C91 It's Time to Serve Your Master and Drink His Soup

A slight sharp pain came. Ye Shuisu put down the kitchen knife and held the wound on her wrist. Although her heart was still beating, she was not that excited.

She only lightly touched it and the wound on her wrist was very shallow. After a slight treatment, there was no more blood.

She originally came to the kitchen to cook fish. At this time