Sure enough, when he returned to Yan's house, Yan Zheng brought the medicine box to give Yan Wanwan the medicine.

Yan Wanwan was nervous all the way, and now he tightened his clothes and refused to obey. "No, I have something to say to you first. Before I want to, my husband cannot..."

Before he finished speaking, his meaning was clear, and his eyebrows were covered with surprise. Yan Zheng was amused and laughed and cried, "Where did you think of? You were injured, I just wanted to apply medicine to you." She was injured, what could he want to do? Will she be his beast?

Yan Wanwan didn't give up at all, "No! We are not real couples at the moment, in front of you... I can't pass my own stance."

Yan Zheng smiled slightly, and his eyebrows frowned, "I thought my wife was open-minded and unconventional."

"No matter how careless I am, I am a woman, and I can't help but care about some things. If I'm seriously injured today and endanger my life, I will be in a hurry to follow my power. But isn't this just a little skin trauma? So, there's no need to be pretentious, and those who should be pretentious." Yan Wanwan looked righteous. Who made her a woman? Sometimes, women's pretentiousness and nonsense are very useful.

"Don't worry, husband! I'll just apply medicine by myself. You can go out first!" As she said that, she began to chase people.

Yan Zheng looked at her for a moment and finally sighed, "No matter whether it is a skin trauma or not, you can't be careless. You have to clean the medicine well. There is a bottle of jade-colored porcelain inside. It is best to treat trauma..."

Yan Wanwan bent her lips and smiled, "Don't worry, husband, I remember it all."

Yan Zheng nodded hesitantly, put down the medicine box, walked to the door but turned around, "How about I let Muskyan come in to help you?"

Is there any difference? Yan Wanwan's heartstrings, which had just been half-relieved, tense again, "No need! I'm such a big person, can't I just take medicine? Husband, go out quickly, I'll hurry up and apply medicine!" She moved, hissed, and made a painful expression on her face.

Seeing this, Yan Zheng didn't dare to delay Yan anymore. He pushed the door open and walked out.

When the door was closed, Yan Wanwan let out a big breath. Seeing that there was no movement, he opened the medicine box. When he saw that he was slapped, he couldn't help but lift the tip of his eyebrows, "What about so many medicines..." The box was filled with medicine papers on the porcelain bottles. Some medicine names were also familiar with Yan Wanwan. They were mostly used to treat injuries by taking internal and external application.

A doubt flashed through Yan Wanwan's eyes. He pressed down for the time being, picked out the jade-colored porcelain bottle he mentioned from it, turned around and went behind the screen.

When Yan Zheng came back with Shi Chen, she had already changed her medicine and changed her clothes, looking refreshed.

"Isn't it serious?" Yan Zheng's eyes fell on the place where her arm was hurt, as if he wanted to peel off her clothes and see what was going on.

"It's really okay, it's just a skin injury, and it will be cured in a few days." Yan Wanwan replied with a smile, turning his eyes to the tray he was holding, and changing the topic, "What are you holding, it smells so good!"

"The black chicken soup is just simmered in the kitchen, and red dates and wolfberry are added. I put a cup of it for you to taste. It is best to replenish blood and replenish qi." Yan Zheng said as he placed the tray on the table, opened the soup cup, and put a bowl of it out.

Yan Wanwan was grateful for his affection and was about to reach out to take it, but his hand holding the bowl was let out, "It's a bit hot, your hand is hurt again, so I'll feed you!" As he said that, he scooped up the soup with a spoon, blew it, and waited until it was cold, and then delivered it to Yan Wanwan's lips.

Yan Wanwan looked at him in a daze, and after a while he opened his lips and swallowed the spoon of soup with his hand. Perhaps the heat was rising, and her eyes were a little wet.

Yan Zheng's eyes were sharp, and when he saw it, he raised his eyebrows, and there was a clear worry in his eyes, "What's wrong? Is it hot or the wound hurts again?" His voice was still clear and a hint of anxiety seeped into his usual tone.

Yan Wanwan shook her head and smiled, "It's okay. I just suddenly remembered that I had hands before, but I had to act coquettishly and be fed by people. I always felt that it was pretentious and I had to be stabbed by someone, saying that I was envious and jealous, and that I had the ability to find a man who was willing to serve me tea and water. Unexpectedly..." The words afterwards were not said, and the foggy eyes looked at him, with a slightly red corner of his eyes, but he had a smile.

Yan Zheng felt a little relieved, turned around and scooped up another spoonful of soup, "I didn't expect that my father-in-law and mother-in-law were very loving."

Yan Wanwan was stunned and blinked, "How do you know?"

"You guessed. Your words sound disgusting, but in fact, they are nostalgic and warmth between the lines..." Although there was a little bit of unspeakable sadness, "What's more, only such parents can raise a lady with such an open-minded and free manner!"

Then you are quite good at guessing. Yan Wanwan's eyes darkened slightly. The memories that had accumulated in his heart for many years and were afraid to touch suddenly emerged from his words. It still hurts a little, but it was not as painful as it could. "Actually, they wanted to leave us apart so that they could live their two-person world. The old couple is still very fucked."

"We?" Yan Zheng suddenly raised his eyes.

When he touched his eyes, Yan Wanwan's heart sank slightly. He bit his lower lip and hesitated for a moment before she said quietly, "I have a brother, but I was separated when I was young. I came to Beijing because I heard that he might have come here."

"You said you were the one you wanted to find?" Yan Zheng remembered it clearly.

"Yeah." Yan Wanwan nodded, looked at his eyebrows and eyes, and naturally remembered what happened that day. "I remember everything my husband said that day. If I really need my husband's help one day, I will definitely not meet you."

"I've said something, I won't be too hasty anymore, and I don't have to care too much about it," Yan Zheng said with a smile.

While the two of them were talking, a bowl of soup was already seen. Yan Zheng poured the rest of the soup into the bowl, but Yan Wanwan waved his hand, "I can't drink it anymore, my husband!"

Yan Zheng did not refuse, and picked up the soup spoon in his hand and scooped a spoonful of soup.

Yan Wanwan realized it, "Hey, that's..." I used it. Before I could say it, the soup had already entered Yan Zheng's mouth. When she met his confused eyes, she was stunned and shook her head and said, "It's nothing." She turned her head, but her ear tips were a little hot. Even though she was a human being for two lives, she had never kissed people indirectly. This was too close. But what he did was so natural, and it seemed like she was too fussy to mind.

Yan Zheng quickly finished the remaining soup, packed the bowl and stood up, "My wife's face is still bad, she is injured, and there is nothing to do with her left and right, so let's take a break."

Yan Wanwan nodded and watched him turn around and walk out.

The door was closed, Yan Wanwan turned around and looked at the bed, thinking that she couldn't sleep, so she lay down. Her head was still a little depressed and painful now.

Outside the house, Yan Zheng stood under the eaves in front of the door, looking at the yard with a layer of shade, and his eyes were covered with a layer of gloom.
Chapter completed!