My Dangerous Billionaire Husband

Yin Shuiyin stood outside the door like a wooden stake. Her dress was poured with a layer of porridge. Even her pretty little face was stained with a few grains of rice, which was hilarious and luscious.

At this point, a nurse, Lil, came over, "Miss, what's wrong with you? My God, your hands are burning red. Are you okay? ”

Yin Shuilin looked back. She felt pain. Her little hands and burnt skin hurt hot. Her eyes wet and tears fell in pain.

She couldn't stand the pain, but she was hurt all the time.

Xiaoli looked at Yin Shuiyin as she looked soft and pathetic and hurried out, “Miss, don't cry, go, go to my office, I'll wipe some medicine for you. ”

“Okay, thanks.” Yoon Shuili followed Xiaoli to the office.

……

Xiaoli rubbed the medicine for Yin Shuilin. “Good thing it's not too hot in this bowl. If you burn a little more, I think your skin will get hurt. This medicine should be applied for three days. I have a clean set of clothes here, you can change it. ”

Yoon Shui-yan picked up his clothes and put them on. “Thank you for your trouble today. I'll give you the money. ”

Little Li shook her hand enthusiastically, "No, I didn't buy this new dress. You can wear it casually. Raise your hand. Don't talk about money. ”

Yoon Shui-yan's heart was warm, "Thank you. ”

“You're welcome. ”

“By the way, can I borrow your kitchen?" Yoon Shui-yan suddenly remembered something. “I can pay for it. ”

Li blinked her eyes and smiled, "There is a kitchen in the hospital, but there are rules in the hospital that even if you have money, you can't lend the kitchen. ”

“Oh.” Yoon Shuiyan nodded disappointingly.

“Can you tell me what you're doing with the kitchen? ”

Yoon Shui-yan hesitated to say, "The patient in that room just now seems to have a bad appetite, I want to borrow your kitchen to cook for her. ”

“Cooking? But I think Mrs. Yin is having a hard time getting your love. ”

Yoon Shui-yan looked at Xiaoli, "You know what? ”

Little Li's lively and playful smile, "Now the whole of T City who doesn't know about Miss Yoon and President Yoon, I'm not so lonely. ”

Yoon Shuiyan drowned her little head. She broke her heart. “I don't want my aunt to lead my affair. Don't tell her I cooked, otherwise she won't eat. I just want her to be healthy and healthy and safe. ”

Xiaoli sighed and held Yoon Shuiyan's hand, “Go, I'll take it. Money is useless, but I have a back door. I'll talk to my deputy director's dad. ”

Yoon Shui-yan surprised quickly, "Xiaoli, thank you. ”

……

Because Xiaoli opened the back door, she drew a small room in the kitchen to cook for her, so she made Liu Yuxin alone, very well done.

She boiled a bowl of light rice congee, and Xiaoli sent her in, and she waited nervously outside the door.

Liu Qingxin's heart has calmed down in the ward. Xiaoli handed the bowl to Xiaoqing. “Mrs. Yin hasn't eaten breakfast yet. This is very bad for her physical recovery. Please feed Mrs. Yin. ”

Qing received porridge. In fact, she wanted to say that Goma's appetite was bad and she didn't want to eat anything. Even if she fed porridge to Goma, she wouldn't eat it. But looking at Li in a white coat, she couldn't stop listening to the doctor's nurse, so she sat beside the bed and fed Liu Yixin.

“Godmother, you haven't eaten much in the past few days. You've lost a lot of weight. Come on, let's have another bite of porridge. ”

Liu Qianxin was still not relieved of her anger. She waved away Qing's spoon, “I don't want to eat...”

Qing knew it was so, she wanted to take her hand back.

"Wait...” Liu Qingxin grabbed Xiaoqing's wrist and sniffed the bowl of porridge. She smelled the refreshing sweetness of glutinous rice porridge.

“Feed me a bite. ”

“Okay.” Xiaoqing fed Liu Qingxin a sip.

Liu Xinxin ate it, and then she looked at Li, “Did you change the chef in the hospital? ”

Xiaoli shook her head, "No, we have a lot of kitchens in the hospital. Probably the porridge you ate today was made by another chef, ma'am. Do you think it tastes good? If you think it's delicious, I wrote down this chef, who will be responsible for your food and drink in the future. ”

Liu Xinxin ate a second bowl of porridge until she finished eating it all. She nodded, “Okay. ”

Lil took the bowl and walked out.

Green-eyed, Godmother ate a bowl of porridge? Why is my mother's appetite so good? Where's the chef from?

Qing felt strange.

……

Xiaoli went out of the ward door, she swung an empty bowl on Yoon Shuihuan's hand, Yoon Shuihuan took a deep breath, and her delicate little face instantly revealed a brilliant smile.

“Miss Yin, Mrs Yin just praised your craftsmanship and said that you will cook in the future. I'll have a recipe with Mrs Yin's attending doctor later. If you're okay, you can supplement Mrs Yin. This, together with the active treatment of drugs, will most likely inhibit Mrs Yin's general paralysis. ”

“Really? That's great.” Yoon Shuihuan and Xiaoli walked shoulder to shoulder.

