Quan Yuanyuan took a taxi back to the apartment, opened the door, and saw He Wenkai falling to the kitchen door and slumping on the ground. She was startled and strode forward to help him, "Brother Wenkai, what's wrong with you?"

"Go away, I don't want your help!"

He Wenkai pushed Quan Yuanyuan's hand away, he straightened the wheelchair and gritted his teeth to move from the ground to the wheelchair. Although it was difficult, he did it.

Only then did Quan Yuanyuan see a broken cup on the ground. She nervously checked whether He Wenkai was injured by glass. "Brother Wenkai, please let me see where you were injured!"

"I'm fine!"

He Wenkai waved Quan Yuanyuan's hand away and turned his wheelchair to go into the study. He just wanted to go into the kitchen and pour a glass of water. But he knew that there was a hurdle in the kitchen that made his wheelchair overturn. He fell to the ground in a mess and was seen by Quan Yuanyuan.

The cup broke, and when his hand was supported on the ground, it just stood on the broken glass, but this injury didn't matter to him.

Quan Yuanyuan took the broom to sweep the broken glass, but was surprised to see blood on the broken glass. She was stunned for a moment and immediately knew that He Wenkai was injured. She was scratched by the broken glass, and he could ignore it, but when he was injured, she couldn't ignore it. She quickly swept the broken glass with the broom, took the medical box to the study room, and didn't bother to knock the door, and pushed the door in, "Brother Wenkai, you are injured..."

He Wenkai was wiping the blood in his palm with a tissue. Quan Yuanyuan suddenly broke in. He threw the tissue into the trash tube in a little embarrassed manner, put his hand under the table, and looked at her with a frown, "Go out! Come in in the future and ask you to knock on the door!"

"Brother Wenkai, you are injured, why don't you tell me?"

Quan Yuanyuan didn't care about He Wenkai's bad attitude. She walked up, put the medicine box on the desk, reached out to pull He Wenkai's hand up, and saw that his palm was covered with blood, exclaimed, "Oh my God! Your hand looks a bit serious. Do you want to go to the hospital to deal with it?"

"No, I can't die!"

He Wenkai wanted to pull his hand back, and Quan Yuanyuan grabbed his hand hard, "Brother Wenkai, if you don't go to the hospital, I will let me treat your wound!"

"Need not!"

He Wenkai's face was a little heavy, Quan Yuanyuan was so sad that shed tears, "Why? Why did you refuse my kindness? I am your wife, it's time to take care of you! Why did you treat me like this?"

"I……"

He Wenkai felt uncomfortable when he saw Quan Yuanyuan crying. He sighed and said, "If you want to treat the wound, just treat it!"

Seeing that he did not refuse again, Quan Yuanyuan wiped her tears and took out the iodine vapour from the medicine box to disinfect his wound. "It will hurt a little, so hold it down!"

He Wenkai's face remained unchanged. This pain was negligible to him. However, when he saw Quan Yuanyuan's look of feeling sorry for him, he sighed in his heart. Why was this silly girl not scared by his cold face?

"Okay, I'll disinfect the wound on your hand, and I'll give you some Yunnan Baiyao!"

Quan Yuanyuan flattened He Wenkai's palm, smeared Yunnan Baiyao onto the wound, and then wrapped it with gauze.

"Brother Wenkai, don't get your hands dirty these two days. You have to wash and I can help you!"

"No, this injury is nothing!"
Chapter completed!