Chapter 527: Drawing swords to help those who are in trouble (54)

Ling'er couldn't help but sigh: "It's a good thing you have this incredible internal strength, otherwise the consequences would be..." She couldn't imagine it.

Qi Yang's heart tightened when he heard this, Ling'er seemed to know something with this tone! Before Qi Yang could finish thinking about Ling'er's words, his thoughts were interrupted by Ling'er's movements.

Ling'er didn't even say hello, she just put her hand into his underwear pocket and touched it!

Qi Yang clearly felt the warmth of Ling'er's palm pressing against his chest through the thin underwear. At the same time, it seemed as if there was an electric current that quickly coursed through his limbs and bones from the point where their skin met, causing his body to Slightly numb.

Ling'er didn't realize what she had done. When she touched the small white porcelain bottle, she naturally took it out.

"Brother Yang, you...what's going on?" Facing Brother Yang's shocked gaze, Ling'er asked in confusion.

"No...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? Why is your face so red?" Ling'er asked worriedly, freeing up a hand to touch Brother Tanyang's forehead, "There's no fever. Is it the wound that hurts? I'm asking, is it the wound? Is the pain different?"

"It's okay." Qi Yang felt warm in his heart when he touched Ling'er's concerned look, and comforted him, "The wound doesn't hurt anymore."

Who had ever cared about him so much? Every time a wound develops an ulcer and causes fever, doesn't he have to deal with it by himself? He didn't say anything, 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. What kind of virtue and ability is he?

"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's expression was strange and 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 can Linger do? She opened the medicine bottle and poured the elixir into her palm.

"I've taken medicine." Qi Yang immediately dissuaded him.

However, 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 Ling'er handed to his mouth, and didn't realize that he should open his mouth for a moment. Why did he always feel that Ling'er knew his physical condition very well? Did Ling'er find out something from elsewhere?

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