The two played around for a while, and before they knew it, it was half past five.

Xinxin, who was still alive and kicking a moment ago, suddenly lost her strength, and scared Shen Chong so much that her soul flew away.

"Dad, Xinxin is hungry."

When the baby daughter took the initiative to tell the reason, Shen Chongcai couldn't wait to hammer his head again.

When the daughter doesn't know the time, forget it, and the father is actually messing around.

Children don't eat like adults, on the one hand, they need regular time, and on the other hand, children grow up and consume quickly.

She hadn't stopped since she came, she hadn't even drunk her saliva, she hadn't eaten anything, and she should have consumed all the food she had eaten at noon.

"Xinxin, you drink saliva first, then watch cartoons in bed, Dad will cook for you, and you will be able to eat dinner soon, okay?"

"Dad can cook for himself! Is it a master of cooking? Mom never cooked. ”

Shin Shin was excited again.

Shen Chong smiled proudly, "That's right, Dad is a master of cooking!" ”

That's where he comes in.

Fat people all have a common characteristic, they are very greedy.

A mediocre fat man depends on others to feed him, and the chef of a mere fly restaurant can satisfy him.

Top fat people tend to be self-reliant, because they have eaten out of taste and taste.

The taste of MSG smashed out of the restaurant is chewing firewood in the mouth of the top fat man, and it does not enter the stream.

Shen Chong, as a top fat house, is blessed by the fact that he does not like to move, and the internal reason is that the dishes he makes are too delicious and fattening.

So he said that he was a master of cooking, and he was really not bragging, at least the level of ten athletes Shen Chong was not enough for him to stuff his teeth.

However, the ingredients left by athlete Shen Chong are quite rich, lean meat, potatoes, celery, lettuce, and eggs, all of which are alive.

The ingredients are all fresh, they were all just bought last night.

When the predecessor of that temperament Mu Ne bought these dishes, he probably fantasized more than once about the scene of Xinxin eating the dishes he made himself, right?

After all, every time they used to get together outside for a short time, it was the first time that Shin Shin lived in the house.

But now he can't feel this kind of happiness that only belongs to his father.

Brother, go in peace.

I've also died once, and I'll cherish this life.

At least in terms of cooking skills, I have more than eight streets to blow you up!

If you don't know much about the taste of Shin Shin, let's make fried shredded pork with potatoes and lettuce tips that are all killed by children, and then make a steamed egg.

However, Xinxin said that her mother never seemed to cook, which is normal, a strong woman.

Although I haven't learned about Lin Zhishu's life, he should be a busy person.

But this is too unfair to the children, they are all five years old, haven't they really eaten the dishes made by their mothers?

Wouldn't that be a lack of important memories when you grow up?

Hiss!

He gasped.

When cutting shredded potatoes, his mind was a little distracted, and the master Shen Chong made a low-level mistake and cut it on his left index finger.

Fortunately, he put away the knife in time, otherwise his fingers would have been gone, but he still made a cut on his fingertips that was one centimeter long and two or three millimeters deep.

Beads of blood then bubbled out of the mouth, and in the blink of an eye, they became the size of mung beans, and then they were about to trickle down their fingertips.

Shen Chong hurriedly took his hand away, he couldn't drop the blood on the shredded potatoes.

Xinxin, who was watching TV over there, heard the sound of Shen Chong inhaling, got up from the bed and stretched her neck to look this way, and saw Shen Chong's bloody fingertips at a glance.

"Yikes! Dad, you're hurt! ”

The baby daughter hurriedly threw the remote control board on the bed, and she didn't even bother to put on her shoes, so she ran over with her bare feet, more anxious than the wounded himself.

She stretched out her hand and wanted to grab Shen Chong's hand.

Shen Chong hurriedly took his hand away, otherwise the blood would have to be thrown on her beautiful clothes.

"It's okay, it's okay, it's a little wound, Dad just put a band-aid. Be careful with kitchen knives, be careful with your clothes, Xinxin, you go and put on your shoes first, don't get cold to your feet. ”

Shen Chong raised his left hand and walked to the side of the bed.

As a retired fighter who maintains high-intensity training, he has a lot of sports injury medicine at home.

Pull open the bedside table, and the disinfectant, Yun*nan Baiyao, gauze and band-aids are neatly placed inside.

Xinxin was still wearing no shoes, Shen Chong was taking medicine with one hand, while she was sitting on the edge of the bed with her hands in her hands and staring at her eyes wide, nervous to death.

She kept asking, "Dad, does it hurt?" Otherwise, let's go to the hospital, Aunt Jiang said that the doctors in the hospital are the most powerful, and they can cure any disease. ”

Shen Chong unscrewed the disinfectant with one hand, and then wiped it with a cotton swab, it was a little hot and painful, but listening to Xinxin's words, it was beautiful.

