Shen Xian took a small bowl and filled Zhang Chi with soup, "It's still hot, you can try it."

Zhang Chi happily took the bowl and spoon and took a big sip.

"ah!"

The spoon entered his mouth, followed by a scream, and then he could be seen opening his mouth and taking a big breath.

"It's hot, it's burning me to death! Ahhhh..."

Shen Xian couldn't help but look at him and handed him a tissue.

"I brought it here as soon as it was cooked. I didn't expect this thermal insulation bucket to be so good at keeping heat."

It was also the first time that Shen Xian used this thermos bucket to load things. She lowered her head and looked at it. There was a familiar symbol on the thermos bucket.

This was an item that was given out when she was in the team, and she has been collecting it carefully.

The one sent to her at that time was a bright yellow one, which was very beautiful.

Bai Xian usually liked colors the most, and she insisted on exchanging his gray-blue one with her, but she couldn't resist him, so Shen Xian exchanged it with him.

He frowned in an exaggerated manner, it looked like he was really hot.

"Are you okay?"

Shen Xian asked softly, taking the bowl and stirring it with a spoon to help him cool down.

"Fortunately, I haven't had home-cooked food in a long time. I couldn't help myself when I smelled this..."

Zhang Chi laughed to cover up his embarrassment.

In total, this was the third time he and Shen Xian had met. After all, they were not particularly close people, so he was still a little embarrassed.

"It should be better now."

Shen Xian handed the bowl back to Zhang Chi. Seeing that it was difficult for him to sit, he took a pillow to support his back.

"Yeah, it's delicious. I didn't expect your cooking skills to be so good!"

"It is made according to the method taught by my grandma. The soup made by my grandma is really delicious. I also know an aunt who is from the south and is very good at making soup and cooking."

People are always happy when they hear that their cooking skills are recognized, and Shen Xian couldn't help but talk more.

When I accidentally mentioned Aunt Bai, my heart sank.

The result of having a brain that is faster than your mouth is that you accidentally expose things that are often on your mind but don't want others to know.

Zhang Chi drank the soup happily, "Then it would be great if I had the chance to try the cooking of your grandma and that aunt. I follow this guy Gu Chen, I don't know how long it will take before I can eat the food at home."

Zhang Chi lowered his head to drink the soup and didn't notice Shen Xian's emotional changes.

"Mr. Gu's family doesn't cook?"

Shen Xian didn't think too much and answered casually.

Zhang Chi paused in his drinking of soup, the look on his face changed quickly, and he said a perfunctory "hmm".

Seeing that Zhang Chi had almost finished drinking, Shen Xian took the bowl and filled him with another bowl, "If you like to eat it, I will make it again and bring it to you when I have time."

"That's so embarrassing."

Zhang Chi smiled brightly, but despite saying this, he did not slow down his eating speed at all.

After finishing two bowls of soup, Zhang Chi burped contentedly, with an indescribable sense of happiness on his sunny and handsome face.

"I'll feel better if I can do something for you."

Shen Xian put away the bowl and closed the lid of the thermos bucket. Her long black hair hung down and covered most of her face, making her expression unclear.

But the tone in which he spoke sounded very sad.

"My injuries were caused by me not being calm enough when I saw the bomb. I was scared to death when I saw the bomb and knocked over the shelf. After all, you saved me, otherwise, I would have injured more than just one Legs."

Zhang Chi could not understand Shen Xian's sad mood, so he quickly explained it.

"If I had half your determination, I wouldn't have hurt myself. Hahaha, but it's okay, I can take the opportunity to give myself a good vacation."

Shen Xian moved the insulation cover so slowly that Zhang Chi thought he might have said something wrong, so he made a joke.

He reached out and patted his plastered leg and laughed, "Guess how many steel nails are installed in it?"

Shen Xian turned around and looked at the relaxed smiling face. After all, he couldn't face his problem head-on.

She didn't even notice that her eye circles were red at this moment, and the corners of her eyes were filled with faint tears.

"Sorry, I shouldn't joke about this kind of thing." Zhang Chi put away the wild smile on his face, sat upright and looked at Shen Xian apologetically.

"It's not your fault, it's my own problem."

Shen Xian's voice was low and deep, with an astringent tone due to nervousness.

She felt weak all over, a situation that had often occurred over the years. She sat down softly on the chair, looked at the flabby injured leg, and the corners of her mouth twitched slightly as she struggled to speak.

"Once, a very important person to me... died in front of me, but I couldn't do anything."

I can't do it because I've already done it wrong...

Zhang Chi has never seen Shen Xian like this. The first two times we met, she was always indifferent, cold, and silent. But now she is like cracked glass, shattering bit by bit.

Thin strands of hair hung on her forehead and eyebrows, her lips were pale, soft and weak, as if they would soon break...

"sorry."

Zhang Chi was extremely nervous and suddenly apologized. He didn't know why he said he was sorry, but he just felt that he was wrong.

Under the thick white plaster, there is a leg nailed with steel nails. The young bones are slowly closing, reuniting, and growing...

How great it would be if that lost life could be connected in this way, and grow again bit by bit, gathering the vitality that it deserves!

In the ward, the autumn sunshine was not very strong, and it filtered in through the window in a deserted manner, without much warmth.

The sound of wind squeezing in through the cracks in the window stirred the quiet air in the room. The white gauze curtains moved in the wind, spreading out small ripples from top to bottom, and soon returned to their original shape.

The quiet atmosphere was broken by a knock on the door. It was the nurse who came to give Zhang Chi a sling.

"Then you have a good rest and I will see you again when I find time."

Shen Xian put away his emotions and looked at Zhang Zhang's eyes to return to normal, indifferent, deserted.

"Okay, thank you for your pork rib soup."

There was a bright smile on Zhang Chi's face, and the two of them tacitly agreed to cover up the little incident just now, not mentioning it, not asking about it, and not comforting it.

"Um."

Shen Xian responded, turned around, picked up the thermos bucket, greeted the nurse who came in, and left.

The wind seemed to be getting stronger. Shen Xian buttoned up his windbreaker, put on his mask and stopped the car at the entrance of the hospital.

A black Land Rover slid slowly beside her. Shen Xian was absentmindedly staring at the passing cars looking for an empty taxi and didn't notice it.

Shen Xian is very afraid of the cold. Even though it is autumn now, she is shivering all over.

After finally stopping an empty bus, she sneezed uncontrollably as soon as she got on the bus, the tip of her nose was red, and her eyes were sore and swollen.

When she reported the location to the driver, her voice was even more tearful. She didn't realize that tears were streaming down her face.

"Girl, don't be too sad. Life and death are determined by fate and wealth. All we healthy people can do is take more care of you and adjust your mentality."

The driver seemed to be used to seeing people who came out of the hospital in emotional breakdown. He threw a pack of tissues from the front row to Shen Xian who was sitting in the back.

"ah?"

Shen Xian was a little confused. What was the driver talking about? The tissue in his hand made her even more confused.

The driver saw Shen Xian looking at him strangely in the rearview mirror, and he stretched out his hand to make signs on his face.

Shen Xian then raised her hand and touched her face. Her hand felt moist and slippery. She smiled nonchalantly and said, "Haha, it's because of the wind."

She didn't take out a tissue to wipe her face, but sat back and leaned into the seat very closely, as if seeking more support or warmth.
Chapter completed!