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Chapter 1218

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In the Yuanzhou Shop, the light adjusted by the system wasn't dim at all. Instead, it was very bright.

Just because of the brightness, Yuan Zhou could see the worry on Yin Ya's face more clearly.

The distance between Yin Ya and Yuan Zhou was very close. Yin Ya's upper body was leaning towards Yuan Zhou and her head was slightly lowered to look at Yuan Zhou's fingers.

Her slender and white legs were crossed and leaned against the lower part of the long curved table.

Yuan Zhou was originally standing straight, but since his hands were held by Yin Ya, he felt his legs were a little unsteady. Therefore, he could only lean against the table inconspicuously.

From a distance, both of them were leaning towards each other slightly and their heads were very close to each other. Moreover, because of Yin Ya's long hair, the curly ends of her hair were only one finger away from Yuan Zhou.

Moreover, their hands were holding each other's hands. One of the slender and white hands was constantly turning over the other two hands which were obviously one size bigger.

"I'm asking you a question. Why didn't you apply the ointment when you were so scalded?" Yin Ya's tone was somewhat reproachful.

Such a tone made Yuan Zhou's face turn red quickly. Even if Yuan Zhou tried his best to maintain his composure, he still couldn't.

It wasn't until Yin Ya raised her head and glared at Yuan Zhou that Yuan Zhou reacted. He couldn't help retracting his hands and said, "It's not scalded."

"If it's not scalded, then what's wrong? It's all red and blistered. "Feeling that Yuan Zhou retracted his hands, Yin Ya directly held her hands tighter.

Then, Yuan Zhou's face turned red and he couldn't say a word. Even so, it could be seen that he knitted his brows and appeared quite solemn.

However, the abnormal ruddiness on his face betrayed his nervous mood. Otherwise, Yuan Zhou would appear quite calm.

"Don't put your hand down. Let me get the burn ointment," Yin Ya grabbed Yuan Zhou's hand for a while and said tentatively when she saw Yuan Zhou didn't resist.

"Mm." Yuan Zhou nodded and responded softly.

Only then did Yin Ya let go of him. She then took the small bag she was carrying to the partition and rummaged through it.

Yuan Zhou, on the other hand, remained motionless after being released by Yin Ya. His eyes were fixed on the top of Yin Ya's head. No one knew what he was thinking.

On the other hand, Yin Ya said as she searched, "I see that there are a lot of small wounds on your arms. They must have been caused by cooking. You should be more careful."

"Mm," Yuan Zhou answered.

"Although there are wounds on your arms, there are no scars on your hands. Only the burn is quite serious," Yin Ya took out an emerald green aloe vera ointment and then raised her head to look at Yuan Zhou and asked curiously.

"My hands are specially processed. Some ingredients require a keen sense of touch to judge the quality," Yuan Zhou explained earnestly and patiently.

"Then why don't you deal with your arms? Look at so many burns and small wounds." Yin Ya pulled Yuan Zhou's arms and pointed at the scars on his arms.

"Don't touch the ingredients with your arms," Yuan Zhou said earnestly.

"I lost to you. Then what happened to your hands?" Yin Ya pointed at Yuan Zhou's red and slightly swollen fingertips and said angrily.

"I didn't see you deal with it. What do you think I should do tomorrow?" Yin Ya didn't wait for Yuan Zhou's answer and said straightforwardly.

"It's not a burn." Being held by Yin Ya, Yuan Zhou spoke more rigidly. When he saw Yin Ya was about to say something again, he hurriedly continued, "It's because I peeled off the calluses last night and then rubbed them because I did a lot of carpentry work today."

It was rare for Yuan Zhou to speak for such a long time. After he finished speaking, he couldn't help but take a deep breath and then looked at Yin Ya.

"Rubbed?" Only then did Yin Ya look at Yuan Zhou's fingertips carefully and saw traces of blood there.

"You said you took good care of your hands just now. Why didn't you apply the ointment properly?" Yin Ya glared at Yuan Zhou angrily.

