Chapter 647 I Seem to Have Hurt My Face

Yin Shuiling stood outside the door as stupidly as a wooden stake. Her dress was covered with a layer of porridge, and even her pretty little face had a few grains of rice on it. She looked funny and embarrassed.

At this time, a nurse, Xiao Li, came over and asked, "Miss, what's wrong with you? Oops, your hands are all red. Are you okay?"

Yin Shuiling came to her senses. She felt pain. Her little hands and the burned skin on her body were burning with pain. Her eyes became wet and she shed tears in pain.

She couldn't stand the pain, but she was always hurt during this time.

Xiaoli looked at Yin Shuiling's soft and pitiful appearance and said quickly, "Miss, don't cry. Let's go to my office and I'll apply some medicine for you."

"Okay, thank you." Yin Shuiling followed Xiaoli to the office.

…

Xiaoli helped Yin Shuiling apply the medicine, "Fortunately, this bowl of porridge is not too hot. If it were any hotter, I think your skin would be injured. It will take three days to apply this medicine and it will be cured. I also have a clean set here." Put on your clothes."

Yin Shuiling took the clothes and put them on, "I'm sorry to trouble you today, so be it, I'll give you the money."

Xiaoli waved her hands enthusiastically, "No, I didn't buy these clothes new. You can just wear them as you like. It's easy. Don't talk about money."

Yin Shuiling felt warm in her heart, "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"By the way, let me ask," Yin Shuiling suddenly remembered something, "Does your hospital have a kitchen? Can you lend it to me? I can pay for it."

Xiaoli blinked and smiled, "There is a kitchen in the hospital, but there are regulations in the hospital that you cannot lend the kitchen out even if you have money."

"Oh." Yin Shuiling nodded in disappointment.

"Can you tell me what you're borrowing the kitchen for?"

Yin Shuiling hesitated and said, "The patient in the ward just now seemed to have a bad appetite. I would like to use your kitchen to cook for her."

"Cooking? But I guess it's hard for Mrs. Yin to accept your favor."

Yin Shuiling looked at Xiaoli, "You know?"

Xiaoli smiled lively and playfully, "Who in the entire T city doesn't know about Miss Yin and Mr. Yin? I'm not so ignorant."

Yin Shuiling lowered her head and said sadly, "I don't want my aunt to take advantage of me. Don't tell her that I cooked the food, otherwise she won't be able to eat. I just hope that she can take good care of her body and be healthy. Just be safe and sound.”

Xiaoli sighed, then took Yin Shuiling's hand, "Let's go, I'll take it with you. Money is useless, but I have a back door. I'll tell my deputy director's father."

Yin Shuiling was quickly surprised, "Xiao Li, thank you."

…

Because Xiaoli opened the back door, a small room was set aside in the kitchen for her to cook. She cooked just enough for Liu Wanxin, which was very easy to cook.

She cooked a bowl of light millet porridge and Xiaoli brought it to her. She waited nervously outside the door.

Liu Wan in the ward had calmed down. Xiaoli handed the bowl to Xiaoqing, "Mrs. Yin hasn't had breakfast yet. This is very detrimental to the body's recovery. You can feed Mrs. Yin."

When Xiaoqing received the porridge, she actually wanted to say that her godmother had a bad appetite and didn't want to eat anything. Even if she fed her the porridge, her godmother wouldn't eat it. But looking at Xiaoli, who was wearing a white coat, she couldn't help but listen to the doctors and nurses. So she sat by the bed and fed Liu Wanxin.

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

Liu Wanxin had not yet been freed from her anger. She waved her hand and pushed Xiaoqing's spoon away, "I don't want to eat..."

Xiaoqing knew this was the case, and she wanted to take back her hand.

At this time, "Wait a minute..." Liu Wanxin grabbed Xiaoqing's wrist, then leaned over and smelled the bowl of porridge. She smelled the refreshing and sweet aroma of glutinous rice porridge.

"Give me a bite."

"Okay." Xiaoqing fed Liu Wanxin a mouthful.

Liu Wanxin ate it, and then she looked in Xiaoli's direction, "Has your hospital changed its chef?"

Xiaoli shook her head, "No, our hospital has many kitchens. Probably the porridge you ate today was made by another chef. Madam, do you think it tastes good? If you think it tastes good, I will note this chef down and you can The chef is responsible for all the meals.”

Liu Wanxin took her second mouthful of porridge until she finished the entire bowl of porridge. She nodded, "Okay."

Xiaoli took the bowl and walked out.

Xiao Qing was stunned. Her godmother had finished the bowl of porridge? Why does godmother have such a good appetite? Where did the chef in the hospital come from?

Xiaoqing felt strange.

…

Xiaoli walked out of the ward and raised the empty bowl in her hand to Yin Shuiling. Yin Shuiling took a deep breath and a bright smile instantly appeared on her delicate face.

"Ms. Yin, just now Mrs. Yin praised your cooking skills and said that you will cook in the future. Let's do this. I will ask Mrs. Yin's doctor for a recipe later, and you can give Mrs. Yin food supplements if you have nothing to do. Active treatment with drugs will most likely suppress Mrs. Yin’s general paralysis.”

"Really? That's great." Yin Shuiling and Xiaoli walked away side by side.

What they didn't know was that Xiao Qing eavesdropped on their conversation at the corner of the corridor.

