Chapter 955
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Before Song Xiangsi could reply, Xu Jiamu's sharp eyes caught sight of the wound on her arm.
Xu Jiamu abruptly grabbed Song Xiangsi's arm. When he saw the ghastly scratch, he furrowed his brows and looked down. When he saw that there was also a wound on her leg, he furrowed his brows even more. "How did you fall like this? You didn't treat it?"
Song Xiangsi lowered her head. Without a word, she pulled her arm out of Xu Jiamu's grasp.
"Where's your husband? Does he not care about you? "Xu Jiamu's words contained a hint of anger.
Song Xiangsi still didn't say a word.
Xu Jiamu stared at her for a while, then suddenly carried her over to the elevator.
Xu Jiamu brought Song Xiangsi to the nearest hospital. Song Xiangsi still hadn't recovered from the shock of Xu Jiamu suddenly appearing in front of her house in Seattle, but the doctor had already given her a checkup.
Xu Jiamu followed the doctor's instructions and paid for some ointment. Then he continued to carry Song Xiangsi back to her apartment.
When he opened the door, without asking for her permission, he carried her straight into her apartment and placed her on the sofa in the living room. Without waiting for her to react, he poured the bottles in the bag onto the floor. He glanced at the English words on them, then picked up a cotton swab and started to treat her wound.
From start to finish, the two of them didn't say a word.
Song Xiangsi stared at Xu Jiamu without blinking.
When Xu Jiamu finished treating her wound, he raised his head and glanced at her. "It's best to apply this ointment twice a day, in case it leaves a scar."
As he said this, he lowered his head and pointed at the bottles on the floor. "Apply this first, it's for disinfectant. Then apply this last, remember?"
Xu Jiamu glanced over at her again. Seeing that she still had the same expression on her face, he furrowed his brows. Then he grabbed a pen from the coffee table and made a mark on each of the boxes. He said faintly, "I've marked the order clearly for you."
Xu Jiamu put down his pen and glanced at the clock on the wall. It was already eight o'clock, so he asked, "Have you had breakfast?"
This time, Song Xiangsi finally reacted. She gently shook her head at Xu Jiamu.
Without another word, Xu Jiamu stood up and walked into the kitchen.
Song Xiangsi sat quietly on the sofa in the living room, listening to the sound of the exhaust fan in the kitchen. Her gaze drifted out the window.
Even though Song Xiangsi didn't know how to cook, she had Little Red Bean, so everything was prepared.
Xu Jiamu's culinary skills had always been good. In less than forty minutes, he had prepared a nutritious and balanced breakfast for her.
He stood in front of the dining table and scooped a bowl of oatmeal for Song Xiangsi. He glanced over at her, who was still sitting on the sofa, and asked, "Can you walk over?"
Song Xiangsi hurriedly nodded, quickly stood up and walked over to the dining table.
She pulled out a chair and sat down. Xu Jiamu placed a bowl of oatmeal in front of her.
The aroma wafted into her nose, tantalizing her appetite. Song Xiangsi was in a daze for a moment, then looked over at Xu Jiamu. "Do you want to eat with me?"
Xu Jiamu hesitated for about three seconds, then said in a flat voice, "No thanks."
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