What they do not know is that at the corner of the corridor, Xiaoqing eavesdropped on their conversation.

Qingqi bit her teeth, her hands squeezed their fists tight, turns out Yoon Shuiyan made porridge!

……

For the next two weeks, Yin Shuiyin stayed in the hospital. She made a nutritious meal according to the recipe given by the doctor, and every time Liu Xin was able to eat it all.

She had a very full life. She took care of Liu Yingxin during the day and went back to her rented apartment at night to draw comics. Yin Dawn was still on business in the United States. She was expected to be back soon.

Yin Shuiqing felt a deep sense of crisis when Yin Shuiqing enriched. Everyone said that in order to retain a person, she had to retain a person's stomach. She was anxious and jealous to see that Liu Shuiqin liked Yin's cooking skills so much.

Why is Yoon Shui-jun so easy to like?

Where did Yoon Shui-yan get the cooking?

What if Godmother accepts Yoon Shuiyan again?

One night, Qing sneaked out her cousin's phone in the hallway, "Hey, cousin, can you do me a favor? ”

……

On this day, Yin Shuihuan washed her dishes in the kitchen. Her dishes were bought in the food market on the way to the hospital from the apartment. They were very fresh. Today, she wanted to fry the pig liver and replenish Liu Xin's blood tone.

Cut the liver off and put it in a plate, she turned on the gas and lit the fire.

When the pan was hot, she poured a little oil in the pan, and suddenly her phone rang, Yoon Shuiyan twisted the fire, and then walked aside to get the phone.

Just took the phone out, “bang," and the gas tank exploded.

Yoon Shui-yan ran to the door immediately because she was far away from the phone and close to the door. She knew it was bad when she heard the explosion.

Running to the door, a piece of broken glass flew towards her right cheek, tingling, and she reached over and touched the blood of her hand.

When she ran outside, she sat paralyzed on the floor, and all the hospital guards came and the whole kitchen was blown up.

Xiaoli arrived too. She quickly knelt down and asked Yin Shuilin, "Miss Yin, where are you hurt? Let me see.”

Yin Shuiyang covered her right cheek with a small hand, and the blood flowed down from her slender fingers, touching the shock, hearing Xiaoli speak, her breathing heavily, just slowed God down from the moment of adventure.

She looked at Xiaoli, her black and white eyes Jen wrote in confusion, “I... seem to have hurt my face. ”

“Let me see.” Xiaoli opened Yin Shuiyan's little hand.

Little Li's face changed dramatically, she didn't say anything, but greeted people, “Give me a hand and send me to the infirmary! ”

……

In the infirmary.

The wound on Yoon Shui-bing's right cheek has been treated. There is a thick gauze on it. The doctor and Xiaoli stand outside the door and talk. The doctor tried to keep his voice down. He is probably afraid to hear Yoon Shui-bing. “The situation is very disappointing, the wound on the patient's face is too deep, 100% certain that it will leave a scar. ”

“What?” Xiaoli shouted, “No! A woman with a scar on her face would be... disfigured, besides, Miss Yoon's face is so pretty, she definitely can't accept it. ”

The doctor sighed, "It was an accident and nobody could fix it. But let's not be too pessimistic, cosmetic surgery abroad is now well developed, and patients are advised to go abroad in the future to remove scars. ”

The doctor left and Lil stayed by the door for a few seconds before walking into the infirmary.

Xiaoli didn't know how to say, “Miss Yin...”

Yoon Shuihuan's face was pale. She looked down and said, “Li, you don't have to say anything. I heard you. ”

Xiaoli couldn't say anything other than a scar abroad like the doctor, she was deeply saddened by Yin Shuili, Xiaoli shifted the subject, “Miss Yin, the cause of the explosion has been found out, the gas tank in the kitchen is wrong, the kitchen staff came to a private owner the other day to flush gas, I didn't expect this tank of gas, we went to the private owner, the private owner has already run away, we contacted the police to investigate. ”

“Mm-hmm." Yoon Shuiyan nodded.

Xiaoli looked at her faint pale face and said, “Miss Yin, look at your mental state. Go back and rest. ”

Yoon Shuihuan didn't cry, she was just a little stuck. In fact, it was good to cry out. It was only because she didn't cry that Li was worried.

Yoon Shui-yan stood up and looked at the clock hanging on the wall, “It's almost noon, Auntie is about to eat, Li, can you lend me another kitchen? Forget it, I won't bother you. I've caused you a lot of trouble. I'll hurry back to cook and come back to the hospital when I'm done. ”

Yoon Shui-yan said and went outside.

“Hey, Miss Yoon!” Xiaoli quickly dragged Yin Shuilin's slender wrist, “I just borrowed you another one for the many things in the hospital kitchen, how troublesome it is to come and go. ”

Xiaoli was very upset about the girl, had a gas explosion accident, her face was injured, she was the victim, but she said that she was troubled and that it caused a mess to the hospital.

Why doesn't it hurt?

……

A week later.

In the infirmary, the doctor removed the gauze from Yoon Shuiyan. Yoon Shuiyan looked at herself in the mirror and left a curved lunar tooth on her delicate right cheek.