinal food for her grandfather, a pot of ginseng, wolfberry and wolfberry stew. Si Yiyan rarely used chopsticks, but whenever he did, he ate very slowly.
Si Yiyan asked in a low voice: "Who did you learn your cooking skills to be so good?"
I have known about her life in the past fifteen years. At that time, she had no chance to learn cooking skills. And after she returned to the Wen family, she had no chance to learn cooking skills, so she found it a bit strange that she was dressed like this. When did the five-star chef learn his cooking skills
Wen Wenya's body stiffened, and the knife she used to cut green onions slid, and the light suddenly reached her fingers: "Yeah!"
"Xinya, did you cut your finger? Let me take a look." Si Yiyan was startled and quickly grabbed her finger to check. He saw that her finger was still smooth and beautiful, without any damage, but her index finger was beautifully trimmed. A piece of the nail was cut off by a knife.
Wen Xinya's face was still a little pale, but she calmed down and said, "I'm fine, I just cut my nail."
She couldn't help but think of Chu Jingnan. She just met him in a restaurant near the college yesterday. Her cooking skills were learned in her previous life to please Chu Jingnan, but Chu Jingnan had never eaten anything she cooked. Later, Chu Jingnan After Jingnan and Xia Ruya got together, she never cooked again. She thought that her cooking skills were in vain, but she didn't expect... After being reborn, she would actually have the opportunity to cook for the man she loved. .
Different from the uneasy and petty flattery in her previous life, she only felt happy when cooking for Si Yiyan. This was probably true happiness.
"Why were you so careless? Fortunately, I didn't cut my finger. Although I want to share wealth and happiness with you, I don't want to share hardships and pain with you." Si Yiyan's fingers gently rubbed her index finger, and Cherish and love.
Although she knew that he was referring to not wanting her to get hurt, Wen Wenya deliberately asked with a straight face: "I remember the marriage oath, that no matter poverty, pain, or illness, we will never leave each other until we grow old. You don't want to be with me?" Who do you want to be with when we share the hardships?”
Si Yiyan gently kissed her fingertips and said, "I will bear the troubles and pains, and you will enjoy the blessings."
Wen Xinya felt sweet in her heart, but she still couldn't bear to punch him in the chest: "Macho chauvinism."
"It's a pity that such a beautiful fingernail is broken. It will probably take a long time to grow back." Although it was just a cut on the fingernail, Si Yiyan still felt very distressed.
Why did he ask when she learned her cooking skills? Her body suddenly stiffened, and she almost cut her finger in a loss. He could feel her turning a thousand times in that moment, like thousands of water and a thousand weights. My mind is wandering.
Wen Xinya took out her hand and pushed him out of the kitchen: "Get out quickly, gentleman, stay away from the chef. Don't disturb me in the kitchen and distract me, otherwise I will really cut my finger in a while."
Si Yiyan looked at her beautiful features and clear eyes. There seemed to be no trace of her thoughts at that moment before, making it impossible for him to figure out.