Chapter 925
I hesitated for a moment and walked through him into the bedroom and sure enough I saw salve and bandages on the table in the bedroom.
Looking back at him, I saw him cough and say, “A little cut, just get it clean!”
I pursed my lips and looked at him and said, “I’ll help you!”
I didn’t wait for him to say no, so I pulled him to sit on the sofa, and when I reached out to undo his clothes, he suddenly held my hand down.
I frowned for a moment and raised my eyes to look at him, “Mr. Mu, the wound is urgent.”
He froze for a moment, but smiled lightly and let go.
Undoing his shirt, the bloody wound on his waist was exposed and blood began to seep out.
I couldn’t help but frown, this man could really hold back, I had thought it was the work of a weapon.
But I didn’t expect to speak carefully about the wound to clean it away to see that it was a wooden stake stab wound.
I couldn’t help but frown at him, “How?”
“I hit it during the fight!” He said, somewhat unconcerned, “It’s not serious, it’s not vital!”
I was in a bit of a cold sweat, if this had been just a little bit off, he would have lost his kidney.
There were many wounds on his body, but they were, as he said, all minor, but only this one around his waist was the one that was most Avray lacerated.
He looked down and treated him, as there was no anesthetic, and although the iodophor did not hurt as much as the alcohol, the swab would always touch the wound.
Seeing that his brow was furrowed and he didn’t react to anything else, I said, “Does it hurt?”
He looked at me sideways and smiled lightly, “No!”
How could it not, a hole as big as a finger, all flesh and blood, how could it not hurt?
I couldn’t help but sigh slightly, “Actually, it’s okay if you say it hurts, how can a wound this big not hurt, you’re not Iron Man.
The wound kept bleeding out, and I found medicine to stop the bleeding, which I crushed and sprinkled on it.
I crushed it up and sprinkled it on top, but within a few moments the bleeding started again, and so on several times before the bleeding finally stopped.
I was so relieved that my forehead was covered in sweat after a while.
The wound was fine, and when it was bandaged, there was warmth on my forehead.
I froze and raised my eyes to meet Mu Shen’s deep dark eyes, and there was a bit of awkwardness as the four eyes met.
“As long as it doesn’t get wet, the wound shouldn’t get infected!” I said, averting my eyes.
He smiled lightly and withdrew his hand to wipe my sweat, “Can you cook?”
“Huh?” I froze, a little confused, and when I saw him looking at me with a smile, I nodded, “Yes, you’re hungry?”
He nodded, his cool brow rising, “I came in a hurry, I didn’t have anything to eat on the way, I’m a bit hungry!”
“I’ll cook something light for you, lie down and rest!” I spoke, helping him to lie down on the bed.
Noticing that he kept looking at me, I was a bit confused and after a pause said, “Do you have anything to avoid?”
“No!” He was still looking at me, and I was a little embarra*sed.
I tucked him in and turned around to go downstairs.
There was plenty of food in the kitchen, but it was basically bread and jam and some beef.
It was really the diet of a Western European country.
I had planned to cook porridge, but there weren’t many staples I could find in the fridge, only some flour.
After thinking about it, I had to go outside the villa to find some wild food, and there were quite a few men in black guarding the outside.
I had the feeling that I was in jail in the villa, but I guess it was Mu Shen who arranged so many people for security, and I could figure it out.
The villa was remote and the distance between each house was as far as two kilometres.
So there is a lot of open space, and where there is no one to take care of it, it is inevitable that some wild plants will not grow, and in these plants, naturally, there are some wild vegetables and other things that can taste good.
Chapter 926
When I was a child, my grandmother used to cook batter for me by boiling water and then putting the seasoned noodles in the boiling water, stirring and cooking, and after about ten minutes or so you could eat the batter.
It was thick and melted in the mouth, not really good, but it could be used as a substitute for porridge.
When I went to Mu Shen’s bedroom, he seemed to be asleep, and I saw that his eyes were closed.
I couldn’t help but speak up and whisper, “Mr. Mu, are you asleep?”
He didn’t move much, so I hesitated for a moment and put the cooked batter aside to pull the blanket for him.
I didn’t want my hand to be pressed against his, and was startled to see him looking at me motionlessly.
I was a little surprised and subconsciously said, “Did I wake you?”
He smiled lightly and shook his head slightly, “No, I wasn’t asleep in the first place.”
As he spoke, his eyes were already looking into the bowl to the side, “What’s cooking?”
I pulled my hand back and walked over to him with the bowl, “There’s no rice here, just some noodles, I cooked some, see if you can get used to it?”
He tried to get up, but couldn’t help but draw a cold breath when he pulled because of the wound.
I reached out to help him, which was an instinctive move, but because I moved so fast, I jumped right on top of him and pinned him down instead!
“Yeah …… sorry! I ……” I was a little embarra*sed for a moment, but it was a good thing I didn’t tip the bowl over in my hand.
I put the bowl down and went to help him again, and when I saw him looking at me without moving, I thought he thought what had just happened, so I panicked and said, “I didn’t mean to do that just now, I was thinking of helping you, but I didn’t stand still.”
He lost his smile and said, “I know!”
And he looked at me like that!
Helping him to lean back on the bed, I handed him the bowl and said, “Taste it!”
He looked at me and didn’t lift his hand to take it, but looked at me and said, “Am I considered a patient now?”
I nodded, “Yes!” How can you not be considered a patient when you have a hole that big.
“Since you’re a patient, it’s not too much to ask if you’re feeding me, is it?” The words came out of his mouth, something that surprised me.
I pursed my lips and looked at him, my face serious, “Mr. Mu, I thought you were a cool person, you wouldn’t make jokes like that.”
He smiled lightly and instead reached out to take it straight away, taking a shallow bite, probably thinking it tasted pretty good, and nodding slightly, “You used to cook a lot?”
Sometimes I can’t understand how he can change his mind so quickly, how he can jump from topic to topic so quickly.
Shaking his head, he said, “Not really, I just saw my grandmother making it a lot when I was a kid and thought the taste was familiar, so I got it.”
He nodded and quietly savoured the batter, rather like he was eating a food with memories.
Seeing that he was quiet, I naturally couldn’t say anything more and just watched him quietly.
After a while of silence, he raised his eyes to look at me, and his eyes sank slightly as he said, “When you were living in Huai’an, was it bitter?”
I froze and looked at him with some surprise, “How do you know we lived in Huai’an?”
He laughed, “Is that hard? I’ve said that I helped you because I wanted that sandalwood box, and since that’s the case, I would naturally look into your past, so it’s not surprising to know that, right?”
Such logic didn’t seem to be a problem, I nodded, “So!”
Seeing him quietly waiting for my next topic, I couldn’t help but pause and say, “It wasn’t really very hard, quite a lot of food and clothing anyway, spring came and went, I think it was so much better than what it is now, the old years were the best.”