"Yue'er, I..." Xiao Yishan originally wanted to say that he was going to cook dinner.
She interrupted him, "Second brother, don't get up first. If your leg becomes crippled..."
"I only injured my left leg, I can hop on my right foot..." He came up with an idea.
She disagreed, "The vibration is not good for the injury on your left leg. Second brother, your left leg is too badly injured, don't get off the bed, don't move around..."
"Yue'er..." He wanted to say something else. She raised her eyebrows, "Listen to me!"
"..." He finally fell silent, not saying anything.
Su Qingyue carried Xiao Qinghe to the kitchen, where Qinghe sat on a chair in the kitchen and began to cook dinner. Although he couldn't walk with both legs, he relied on his arm strength, and moved the chair while sitting on it, which was not a problem for short distances.
Qingyue carefully brought firewood from the courtyard, so he didn't have to leave the kitchen, and he could cook in the kitchen.
