As soon as Xu Jiamu finished asking, he didn't wait for Song Xiangsi to answer, he glanced at the scar on her arm with sharp eyes.

Xu Jiamu suddenly grabbed Song Xiangsi's arm. Seeing a shocking bruise, he frowned and looked down. Then he saw that there were wounds on her legs, and frowned even more violently: "Why did you fall like this? I didn't deal with it?"

Song Xiangsi lowered her head and without making a sound, she pulled her arm out of Xu Jiamu's hand.

"Where is your husband? Doesn't he care about you?" A trace of anger was hidden in Xu Jiamu's words.

Song Xiangsi still didn't say anything.

Xu Jiamu stared at her for a while, then suddenly picked her up and walked towards the elevator.

Xu Jiamu took Song Xiangsi to the nearest hospital. Before Song Xiangsi could even get through Xu Jiamu's sudden recovery from her home in Seattle, the doctor had already checked her.

Xu Jiamu went to pay and received some ointment according to the doctor's instructions, then continued to pick up Song Xiangsi and turned back to her residence.

After opening the door, Xu Jiamu did not seek Song Xiangsi's consent and directly carried her into her house. Then he placed her on the sofa in the living room. Without waiting for her to react, he poured the bottles and jars in the bag on the ground, glanced at the English on it, and then took a cotton swab and treated her wound.

There was no conversation between the two of them from beginning to end.

Song Xiangsi stared at Xu Jiamu, looking at him without blinking.

It was not until Xu Jiamu healed Song Xiangsi's visible wound that he raised his head and looked at her: "It is best to apply these ointments twice a day to avoid scars."

As he said that, Xu Jiamu lowered his head again and pointed to the medicine bottles on the ground: "This one is applied first, it is disinfected, this one is applied later, and this one is finally, do you remember?"

Xu Jiamu looked at Song Xiangsi again, and saw that she always had an expression, frowned, then turned over the pen from her coffee table, marked the medicine boxes separately, and said lightly: "I have marked the order clearly for you."

Xu Jiamu put down his pen, looked at the whole wall, and it was already eight o'clock, and asked again: "Have you had breakfast?"

Song Xiangsi finally reacted this time and shook her head gently at Xu Jiamu.

Xu Jiamu didn't say anything anymore, stood up and walked into the kitchen.

Song Xiangsi sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, listening to the sound of smoking machines coming from the kitchen, looking out the window with a little erratic view.

Although Song Xiangsi can't cook, she has prepared everything because of the little red beans.

Xu Jiamu has always had a good cooking skills, but after only 40 minutes of using it, she sat down for Song Xiangsi with a nutritional and balanced breakfast.

He stood at the dining table and served Song Xiangsi a bowl of oatmeal porridge. He looked at Song Xiangsi who was still sitting on the sofa and asked, "Can you come here?"

Song Xiangsi nodded quickly, stood up quickly, and walked to the dining table.

She casually pulled a chair and sat down, and Xu Jiamu placed the served oatmeal porridge in front of her.

The fragrance rushed towards him, attracting appetite. Song Xiangsi was in a daze before raising her eyelids and looking at Xu Jiamu who was standing beside her: "Do you want to eat together?"

Xu Jiamu was late for about three seconds, and spoke in a very light tone, saying, "No."
Chapter completed!