When Ling'er walked back to the door of the inner room with a heavy heart, she heard some subtle noises coming from inside.
She held her breath and let it settle in her Dantian, and suddenly her hearing became much sharper.
This slight sound was like a gasp
What’s wrong with Brother Yang? Ling’er anxiously lifted the curtain, and sure enough he saw Qi Yang sitting there in pain, covering his abdomen with all his strength. of injuries.
"What's wrong with you?" Ling'er quickly approached and asked anxiously, "Does the wound hurt?"
Qi Yang panted slightly and shook his head at Ling'er. .
"Could it be that I distracted you by walking outside?" Ling'er asked guiltily.
Qi Yang originally had no intention of telling Ling'er about his situation, but he couldn't bear to see Ling'er blaming himself, so he had to say frankly, "It's none of the girl's business. It's because I can't gather my inner strength. Whenever my inner strength is running, When it reaches the injured area on the abdomen, it begins to relax."
"It's not surprising that this injury affects the internal organs," Ling'er analyzed, "Then you hold the injured area hard. "For"
"But it's useless." Qi Yang lowered his eyes in frustration.
"Of course it's useless. You will hurt yourself like this." Ling'er quickly pulled Qi Yang's hand away from his wound to prevent him from continuing to torture herself.
"If you are injured, you are injured. If you cannot gather your inner strength, what is the difference between me and a useless person?" Qi Yang said with self-deprecation.
"No, you are not a disabled person, you are just injured. The top priority now is to recover from the injury and lie down to rest." Ling'er comforted Qi Yang and helped him lie down.
Qi Yang was exhausted both physically and mentally, so he lay down obediently.
Ling'er covered Qi Yang with a quilt and took his wrist to take a pulse.
Qi Yang retracted his hand warily.
"I just want to see your internal injuries, nothing else." Ling'er explained aggrievedly.
"My internal injuries are no longer serious." Qi Yang said.
"Then let me take a look." Ling'er looked at Qi Yang pitifully.
Ling'er has begged so much, how can Qi Yang be strong enough to refuse? He sighed helplessly and stretched out his hand again.
Ling'er was secretly happy that she had finally figured out Brother Yang's temperament, and he only wanted soft things and not hard things. As long as he pretends to be pitiful, he will relent and promise.
Seeing Linger pull up his sleeves, Qi Yang immediately regretted it. There are scars on his wrists. Although they have been faded, you can still see them if you look carefully, and they can even be touched. But it's too late to take back your hand now
Ling'er also noticed this problem as soon as he opened Qi Yang's sleeves. She pretended not to notice and quickly put her finger on Qi Yang's pulse. Because she was keenly aware that Qi Yang had the idea of withdrawing his hand.
With this pulse, Ling'er knew that what was supposed to come was bound to come, and he couldn't hide. With such an obvious scar, it would be unreasonable to pretend not to notice it.
Her thoughts changed rapidly and she asked in surprise, "Why do you have old scars on your wrists?"
Qi Yang glanced at Ling'er guiltily, thinking about how to explain to Ling'er what he had been hiding.
Ling'er seemed to have thought of something and said, "I'm so stupid. You hurt yourself just to summon the blood pigeons?"
Qi Yang looked at Ling'er in confusion.
“You think I don’t know that Big Brother Bei Shi has told me?” Ling’er felt proud.
Qi Yang was even more confused, what does this have to do with Bei Shi
Ling'er smiled and explained, "While you were healing, I helped Bei Shi's elder brother deal with the trauma in the outer room. , took his pulse by the way. He also had the same scar on his wrist. I asked him for a long time before he was willing to tell me." It turns out that this is the case and Ling'er didn't seem to find anything. Qi Yang's brows gradually relaxed. But then he thought of something again and asked worriedly, "Bei Shi is also injured."
"There was a cut on his arm, but it wasn't deep." Ling'er answered.
Qi Yang was relieved when he heard this.
Linger also breathed a sigh of relief. This matter should have been dealt with. She could finally settle down and take Brother Yang's pulse.
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