Bringing the Nation’s Husband Home

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Xu Jiamu had just finished asking, and without waiting for Song Xiangsi to answer, he pointed at the wound on her arm.

Xu Jiamu suddenly grabbed Song Xiangsi's arm and saw a shocking bruise. He frowned, then looked down, and then saw that there were also wounds on her leg, and the frown was even worse: " Why didn't it fall like this and didn't deal with it?"

Song Xiangsi dangled his head without speaking, and pulled his arm out of Xu Jiamu's hand.

"How about your husband? Does he care about you?" Xu Jiamu's words contained a trace of anger.

Song Xiangsi still didn't speak.

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

Xu Jiamu took Song Xiangsi to the nearest hospital. Song Xiangsi hadn't been relieved from how Xu Jiamu suddenly appeared at the door of her home in Seattle. The doctor had already checked her.

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

Opening the door, Xu Jiamu didn't ask Song Xiangsi's permission, directly hugged her and stepped into her home, and then placed her on the sofa in the living room. Without waiting for her reaction, she put the bag Bottles and cans fell to the ground, glanced at the English above, then took a cotton swab and treated her wound.

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

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

It wasn't until Xu Jiamu had cured Song Xiangsi's visible wound that he raised his head and looked at her: "These ointments are best applied twice a day to avoid scarring."

With 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 finally this one, remember?"

Xu Jiamu glanced at Song Xiangsi again, and saw that she always kept an expression, frowning, and then flipped the pen from her coffee table, made a mark on each of the pill boxes, and her mouth was still light. Say: "I have marked your order clearly."

Xu Jiamu put down his pen and glanced at the wall. It was already eight o'clock and asked again: "Have you eaten breakfast?"

Song Xiangsi finally responded this time and shook his head gently at Xu Jiamu.

Xu Jiamu stopped talking and stood up and walked into the kitchen.

Song Xiangsi sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, listening to the sound of the smoking machine in the kitchen, and looking at the sight outside the window, a bit erratic.

Although Song Xiangsi can't cook, but because there are small red beans, things are fully prepared.

Xu Jiamu's cooking has always been very good, but it took only 40 minutes to give Song Xiangsi a table with a balanced breakfast.

Standing at the dining table, he gave Song Xiangsi a bowl of oatmeal, glanced at Song Xiangsi still sitting on the sofa, and asked, "Can you come over here?"

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

She opened a chair casually and sat down, and Xu Jiamu placed the filled oatmeal in front of her.

The fragrance greeted us, appetite, and Song Xiangsi tranced before raising his eyelids and looking at Xu Jiamu, who was standing aside: "Do you want to eat together?"

Xu Jiamu was late for about three seconds, and spoke very softly, saying, "No."