After the divorce, I became a rich girl

The seasoning of the self-heating hot pot is already rich. The seasoning remaining on the edge of the bowl melts when it comes into contact with snow water, turning into a salty and astringent liquid. If it accidentally sticks to the wound on the palm of your hand, the pain is simply indescribable.

Seeing Li Jiawei's painful expression, Xiao Yi asked with concern, "What's wrong with you? Are you feeling unwell?"

Li Jiawei forced a smile and shook her head gently, "It's okay, I just accidentally let the water get on the wound when I was washing the dishes."

Seeing this, Xiao Yi grabbed her wrist without hesitation and gently turned his palm. Several skin-breaking marks came into view, which were obviously caused by the backpack. The hideousness of the wounds was shocking. His heart tightened, knowing that this was left by Li Jiawei dragging him in the snow. His tone was full of apology and pity, "This must be very painful, right?"

Li Jiawei stared at Xiao Yi as he lowered his head to carefully examine the palm of her hand. His warm fingers gently touched the wound, making her feel a surge of heat on her cheek. She was shy but also somewhat powerless to pull her hand back, so she could only softly reply, "It's okay, it won't hurt as long as you don't touch it."

Xiao Yi listened to Li Jiawei's words, and the self-blame and heartache in his eyes became even stronger. He sighed softly, with tenderness and determination coexisting in his eyes. "You take a rest, and leave the dishes to me."

Li Jiawei quickly said, "No, your left arm is still broken."

Xiao Yi stubbornly responded, "One arm can also wash dishes."

Seeing Xiao Yi's insistence, Li Jiawei had no choice but to hand him the bowl of hot pot and said with a smile, "Okay, thank you for your hard work, big star."

Xiao Yi took the bowl and began to wash it with one hand. While washing the bowl, he signaled Li Jiawei to take a rest. His attentiveness and care made Li Jiawei feel warm in her heart.

"Looking at you like this, it's really surprising." Li Jiawei sat next to him with a faint smile on her face, and continued to tease, "I thought big stars were surrounded by people every day and never had to do any housework."

Hearing this, Xiao Yi looked up at her and said with a smile, "Big stars also have to deal with worldly matters, and I've been used to doing these kinds of work since I was a kid."

After Xiao Yi washed the hot pot bowl, he washed his hands carefully with snow water, turned to Li Jiawei and said, "It's freezing outside. Your wound is exposed and it's easy to get frostbite or even get infected. Can I bandage it for you?"

Li Jiawei examined the scar on her palm by the light of the fire and said worriedly, "But there is neither gauze nor disinfectant here. How can we bandage it?"

Xiao Yi thought for a moment and said, "I have alcohol spray and disinfectant wipes in my backpack, which can be used to clean the wound first. As for gauze, do you have cotton pads? Maybe it can be used as an emergency measure."

Li Jiawei nodded and said, "Yes, I have cotton pads."

Xiao Yi said, "These things are enough."

Li Jiawei handed the backpack to Xiao Yi, who quickly took out the alcohol spray and disinfectant wipes from the backpack. "First, gently wipe the area around the wound with the disinfectant wipes, and then spray it with the alcohol spray. This will reduce the risk of infection."

Li Jiawei listened to Xiao Yi's careful explanation, then took out her makeup bag, took out a pack of cosmetic cotton from it, then looked at her damaged down jacket, and tore off a few strips of cloth from it for use.

She handed the alcohol spray to Xiao Yi and asked softly, "Please spray it for me. I'm afraid of the pain and can't do it."

Xiao Yi took the alcohol spray and looked at Li Jiawei's wound, where the bone was almost visible. He saw Li Jiawei frowning, her eyes closed, and her shoulders hunched due to nervousness.

Xiao Yi felt that the alcohol spray in his hand was no longer a disinfectant, but a terrifying torture instrument.

Seeing that she didn't feel any pain in her palm, Li Jiawei closed her eyes and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Yi, did you spray?"

Xiao Yi shook the spray in his hand and replied softly, "Wait a moment, the spray bottle seems to be stuck, I'll adjust it."

Li Jiawei closed her eyes and urged, "Hurry up, if you want to spray, tell me in advance so that I can be mentally prepared."

Xiao Yi aimed the alcohol spray at the palm of Li Jiawei's hand and said gently, "Okay, if I spray it, I will tell you..." Before he finished speaking, Li Jiawei's palm suddenly hurt. She gasped in pain and screamed "Ah". She immediately jumped up and hopped on the spot to try to relieve the pain.

She opened her eyes, her eyes were filled with tears, and her hands were shaking unconsciously due to the pain. She looked into Xiao Yi's eyes full of concern, holding back her tears, and said to him, "Quick, ruthless, accurate, were you a doctor before?"

Xiao Yi looked at Li Jiawei who was holding back the pain and said nothing, "I once acted in a medical drama and asked the doctor for some tips."

When the pain eased a little, Li Jiawei sat back in front of Xiao Yi, handed her hands to him again, and said softly, "No wonder you are so professional."

Xiao Yi noticed that Li Jiawei was sweating due to the pain. He pulled Li Jiawei's hands over, then lowered his head and blew gently on the wounds on her palms, hoping to relieve her pain.

Li Jiawei felt the gentle breeze from her palms, her cheeks flushed instantly, her heartbeat accelerated, and she didn't know if it was a psychological effect or something else, but her palms didn't seem to hurt so much. She thought to herself, he is indeed one of the top ten most handsome men in the world, his charm is unmatched, and the number of times she blushed today is almost catching up with the total number of times she blushed in the past.

The most touching ambiguity in a relationship between men and women is often not deliberately created behavior or words, but the care and eyes that are inadvertently revealed.

At this moment, Xiao Yi didn't need to say much, he silently treated her wounds, occasionally looking up to observe her expression. This meticulous care and eye contact made Li Jiawei want to drown in his eyes, which was hard to resist.

Li Jiawei calmed her pounding heart, looking at her hands that were carefully wrapped like two little dumplings, a warm current surged in her heart, but at the same time she felt a little uncomfortable. She quickly stood up, gently stepped back a few steps, and kept a certain distance from Xiao Yi. In this small space, every time the two of them got close, the air became subtle and tense, making her heartbeat speed up involuntarily.

Li Jiawei shook her head gently, trying to dispel the chaotic thoughts in her mind and reject her own wishful thinking.

She knew clearly that she and Xiao Yi were two different people. They were only together to support each other because they fell off the cliff. Once they left Luoxia Mountain, they might become strangers, and from then on, they would go their separate ways.

She gazed down at her bandaged hands and whispered, "Thank you."

Xiao Yi noticed Li Jiawei's discomfort and quickly responded, "I should be the one thanking you. You were injured because you saved me."

Li Jiawei waited until the blush on her face faded before she raised her head and said, "The cup is empty. I'll go melt some snow water."

After leaving the cabin, the cold air made Li Jiawei's thoughts clear instantly, and the ripples of emotions gradually subsided. She understood that the most important thing now was to save herself and wait for rescue, rather than falling into unnecessary emotional fantasies.