Yan Ziyi's eyes fell on her sprained foot. Because it was not treated in time, the ankle was already swollen very high, and it seemed to be more serious than last night.
Yan Ziyi frowned and immediately squatted down to check her injuries carefully.
As soon as his hand touched it, he immediately heard Lin Kemei's scream of pain: "Oh, it hurts!"
"I'll take you to the hospital!" Yan Ziyi said without hesitation with a hint of anxiety in his eyes.
"No need." Lin Kemei shook her head and refused.
"But your feet are swollen like this" Yan Ziyi couldn't help but worry.
"There is painkilling ointment in my medicine box." Lin Kemei bit her lip and replied.
Yan Ziyi immediately rummaged through her medicine box, opened it and took out the ointment for reducing swelling and blood stasis.
Then he carried Lin Kemei to the sofa, lifted her long legs, and put her sprained foot on his body.
"I'll do it myself!" Lin Kemei subconsciously didn't want to trouble him.
"Don't move!" Yan Ziyi shouted in a low voice, but he was very domineering.
Lin Kemei glanced at him, pursed her lips, and said nothing.
Yan Ziyi stared at her injured ankle with phoenix eyes. He applied a little ointment on his fingertips and fainted little by little when he touched her injured area.
That little touch brings a hint of coolness to the sting.
"Are you ready?" Lin Kemei said a hint of urging from between her teeth, and her voice sounded more like coquettishness.
"It's almost time." Yan Ziyi glanced at her and curled his lips.
He lowered his eyes again, carefully applied ointment to her and rubbed the injured area
Lin Kemei had no choice but to stiffen her body and let him rub her.
Finally, Yan Ziyi finished taking the medicine and let her go.
Lin Kemei took a long breath, adjusted her posture, and leaned on the sofa.
Yan Ziyi put the ointment back into the medicine box, walked back and looked at her: "Have you had breakfast?"
"No!" Lin Kemei replied softly.
Her feet were so injured that even if she wanted to eat, she couldn't.
"Wait!" Yan Ziyi raised his hand and rubbed the top of her hair, curling his thin lips.
After saying that, he turned around and went to the kitchen.
Lin Kemei blinked, her slightly stiff expression filled with confusion.
After a while, the sound of water running from the kitchen woke Lin Kemei out of her trance.
Her first thought after reacting was whether Yan Ziyi could find a place to put the rice.
So Lin Kemei had to stand up from the sofa and jump to the kitchen on one foot.
Lin Kemei leaned against the opened glass door, looking at Yan Ziyi who was standing in front of the sink with his back to her, washing rice.
The space in the kitchen is not large, and the tall man standing in the kitchen stands out to her.
Wearing a black fashionable top with some retro design, the man¡¯s slender and beautiful forearms can be seen under the rolled-up sleeves.
Black trousers, the trousers are hidden in a pair of black military boots.
Today¡¯s Yan Ziyi¡¯s fashionable attire exudes toughness and handsomeness, which matches the man¡¯s charming and uninhibited temperament.
But such an outfit contrasts with the warmth of the kitchen, and it has to form a sharp contrast.
"Hey, Yan Ziyi" Lin Kemei couldn't help but call out this person's name.
"Huh?" Yan Ziyi turned around and frowned slightly when he saw the woman appearing at the kitchen door: "Why are you here? Why aren't you resting on the sofa?"
"Do you want to make breakfast for me?" Lin Kemei asked with a wink.
"If I don't cook it for you, what are you going to eat now?" Yan Ziyi pulled his lips and smiled, knowingly asking.
Lin Kemei was startled. She wanted to refuse, but then she thought again. Anyway, she had already accepted his kindness just now, and there was no need to be pretentious now.
"I don't want to eat plain porridge, it's too bland." Lin Kemei suddenly became picky.
The corners of Yan Ziyi's mouth gradually deepened, and his brows were filled with doting: "Then what do you want to eat?"
Lin Kemei thought for a moment: "Let's have preserved egg and lean meat porridge."
Yan Ziyi stared at her with soft eyes, "It's no problem for me to make it, as long as you have the ingredients for preserved egg and lean meat porridge at home."
¡°That¡¯s great!¡± Lin Kemei¡¯s smile widened.
Before the porridge was cooked, Yan Ziyi carried Lin Kemei back to the sofa, put the remote control into her hand, and let her watch TV.
Lin Kemei sat there boredly.Changing the station, I listened to the sounds in the kitchen at any time.
Until a piece of news appeared on the TV screen, the anchor was reporting on yesterday¡¯s election results of their Lin Corporation¡¯s board of directors. Lin Caipeng, her half-brother¡¯s father¡¯s illegitimate son, was elected by a high vote to be the chairman of the next Lin Corporation¡¯s board of directors.
Lin Kemei froze there, her heart sinking, and a look of deep sarcasm flashed across her eyes.
"I didn't expect that she and Gordon Zhou had been fighting for so long, and in the end the position of chairman of the board of directors fell to this illegitimate son.
Lin Caipeng has no talent at all, nor does he have any Lin¡¯s work experience. He is even too young and should be studying.
But just because he is his father's son and has the right to inherit his father's will, he is now pushed to the stage by everyone to take on important responsibilities.
Lin Kemei couldn¡¯t help but worry about Lin¡¯s future
"What are you looking at?" Yan Ziyi's voice suddenly came to his ears.
Lin Kemei was startled for a moment, then came to her senses, "It's nothing"
She immediately changed the channel and hurriedly covered it up.
"The preserved egg and lean meat porridge is ready, you can go and eat it." Yan Ziyi's eyes were filled with shimmer, and his voice was soft.
"Okay!" Lin Kemei narrowed her eyes and stood up from the sofa.
Yan Ziyi bent down, picked her up from the waist, and carried her to the restaurant with brisk steps.
On the dining table, a steaming bowl of preserved egg and lean meat porridge is placed in a white porcelain bowl.
Yan Ziyi placed Lin Kemei on the dining chair next to the dining table, handed the porcelain spoon into her hand, and curved the corners of his mouth at the same time: "Try it."
Lin Kemei took the porcelain spoon, scooped a spoonful of preserved egg and meat porridge into her mouth, and praised with a smile: "It tastes pretty good!"
"As long as you like it!" Yan Ziyi's smile deepened, and his eyes showed a little tenderness.
"Have you had breakfast?" Lin Kemei took a few more bites, then suddenly raised her head and asked.
"Not yet." Yan Ziyi replied calmly.
"Then let's eat together?" Lin Kemei raised a sincere smile and extended the invitation.
Yan Ziyi looked at her and nodded: "Okay!"
So he also filled a bowl and sat down on the dining chair opposite her.
As the saying goes, eat without talking and sleep without talking. Both were well educated and quiet during meals.
¡°Isn¡¯t this atmosphere a bit too dead?
Lin Kemei lowered her head to drink another spoonful of porridge. When she bit her spoon and raised her head, she unconsciously glanced at Yan Ziyi opposite. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com