The warm water flowed down his throat, and Qi Yang felt his whole body warm.

He was about to return the cup to Ling'er, when he noticed that Ling'er suddenly approached him, and then pressed it on his left shoulder with a lot of force. Unsuspecting, he fell straight back.

This move was unexpected, and it was too late for Qi Yang to react.

And Ling'er was naturally reluctant to hurt Brother Yang's lower back injury, and hooked Brother Yang's neck with one hand when he fell backwards to prevent his back from hitting the bed board hard.

Who knew that the strength in Ling'er's hand was still too small, and he wanted to slow down the speed of Qi Yang's fall, but he was pulled by the force of Qi Yang's fall, the center of gravity was unstable, and the whole person lay on Qi Yang's body. It looks very embarrassing.

Ling'er didn't care about this, and put the kettle in her hand casually, wanting to check on Brother Yang's situation. She didn't hurt Brother Yang, did she?

But the room was pitch black, and she couldn't see Brother Yang's expression clearly.

"Girl......, get up! I can't hold it anymore!" Qi Yang gasped and spoke with difficulty.

Ling'er noticed that Qi Yang's body was still slightly upside and had not yet been lying flat, so it turned out that he was supporting the falling body with his elbows.

Should Ling'er be glad that Brother Yang used his right hand to support his body this time? No matter what, this situation is not what Ling'er wants to see at the moment.

Ling'er noticed that Brother Yang's body began to tremble lightly but was indifferent, and even replied ruthlessly: "If you can't hold it, lie down!"

"No!" Qi Yang was still holding on, and his voice began to tremble.

Ling'er naturally knew the reason why Brother Yang was holding on, and this was also the purpose of Ling'er pushing Brother Yang down on the bed to rest even if he hurt Brother Yang.

"You just lie down and rest!" Ling'er advised.

How could Qi Yang listen to persuasion? If it weren't for the old injury on his waist that made him unable to exert his strength, he would have been able to sit up directly with Ling'er.

Ling'er saw that Brother Yang's body trembled even more violently, and finally couldn't bear to move his hand. She hooked Brother Yang's neck with one hand, and pulled Brother Yang's arm supporting her body up with the other hand.

"Don't!" Qi Yang hurriedly stopped, but he was powerless to return to the sky.

Just as Ling'er gently laid his body flat on the bed, Qi Yang couldn't help but snort. He felt an unbearable tingling sensation spreading from his injured waist to his limbs, gradually devouring the strength of his body.

"It's okay to endure it! It's good to endure it......" Ling'er was so distressed that her eyes were wet, and she repeated it over and over again, not knowing whether she was appeasing Qi Yang or comforting herself.

"Girl, ......" Qi Yang sighed helplessly. He had determined that Ling'er did it on purpose. Ling'er is well versed in medical science, how could he not know the condition of his devouring at the time of this devouring? He understands Ling'er's good intentions, but he can't rest now!

It turned out that Qi Yang was injured in his waist and abdomen and should have been resting in bed, but he didn't rest, hiding all the fatigue and pain between his straight back. It's like a tight string, and you can't see anything unusual until you relax it. But once you relax, you can't control it.

Of course, Ling'er knew that forcing Brother Yang to lie down and relax his back would make him lose his strength all over his body, but only in this way could his injuries be fully rested. Who can guarantee that a tight string will never break?

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