750 The Person with the Chopsticks Has the Final Say

"…"

As Yu Yuehan stared at the chrysanthemum tea before him, he raised his eyebrows slightly and opened his thin lips.

He lifted his heavily bandaged palm as he said, "My hand hurts and I can't pick up the cup. Feed me."

Nian Xiaomu was the one who had helped him to bandage the wound on his palm.

Now, her heart ached for him and she was worried that he might accidentally knock the wound and start the bleeding again. So she wrapped two more rounds of gauze to make the bandage thicker.

She now realized that it would be fine for him to pick up his drink, but perhaps not so convenient for him to pick up his chopsticks.

"Give me your hand. I'll help you to remove some of the gauze so that it will not be a hindrance." Nian Xiaomu allowed no other explanations as she pulled his hand over and swiftly removed some of the gauze.

Then, she tied a knot on it again, she even flipped the gauze upward playfully and tied a butterfly knot on it.