After being cheated on, I had a flash marriage with a chaebol prince

Si Qingmo knocked on her door an hour later.

When she came out, she saw that a bunch of his hair was burned by the fire, and his arms and face were covered with small bubbles splashed by oil.

Cheng Yinian was stunned. Her first reaction was, this man is really down-to-earth and doesn't look like a domineering president at all.

"Sorry, I didn't prepare that dish. Otherwise, let's go out to eat." Si Qingmo said frankly.

Cheng Yinian pursed his lips and said, "Otherwise, we should go to the hospital first. I think you need to have a look at your injuries."

"No, it's just a few bubbles splashed by oil." Si Qingmo said calmly: "You clean up, I'll go change clothes, and let's go out to eat."

Cheng Yinian grabbed his wrist and said, "In summer, it's easy to get infected. It's better to go to the hospital."

Hearing what she said, Si Qingmo's eyes deepened and he finally nodded, "Then I'll go change clothes."

"Okay, be careful, don't burst those bubbles, it will be very painful." Cheng Yinian said.

"Yeah." Si Qingmo nodded, turned around and went to his room.

Cheng Yinian went to the kitchen. There was a strong burnt smell in the kitchen, and the smoke was not exhausted.

She quickly turned on the range hood and opened the window to let the gas out.

She opened the lid again and looked at a pot of burnt braised pork. The meat seemed to be a little raw, but it was coated with a dark layer of burnt sugar.

She was stunned for a moment. Was he planning to make candy?

She suddenly wanted to laugh, but she didn't. She poured the braised pork in the pot into the trash can and soaked the pot with water.

Then he sprayed the stove with oil-removing water. After all this was done, Si Qingmo had already changed his clothes and came out. He called out, "Cheng Yi Nian."

Cheng Yinian came out of the kitchen and saw that he had changed into a set of casual beige pants and a cardigan. He looked very much like a family man.

"Let's go." Cheng Yinian said and reached out to open the door.

"You don't want to change clothes?" Si Qingmo asked.

"Oh, yes." Cheng Yinian went into his room again, changed into a long skirt, and also wore a cardigan outside. Similar to his outfit, it had the charm of a couple's shirt.

Si Qingmo looked at her clothes and curled his lips, but said nothing.

When they arrived at the parking lot, Cheng Yinian took the car keys from Si Qingmo's hand. She drove and took Si Qingmo to the hospital.

But while on the road, because the weather was too hot, Si Qingmo sweated slightly, and the sweat soaked into the blisters that he accidentally broke, and his face turned pale in pain.

When I arrived at the hospital, I thought I could get some ointment and come back, but I didn't expect that I would be left behind.

The doctor popped all the blisters on Si Qingmo's face and arms, applied anti-inflammatory medicine to him, and then prescribed burn ointment.

It was already eleven o'clock in the evening when I came back from the hospital. In the end, I bought instant noodles at the convenience store downstairs, which were cooked by Cheng Yinian.

Si Qingmo's hands, arms, and face were all covered.

He looked at the large bowl of noodles brought out by Cheng Yinian and swallowed. He reached for the chopsticks, but his hands were so painful that he couldn't pick them up. When he held his fingers, the punctured area hurt like tearing.

Cheng Yi Nian took out a small bowl and put it aside to dry. When it was almost cool, he picked out a few noodles with chopsticks and handed them to his lips.

Si Qingmo looked at her deeply, "You want to feed me?"

"Yes." Cheng Yinian nodded, "Isn't it obvious? Otherwise, can you eat it yourself?"

Si Qingmo didn't speak, he just opened his mouth and took the chopstick noodles into his mouth.