Xiao Qing gritted her teeth angrily and clenched her fists with both hands. It turned out that Yin Shuiling cooked the porridge!

…

Yin Shuiling stayed in the hospital for the next two weeks. She made various nutritious meals according to the recipes given by the doctor, and Liu Wanxin was able to eat them all every time.

She lived a very fulfilling life, taking care of Liu Wanxin during the day and going back to her rented apartment to draw comics at night. Yin Muchen was still on a business trip in the United States and was expected to come back soon.

Xiaoqing felt a deep sense of crisis when Yin Shuiling enriched herself. People say that if you want to keep someone, you must keep someone's stomach. Seeing that Liu Wanxin liked Yin Shuiling's cooking skills so much, she felt uneasy and jealous.

Why is Yin Shuiling so easy to be liked?

Where did Yin Shuiling get her cooking skills?

What would she do if her godmother accepted Yin Shuiling again?

One night, Xiaoqing secretly dialed the number of her country cousin in the corridor, "Hey, cousin, can you do me a favor?"

…

Yin Shuiling was washing vegetables in the kitchen that day. The vegetables she bought were all fresh from the vegetable market on the way from the apartment to the hospital. Today she wanted to stir-fry pork liver to replenish Liu Wan's heart.

After cutting the pork liver and placing it on a plate, she turned on the gas and lit the fire.

When the pot was hot, she poured a little oil into it. Suddenly her cell phone rang. Yin Shuiling lowered the heat and then walked aside to get her cell phone.

As soon as I took out my cell phone, there was a "bang" sound, and the gas tank exploded.

Because Yin Shuiling was holding her cell phone far away from the door, she knew something was wrong when she heard the explosion, so she immediately ran towards the door.

When she ran to the door, a piece of broken glass flew toward her right cheek, which stung. She reached out to cover it and touched the blood on her hand.

When she ran outside, she collapsed on the ground in fear. At this time, all the hospital guards came and the entire kitchen was blown up.

Xiaoli also arrived. She quickly knelt down and asked Yin Shuiling, "Miss Yin, where are you injured? Let me take a look."

Yin Shuiling covered her right cheek with a small hand. The blood flowed down from her delicate white fingers. It was shocking. When she heard Xiaoli speak, she gasped for air and recovered from the thrilling moment just now. .

She looked at Xiaoli, her black and white pupils were filled with confusion, "I... seem to have hurt... my face."

"Let me take a look." Xiao Li pushed away Yin Shuiling's little hand.

Xiaoli's face changed drastically at this sight. She didn't say anything, but called to someone, "Come and help me and take her to the infirmary!"

…

In the infirmary.

The wound on Yin Shuiling's right cheek has been treated, and a thick gauze is pasted on it. The doctor and Xiaoli stood outside the door talking. The doctor kept his voice as low as possible, probably afraid that Yin Shuiling would hear it, "The situation is very not optimistic. The patient's face is The wound is too deep and it is 100% certain that it will leave scars.”

"What?" Xiao Li exclaimed, "No! Scars on a woman's face are equivalent to... disfigurement. Besides, Miss Yin has such a beautiful face, she will definitely not be able to accept it."

The doctor sighed, "This was an accident and no one can undo it. But let's not be too pessimistic. Nowadays, cosmetic surgery abroad is very advanced. It is recommended that patients go abroad for scar removal surgery in the future."

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

Xiaoli didn't know what to say, "Miss Yin..."

Yin Shuiling looked pale, she lowered her eyes and whispered, "Xiao Li, you don't have to say anything, I heard everything."

Xiaoli couldn't say anything like the doctor. She only felt deeply sad for Yin Shuiling. Xiaoli changed the subject, "Ms. Yin, the cause of the explosion has been found. There is something wrong with the gas tank in the kitchen. The first two That day, the kitchen staff went to a private owner to flush the gas. Unexpectedly, there was something wrong with the tank of gas that came in. We went to the private owner, but the private owner had already run away. We contacted the police and are investigating. "

"Yes." Yin Shuiling nodded to express her understanding.

Xiaoli looked at her lost and pale look, and then said, "Miss Yin, I see that your mental state is very bad, please go back and rest quickly."

Yin Shuiling didn't cry, she was just a little sluggish. In fact, it would be better if she cried. Xiaoli was only worried if she didn't cry.

Yin Shuiling stood up and looked at the clock hanging on the wall. "It's almost noon. Auntie is going to have dinner. Xiaoli, can you lend me another kitchen? Forget it, I won't bother you. I've already given it to you." It’s a lot of trouble, I’ll go back and cook, and come back to the hospital when it’s done.”

Yin Shuiling said and walked out.

"Hey, Miss Yin!" Xiao Li quickly tugged on Yin Shuiling's slender wrist, "There are a lot of things in the kitchen in the hospital, so I'll just lend you another one. It's so troublesome to come and go."

Xiaoli felt very sorry for this girl. There was a gas explosion accident and her face was injured. She was the victim, but she said that she was causing trouble to her and that she was causing trouble to the hospital.

Why doesn't it make people feel bad?

…

a week later.

In the infirmary, the doctor took off the gauze for Yin Shuiling. Yin Shuiling looked at herself in the mirror, leaving a crescent moon on her delicate right cheek.