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He stopped moving for a moment, and a tiny crease appeared between his eyebrows, but it disappeared very quickly.
In the next second, Ji Jingchen had already walked over. He took Wen Tiantian's hand and put it in front of his eyes.
On the back of Wen Tiantian's right hand, there were several oily, scalding red marks!
The dishes she was good at were soup and porridge, but she rarely cooked anything fried.
When Ji Jingchen saw the two dishes on the table that were about to be fried with oil, he was a bit worried. Now that he saw Wen Tiantian's hand hidden behind her back, he was even more sure.
She didn't expect that in order to cook these dishes, she would suffer so many injuries!
A few red burn marks were left on her fair skin, making her look heartbreaking.
Ji Jingchen suddenly frowned and revealed a displeased expression.
Wen Tiantian didn't expect that she had hidden it well enough, but it was still discovered.
She suddenly felt a bit embarrassed and wanted to retract her hand, but Ji Jingchen clenched his tightly.
"Ji Jingchen, you first …"
Ji Jingchen pursed his lips and pulled Wen Tiantian away without waiting for her to finish.
He moved very carefully, fearing he would hurt her, his fingers deliberately avoiding a few burns.
Wen Tiantian jumped in fright at his appearance. She hurriedly said, "I'm really fine. I'll definitely be injured if I cook."
"No!"
Ji Jingchen frowned and said unhappily, "You are not allowed to cook in the future."
Wen Tiantian quickly shook her head.
"This is an exception. Look at me, I haven't been injured a few times compared to the previous times."
However, Ji Jingchen refused to retreat.
"Don't touch oil again."
Wen Tiantian hurriedly nodded her head.
She was indeed not proficient in this aspect. In order to cook these two dishes, she even asked the chef for guidance so that she could finally finish these two dishes.
But even so, he was still injured.
However, she didn't think much of this minor injury, but Ji Jingchen looked very serious.
He carefully pulled Wen Tiantian to sit on the sofa and took out the ointment used to treat burns.
Ji Jingchen lowered his head and frowned. He carefully held her hand and disinfected the scalded area on her hand. Then, he smeared a cold paste on her hand.
The fiery hot wounds instantly cleared up and became much more comfortable.
Wen Tiantian looked down at Ji Jingchen, who was carefully applying medicine, and felt a warm feeling in her heart.
"The other hand." Unexpectedly, Ji Jingchen, who had just finished painting one hand, ordered again.
Wen Tiantian seemed to have suddenly recalled something and quickly shook her head.
Seeing Wen Tiantian's actions, Ji Jingchen suddenly had a bad premonition. His brows creased even more tightly, and the anger on his Weibo even appeared on his face.
He raised his hand and pulled out the hand that Wen Tiantian had hidden behind her back.
Upon seeing the scar on the back of his hand, he sucked in a breath of cold air.
The burns on Wen Tiantian's right hand was serious in Ji Jingchen's eyes. He never expected her to hide such a big wound on her left hand!
The back of his hand was scalded red and slightly swollen.
How much pain would it hurt?
Ji Jingchen's expression was dark. The scar on Wen Tiantian's hand was very obvious, making people's hearts ache.
She was actually able to hold back all this time …
The more Ji Jingchen thought about it, the angrier he got. He said in a deep voice, "Don't go into the kitchen again!"
He finally managed to convince Ji Jingchen just now, but he didn't expect that he had returned to a further place.
Wen Tiantian quickly said, "But didn't you just say that as long as we don't touch anything that's fried, it would be fine?"
"Now I'll go back on my word."
Ji Jingchen's face was filled with anger. He was angry at Wen Tiantian, but also angry at himself.
If she hadn't said she liked those two dishes, Wen Tiantian wouldn't have gotten hurt.
Noticing her unsightly expression, Wen Tiantian didn't say anything else. She stretched out her hand, placed it pitifully in front of him, and blinked her eyes.
"It hurts, Ji Jingchen, help me apply the medicine."
"You still know pain!" Ji Jingchen said in dissatisfaction.
Although her tone was harsh, when she saw Wen Tiantian's pitiful appearance, she still sighed and carefully blew on the wound.
A slightly cold wind gently blew across his wound, bringing with it a burst of coolness.
Wen Tiantian narrowed her eyes comfortably.
"Does it still hurt?" Ji Jingchen asked.
"It doesn't hurt anymore."
Wen Tiantian smiled, but didn't expect Ji Jingchen to glare at her.
Ji Jingchen moved even more gently, gently disinfection the wound on Wen Tiantian's hand and anoint it with ointment.
"I won't eat those two dishes from now on."
"Why?"
Wen Tiantian's eyes widened rapidly.
She finally managed to finish those two dishes after a lot of effort. Why didn't Ji Jingchen eat it?
Thinking of this, she felt a sense of loss.
Ji Jingchen said angrily, "If it's a dish that can injure you, I don't mind eating it."
"But I …"
Wen Tiantian was anxious to explain.
Ji Jingchen couldn't help but laugh when he saw Ye Zichen's nervous expression.
"However, Tiantian took great pains to cook these two dishes for me today. I will definitely savor them properly, but you are not allowed to cook them again in the future."
Upon hearing his words, Wen Tiantian's worries turned into joy as she nodded happily and stood up in a hurry.
"Then let's go take a look now."
The food on the table was still steaming, and the fragrance was intoxicating.
Wen Tiantian asked Ji Jingchen to sit down and then turned around to prepare the dishes.
But just as he took a step, he was stopped by Ji Jingchen.
"Come back and sit down."
With that, he stood up and held Wen Tiantian's shoulder, allowing her to sit on his seat.
Wen Tiantian looked at him in confusion. Ji Jingchen's gaze swept across her injured hand.
"You're wounded, sit here and recuperate. Don't rub away the ointment on your hands."
Wen Tiantian raised her hand and looked at it awkwardly.
She felt that Ji Jingchen was making a big fuss out of nothing. Right now, both of her hands were covered with ointment, how was it possible for her to eat without wiping it off?
Seeing her troubled expression, the corner of Ji Jingchen's mouth twitched, but he did not retreat.
He grabbed the chopsticks and bowls and sat beside Wen Tiantian.
Wen Tiantian was about to grab the chopsticks, but she was avoided by Ji Jingchen.
Ji Jingchen held the chopsticks in one hand and said, "What do you want to eat?"
It was obvious that he wanted to help her.
So this is the way not to rub off the ointment...
Wen Tiantian was a little hesitant. She was perfectly fine and didn't have any ailments. How could she ask someone to feed her?
However, Ji Jingchen's gaze was very persistent. Seeing that she wasn't willing to give up, he calmly faced her.
After a few minutes of stalemate, Wen Tiantian was defeated.
"First, try the fish porridge I made. Don't you like it the most?"
Ji Jingchen nodded and picked up the spoon. In the end, he didn't give the spoon to himself, but handed it to Wen Tiantian.
Wen Tiantian didn't expect him to let her eat first. She originally wanted to reject him, but when her eyes met with Ji Jingchen's gaze, she backed off and could only obediently open her mouth.