Old Zou was busy cooking and did not notice.
However, when Su Lu carried the dishes out, Bo Jingshen, who was originally sitting on the sofa looking at his phone, quickly noticed.
"What happened to your hand?" Bo Jingshen's sharp eyes fell on her fingers.
Only then did Old Zou react, "What happened to Xiao Su's hand? Did you get hurt just now?"
Su Lu didn't try to hide it, "I just got a small prick, it's not serious."
"Oh dear, you need to take care of injuries from sea creatures, it's easy to get an infection." Old Zou said.
Bo Jingshen got up from the sofa, "Old Zou, do you have a first-aid kit?"
"Yes, yes, yes, under the TV cabinet. You go get it yourself and treat her, I'll bring out the dishes."
Bo Jingshen quickly found a small plastic first-aid kit under the TV cabinet. Though it was small, it was well-equipped with disinfecting tools and bandaging materials.
"I'll do it myself. You go help Teacher Zou with the dishes..."
