Ling'er couldn't help but sigh, "It's a good thing you have this incredible internal strength, otherwise she couldn't imagine the consequences."
Qi Yang's heart tightened when he heard Ling'er's tone, as if he knew something. Before Qi Yang could finish pondering what Ling'er said, his thoughts were interrupted by Ling'er's movements.
Ling'er didn't even say hello, but directly put her hand into his underwear pocket and touched it
Qi Yang clearly felt the warmth of Ling'er's palm through the thin film The undershirt was ironed on his chest, and at the same time, it seemed as if there was an electric current rushing through his limbs and bones from the connection between their skins, making his body tingle slightly.
Ling'er didn't realize what she had done. When she touched the small white porcelain bottle, she naturally took it out.
"Brother Yang, what's wrong with you?" Facing Brother Yang's shocked eyes, Ling'er asked in confusion.
"It's okay." Qi Yang quickly looked away, trying to calm down the strange restlessness in his heart, constantly telling himself that Ling'er just wanted to get the medicine bottle, just wanted to get the medicine bottle.
"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Your face is flushed." Ling'er asked worriedly, freeing up a hand to touch Brother Tanyang's forehead, "It's not that there's any fever. It's because the wound hurts. I'm "The pain in the wound is different."
"It's okay." Qi Yang felt warm in his heart and said comfortingly, "The wound doesn't hurt anymore."
Once upon a time, whoever cared about him was so concerned. Every time a wound developed a sore and caused a fever, he didn't say anything about it, so the doctors naturally wouldn't ask. Perhaps he was too strong. Out of respect for the strong, the doctors often ignored that ordinary skin injuries would also make him feel uncomfortable and weak.
Linger is different. Ling'er took good care of him all the time. Even if he doesn't say anything, Ling'er can understand everything from various clues. Just a slight change in complexion would make Ling'er worried for a long time. How could he be so virtuous?
"How can the wound not hurt?" Ling'er couldn't help but retort. However, she slowly felt relieved because she found that the blush on Yang Gejun's face was fading.
Qi Yang smiled, feeling that the way Ling'er pouted her little mouth at this moment was very cute, which made his heart sway, and he suddenly had a strange impulse. He quickly lowered his eyes and regained his lost mind.
Ling'er also noticed that Brother Yang had a strange look on his face, which was different from usual. But she didn't delve into it because she suddenly remembered the real thing.
Seeing Ling'er pick up the small medicine bottle again, Qi Yang also turned his attention back to Ling'er's hand. He couldn't help but wonder what Ling'er wanted to do.
What else could Linger do? She opened the medicine bottle and poured the elixir into her palm.
"I've taken medicine." Qi Yang immediately dissuaded him.
Ling'er did not stop the movements in his hands and said, "With your current pulse condition, it is not too much to take a few more pills. Just take two more pills first."
Qi Yang looked thoughtfully at the two pills that Ling'er handed to his mouth. He didn't realize for a moment that he should open his mouth.Mouth. Why does he always feel that Ling'er knows his physical condition very well? Did Ling'er find out something from elsewhere?
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