"It's out of the way, Dad has been injured many times worse than this one before, and it's all right."

As a result, he coaxed again.

The baby daughter was so distressed that she began to cry, "You have lost a lot of blood, and it is many times more serious, how painful it is." ”

My daughter is really made of water!

How big are your tears, and how big are they?

Shen Chong almost wanted to seal his broken mouth with adhesive tape, and I am afraid that my skill of coaxing the baby will go to heaven.

He hurriedly applied white medicine powder to himself, and within thirty seconds of the powder being up, the bleeding quickly and completely stopped.

Stop bleeding so quickly?

The effect of white medicine in this world is so strong?

I don't have this magic effect in my memory!

Surprised, he was not idle, "Xinxin, look, Dad is bleeding, put on the band-aid again, and it will be fine in a few days." ”

Xinxin glared, and there was really no blood, "Really, Dad didn't lie to me, it's amazing!" ”

Shen Chong smiled, took out a band-aid from the side, and was about to tear the rubber with the ring finger of his left hand, but Xinxin next to him said excitedly: "Dad, Dad, I'll help you paste it." ”

Seeing her full of interest, Shen Chong simply gave her a band-aid, and taught in his mouth: "First tear off the rubber on one side, and then aim the part that does not stick to the hand in the middle to the wound." ”

"Hey, that's it! Hey? Why did you tear both sides together, forget it, be careful with that action, don't get it. Ah, it's already stained. ”

Xinxin, who was only five years old, was a little clumsy, and Shen Chong's reminder was useless, so she decisively glued the rubber of the band-aid together.

But the bleeding has stopped anyway, and Shen Chong is not in a hurry.

She tossed backwards for almost a minute before tearing it back up, shaking her hand and slowly sending the band-aid to Shen Chong's fingertips.

As a result, her hand shook, and the glue part was directly stuck to Shen Chong's wound where the white medicine powder was applied.

The poor little girl was about to cry again.

Shen Chong saw that the situation was not good, so he quickly hid his left hand behind him, and took out a band-aid with his right hand again, "Xinxin, don't cry, it's okay, Dad doesn't hurt, let's stick it again." But be careful this time. ”

"Hmmm! I'll be careful this time! ”

When Xinxin tore one side again, Shen Chong ripped off the band-aid that had been scrapped stuck to the wound behind him.

Strangely, he thought that such a toss would hurt and even cause the wound to bleed again, but he didn't feel it at all.

When he took out his left index finger again, he and Xinxin, who was holding a band-aid, were stunned.

"Daddy, where's your wound? Did you just hurt this finger? ”

Shen Chong was still stunned, but Xinxin asked first.

Shen Chong squinted his eyes fiercely, put his left index finger in front of his eyes to take a closer look, and even used his right hand to rub off the small pinch of white medicine powder that was still sticking to it.

Hell alive.

The left index finger is intact, there are no wounds at all, and there are no traces of scabs!

If it weren't for the fact that there was still some undried blood between his fingernails, he would even think that the previous injury was a hallucination!

What the hell is going on here?

The wound had just been cut so deep that it had only been a few minutes?

Even if it does heal, it should leave a scar, right?

Is Baiyao powder too godly?

The gold sore medicine in martial arts novels is not so exaggerated, right?

He rubbed the left thumb of his unbelieving left hand fiercely against the previous injury, and he really didn't feel anything.

Scratch your head.

"Haha, haha. Xinxin, Dad wasn't actually hurt, I was just doing magic tricks for you and joking with you. Hahaha. ”

Shen Chong scratched his head awkwardly and smiled.

"Dad, you're so naughty, scare Xinxin, hum! Ignore you! ”

Fortunately, it's a child, it's very coaxing, and if you change an adult to encounter this kind of thing, I'm afraid that you have already called the police.

Xinxin really believed that Shen Chong was doing magic tricks for him, but she was a little angry, threw the band-aid in her hand into the trash can, turned around and stared at the TV and ignored him.

After coaxing for a few more minutes, he got his baby daughter done again, and Shen Chong returned to the stove with a question mark in his head.

He looked at his left index finger, then at the kitchen knife with a little blood on his right hand, and then at the several drops of red blood dripping from the trash can, still confused.

He repeatedly confirmed in his heart that the white medicine powder was an ordinary product bought in a convenience pharmacy in the past, and it had not been opened by the master, and it had been used more than once before, so it could not be a miracle medicine.

As for hydrogen peroxide and band-aids, it is even more unlikely.

Then the problem can only lie with yourself.

So is this an extra ability that comes with me being reborn?

Super self-healing ability?

Looking at the glittering kitchen knife in his right hand, he licked his lips.

Under there is a bold idea.