"I prepared to apply it before going to bed," Yuan Zhou said.

Hearing that, Yin Ya lowered her head and her hand almost slipped when she unscrewed the lid. Her face twisted. Then, she looked up at Yuan Zhou and asked with a smile, "Boss Yuan, do you think I am being a busybody now?"

Yin Ya swore that if Yuan Zhou dared to say yes, she would immediately beat Yuan Zhou to death and feed him with broth. Then, nobody would be able to eat. Humph!

"No." Yuan Zhou immediately shook his head vigilantly.

"That's good." Yin Ya nodded with a smile and then said, "Then let me apply some ointment for you. Is it okay?"

"It's okay. Just apply it casually," Yuan Zhou said straightforwardly.

"Oh, by the way, what do you usually use to wipe your hands?" Yin Ya asked while applying the ointment.

"I make the ointment myself," Yuan Zhou said honestly.

"This is the aloe ointment. You can apply it, right?" While saying that, Yin Ya squeezed out the transparent and slightly green ointment and gently touched Yuan Zhou's fingertips.

"Yes. I can apply the ointment I made myself again at night," Yuan Zhou said.

Hearing that, Yin Ya couldn't help pinching Yuan Zhou's fingertips tightly. Yuan Zhou felt a sharp pain, but he didn't say anything. After all, his fingers had been hurting before he applied the ointment. It was just a little more painful now.

He couldn't help it. It sounded as if he was saying that Yin Ya was working for free.

The aloe ointment was taken by Yin Ya after she saw the burn on Yuan Zhou's hand. It was brought back from abroad by someone else and the effect was very good.

She was in such a hurry that Yin Ya didn't even change her clothes and rushed to the restaurant in her daytime work clothes just to let Yuan Zhou apply the ointment quickly.

Fortunately, Yin Ya had long been used to Yuan Zhou's way of speaking and knew that he didn't mean what he said literally. She calmed herself down and changed the topic, "Why do you need to peel off the calluses?"

"Because the fingers need to test the temperature of some fried food and the handling of some barbed ingredients. After a long time, calluses will form. However, the calluses will affect the sensitivity of the fingers, so they need to be peeled off," Yuan Zhou said while watching Yin Ya apply the ointment.

Hearing Yuan Zhou's words, Yin Ya found that the skin on Yuan Zhou's fingers was very thin. She could even see the blue blood vessels.

Yin Ya clearly remembered that Yuan Zhou's hands didn't look so thin in the past. Her heart slightly tightened, but she didn't show it on her face. She just silently applied the ointment.

Yin Ya held Yuan Zhou's palm with one hand and used her fingertips to pick up some slippery ointment and apply it on Yuan Zhou's fingertips with the other hand.

Yuan Zhou's hand was slightly cold, but his palm was wide. Due to special maintenance, it didn't look rough, but the joints were distinct. It was said that Yin Ya was holding Yuan Zhou's hand, but in fact, it was Yuan Zhou's hand that was much bigger. Instead, it seemed that Yuan Zhou was holding Yin Ya's hand.

"Next time after you get rid of the cocoon, don't do carpentry first. Do something else. If you keep doing this and your fingers become thicker, it won't be worth it," Yin Ya patiently advised.

"Got it." Yuan Zhou nodded.

"It's good that you know. Although this aloe ointment is for burns, it's also very effective for wound healing. Moreover, it won't leave a scar." Yin Ya applied the ointment evenly on Yuan Zhou's fingers.

"Um." Yuan Zhou nodded and responded with a gentle look.

"Okay, this one is for you to use. You can apply it tomorrow morning and evening." Yin Ya put down Yuan Zhou's hand and then pushed the aloe ointment to Yuan Zhou's hand.

Yuan Zhou only felt that the warm and soft little hand had left. He didn't notice for a moment, and he didn't know what Yin Ya said, so he responded subconsciously.

When Yuan Zhou came back to his senses, Yin Ya was about to walk out of the door.

"Wait." Yuan Zhou quickly called out to stop her.



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