Quick Transmigration System: Talking about the cultivation of a delicate woman!

Chapter 38 The Canary of the Ghost and Animal Boss [11]

"Be careful——" Shen Muli stood aside and found that the casserole fell to the ground. It was still a step too late, and the porridge in the casserole poured out and fell on An Ran's feet.

"Ah - it's hot." An Ran retreated reflexively, but he still couldn't hide from the hot porridge that hit him.

Her feet were hot and painful, An Ran's eyes turned red, and tears welled up in his eyes from the pain.

Shen Muli quickly stepped forward to pick up An Ran who was squatting on the ground, put him on the sink beside him, and turned on cold water to rinse the burnt area.

Even after being rinsed with cold water, it didn't hurt that much, and after a while, blisters formed on the burnt area, which made it even more painful.

"It hurts." An Ran hugged Shen Muli's neck, crying pitifully.

Ah~ Boss Shen's neck smells so good, I finally ate a bite of tofu, and my hard work during this time is not in vain.

Yue Mo put it in the cold water for a while, and the redness on his feet was no longer there. Shen Muli carried An Ran off the sink.

Because of the cold water for a long time, the limbs were cold and numb.

An Ran shivered coldly, curled up in Shen Muli's arms, wrapped his arms around Big Brother Shen's neck, and hugged him even tighter.

Shen Muli took An Ran into the room and ordered the housekeeper to bring the medicine box.

"Porridge, porridge." An Ran saw walking away, thinking about the porridge he accidentally 'deliberately' knocked out just now, what to do with Master Shen's stomach problem tonight.

"I'll cook it tomorrow." Shen Muli hugged the man in his arms who was still thrashing about because of an injured leg, and tried his best to prevent An Ran from wrestling.

"Your stomach will hurt if you don't eat." An Ran persuaded, feeling the constantly tightening arms.

The skin is close to each other, and the vigorous muscles are swollen against An Ran's skin. It is so obvious and powerful. Feeling the strength of Master Shen, An Ran is so scared that he does not dare to move.

Shen Muli: "It's just a small stomach problem."

[Ding—favorability +10]

Hearing the reminder sound next to his ear, An Ran frowned, he was really a duplicity kid.

Coming to An Ran's room on the second floor, Shen Muli carefully placed An Ran on the bed, and took the medicine box that the housekeeper found.

Shen Muli grabbed An Ran's little feet, and watched An Ran curl up on the bed in fear but cowardice.

Shen Muli was angry and funny, and said: "The blisters need to be picked out, otherwise you will get an injection tomorrow if you get an infection."

"No injections, no injections, you can choose." An Ran closed his eyes as if death was at home, but he could feel the movements of his feet more clearly.

An Ran's whole body was shaking with fear, and his feet were hot red. Shen Muli took a needle to pick out a few large blisters, then applied a layer of white powder anti-inflammatory medicine on it, and then wrapped it with gauze.

"Don't go into the water these few days, or the wound will get inflamed and it won't heal." Shen Muli let go of the scalded red foot.

An Ran nodded quickly, and said, "I'll cook another porridge for Lord Shen, soon."

Seeing Shen Muli's increasingly gloomy face, he silently added a few more sentences at the end, making Shen Muli's expression even uglier.

Before Shen Muli could speak, he stopped and said, "I'm going to sleep first."

An Ran pulled the quilt over her head and fell asleep.

Shen Muli smiled and turned his head away, not realizing his doting eyes, squatting down to pack up the medicine box and put it away.

Looking at the deserted furnishings in An Ran's house, there is only a bed, a wardrobe, a desk and a chair, and there are no other big things.

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