Although Qi Yang said what he said, it still took him some time to pick up a chess piece.
"Brother Qi Yang" Ling'er didn't know how to persuade Qi Yang, so he had to turn to Ji Cangyu and ask him for help.
Ji Cangyu said, "He is not afraid of pain, so what are you worrying about?" Then, he also lost a child.
Ling'er stood aside and watched them play the pieces one by one, while Qi Yang became more and more skillful in holding the pieces. If he hadn't noticed that Qi Yang's forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, Ling'er's heart might not hurt so much.
Ji Cangyu had been secretly paying attention to the movements of Qi Yang's hands and didn't put much energy into playing chess. When he took a closer look at the chess game, he was surprised to find that he had underestimated his opponent.
Ling'er noticed Ji Cangyu Luozi's movements and paused, and also looked at the current situation. Qi Yang actually had a clear advantage
Just when Ling'er was proud of Qi Yang's chess skills, Ji Cangyu said, "I really didn't see it. Qi Shaoxia is very skilled in chess. Ji thought that besides martial arts, your Excellency Apart from being strong, you have no other merits. After all, your courtesy towards others is really poor." Ji Cangyu didn't say any more.
"Uncle Ji, how can you say that?" Linger frowned and complained.
Qi Yang lowered his eyes slightly, not knowing what he was thinking.
Ji Cangyu ignored Ling'er and continued to say to Qi Yang, "I don't know how your father-in-law taught you."
As soon as he said this, Ling'er felt Qi Yang's body move. Shocked, a gloomy and chilling cold air emanated from his body.
Ji Cangyu squinted his eyes and looked at Qi Yang, his murderous intent was unconcealed, Qi Yang wanted to kill himself
Qi Yang sat there without moving, he only raised his hand He pinched a chess piece inside tightly, letting the blood from his fingertips slowly seep out, and then condensed into a large drop of blood and slid down the chess piece onto the table.
Ling'er felt very distressed when she saw Qi Yang's fingertips bleeding, but she didn't dare to step forward and care about him. Ling'er didn't know what was wrong with him but felt that Brother Qi Yang was very strange at this time.
Ji Cangyu glanced at Qi Yang's fingers, snorted coldly, and said, "This chess game cannot be played."
After speaking, Ji Cangyu stood up and planned to leave. Before leaving, he threw the white chess piece in his hand onto the table. Whether intentionally or not, the white chess piece happened to cover the drop of blood on the table.
Ling'er watched Ji Cangyu leave, and then looked at Qi Yang.
Qi Yang has put away his murderous aura and closed his eyes, looking sad.
"Brother Qi Yang, what's wrong with you?" Ling'er asked cautiously, "Did Uncle Ji mention the things about uncle and aunt that made you unhappy?"
Qi Yang did not answer. He just whispered, "I want to be quiet for a while."
"Oh." Ling'er responded, but did not leave. Instead, he sat opposite Qi Yang and put the white pieces on the chessboard back into the jar one by one. inside.
Qi Yang looked at Ling'er, and the hatred in his heart towards Ji Cangyu gradually faded, and then turned into annoyance. What happened to him? When did the way he got along with his enemies change from being incompatible with each other?The swords facing each other have become like this, and they can still sit together and play chess happily
Ling'er doesn't know Qi Yang's mood at this time, but she only knows that he has turned back into the Qi Yang brother he is familiar with. Ling'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
Qi Yang felt very guilty at this time. He felt that he had failed his parents and his master.
Suffering from grief, he put the chess pieces into the jar one by one as if to punish himself, then placed them one by one on the chessboard, and then put the chess pieces away again, and so on.
Ling'er looked at Qi Yang distressedly, knowing that he was in a bad mood, but couldn't stop him.
I don’t know how long it took, Ling’er felt that her heart was numb with pain, and every chess piece was gradually stained with blood, before Qi Yang let him go. He got up and walked back to the crib, lying face down and undressed.
Ling'er covered Qi Yang with a quilt and just sat there quietly accompanying him.
Qi Yang was very tired and fell asleep soon.
Listening to Qi Yang's shallow breathing, Ling'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. She suddenly remembered Qi Yang's hidden injury. She looked back at the ajar door and hesitated whether to give Brother Qi Yang some medicine while he was sleeping.
Ling'er twisted the corner of his clothes, and there was a battle between heaven and man in his heart.
The injury was in a place that made people blush and heartbeat. This was the main reason for her hesitation. Although she was a doctor and shouldn't have cared about these differences between men and women, the other party was Brother Qi Yang. Just thinking of treating Brother Qi Yang's injury made Ling'er feel her face burning up.
But the injuries there cannot be treated without medication. If infection occurs, it will be fatal
Ling'er thought of the seriousness of the problem and made a decisive decision.
Linger got up and went to get the medicine, but the medicine on the table was nowhere to be found. She clearly remembered that she had put the remaining medicine on the table.
In desperation, Ling'er had to go out to grind the medicine again.
When Linger returned to the house again, it was already after a cup of tea.
Linger looked out the door guiltily, and then closed the door.
Holding the freshly ground herbal mud, Ling'er walked toward Qi Yang anxiously.
"That injury won't work without applying medicine. That injury won't work without applying medicine." Ling'er thought over and over in her heart, cheering herself up.
Just when Ling'er mustered up the courage to lift Qi Yang's quilt, Qi Yang suddenly turned around, opened his sleepy eyes, and looked at Ling'er blankly.
"Ah" Ling'er exclaimed, as if she was caught red-handed while committing a thief and was embarrassed, and the medicine in her hand was almost spilled with a shake of her hand.
Qi Yang saw Ling'er lifting his quilt with one hand and holding the ground medicine in the other, and asked puzzledly, "Young lady, do you want to help me change the dressing? Didn't you just apply the medicine?"
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"Ah" Ling'er had an idea and explained, "Isn't your fingertip bleeding again? I want to help you apply some medicine again."
"Those minor injuries don't have to be like this. It's troublesome." Having said that, Qi Yang still felt warm in his heart.
"Okay then"Ling'er obediently covered Qi Yang's quilt again.
Now that Qi Yang has woken up, it is no longer possible for Ling'er to apply medicine to him. In front of Qi Yang, does Ling'er admit it? Not yet. And Ling'er could guess that Qi Yang didn't want to know about those terrible injuries.
"It's all my fault for waking you up," Ling'er said apologetically. p>"It doesn't matter, I haven't slept much. "Qi Yang said with a smile.
"You obviously fell asleep just now. "Ling'er thought, but didn't say it.
Qi Yang told the truth. Since Ling'er treated his wound with medicine, the wound didn't hurt so much, and he no longer felt dizzy all the time. Wanting to sleep. However, the pain from the retrograde meridians still tortured him all the time, so no matter how tired or sleepy he was, he could not fall asleep. He would often wake up from the pain as soon as he fell asleep, but Ling'er didn't know it. p>
Ling'er's plan to secretly give Qi Yang the medicine could only be shelved because every time she tried to do it secretly, Qi Yang would wake up.
It seemed that he was sleeping. She was touched but woke up again, which made Ling'er very helpless.
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