"What the young master means is to send this corpse to the old master?"

"Um."

At this moment, Yu Sen was a little surprised, but he nodded in understanding and quickly said, "Yes, I'll do it now."

"Mr. Yu Sen!" Ning Huan called Yu Sen. She didn't know what to call him, so she could only call him Mr. Yu Sen for the time being.

"Miss Ninghuan, please tell me."

"Come a doctor."

"This is for sure!" Yu Sen nodded quickly. Even if Ning Huan didn't say it, he would immediately let the doctor go. In the eyes of their subordinates, Quan Shaocheng's life was millions of times more important than his own life!

"Thanks."

Ninghuan quickly supported Quan Shaocheng and walked towards the bedroom.

"What? Do you feel sorry for me?"

"..." Ninghuan shook her head, "You were injured because of saving me." If it weren't for him, the knife would have pierced into her body.

"You are really grateful."

She just doesn't want to owe anyone a favor!

Less than two minutes after returning to the master bedroom, the doctor had arrived.

The doctor held a medical box in his hand and immediately disinfected Quan Shaocheng.

After about fifteen minutes, all the wounds were treated and bandaged properly.

The doctor stood up respectfully, bent over, and said, "Sir Quan, the wound has been bandaged. I need to change the medicine every day. In addition, the wound must not be stained with water, and you should eat less spicy and irritating food."

Quan Shaocheng raised his eyes and looked at Ninghuan standing on the side, "Remember?"

Ninghuan was stunned for three seconds, then nodded. He was injured, why did she remember it?

"Then I'll leave first. If Mr. Quan has anything to do, he can give instructions at any time." The doctor bowed respectfully to Mr. Quan respectfully, then turned around and left the bedroom.

After the doctor left, the only two of them were left in the bedroom.

"Didn't you say you want to make me dinner?"

"There is no ingredients in the kitchen, so it's very difficult to cook...."

“Write down what you want.”

Ninghuan nodded, walked to the table on one side, and recorded everything she wanted one by one.

After she finished writing, she handed the paper to Quan Shaocheng.

Ten minutes later, Yu Sen and a few servants entered the bedroom one after another, transported the ingredients into the kitchen one by one, and even filled the refrigerator.

"Sir, all of them are done."

"Yeah, go down."

"Yes." Yu Sen and his servant left the bedroom again.

Ninghuan stared at her beautiful eyes in surprise, "I'll go cook." She quickly walked towards the kitchen and then began to get busy in the kitchen.xdw8

Simple four dishes and one soup were placed on the table one after another.

Potato beef, sweet and sour pork ribs, stir-fried spinach, beef egg custard and crucian carp soup.

"I only know how to cook home-cooked dishes, and I definitely don't do well with those chefs. If you don't like it, I'll ask Mr. Yu Sen to ask someone to prepare dinner again later."

Quan Shaocheng got up and walked to the dining table, looking at the four dishes and one soup, all with all colors, fragrance and flavor.

Her hands are very clever, just simply the beef and egg custard looks so delicious.

"My hand is injured."

"ah?"

Quan Shaocheng's sudden words made Ning Huan not react, and Sheng Rice's hand was slightly stunned.

She quickly put her job in front of Quan Shaocheng.

"You feed me."

When Mr. Quan accepted this sentence, Ning Huan almost spurted it out...

Feed him?

"You, you still have the left hand to hold chopsticks."

"I'm not a left-handed."

“…”

"Don't you pay attention to the gratitude?"
Chapter completed!