When Ling'er walked back to the door of the inner room with a heavy heart, she heard some small sounds coming from inside.

She held her breath and sank her breath into the dantian, and suddenly felt that her sense of hearing was much sharper.

This slight sound is like the sound of gasping?

What's wrong with Brother Yang? Ling'er anxiously lifted the curtain, and sure enough, she saw Qi Yang sitting there in pain, covering the wound in her abdomen hard.

"What's wrong with you?" Ling'er approached quickly and asked anxiously, "Is the wound painful?"

Qi Yang gasped slightly and shook his head at Ling'er.

"Could it be that I'm walking around outside and distracting you?" Ling'er asked guiltily.

Qi Yang originally didn't plan to tell Ling'er about his situation, but he couldn't bear to see Ling'er blame herself, so he had to say frankly: "It's not about the girl, it's that you can't gather internal strength." Whenever the internal force runs to the wound in the abdomen, it begins to dissipate. ”

"It's not surprising that this injury hurts the internal organs and affects the operation of internal forces. Ling'er analyzed, "Then you are holding down the wound hard for ......?"

"But it didn't work. Qi Yang lowered his eyes in frustration.

"Of course it didn't work. You're going to hurt yourself like this!" Ling'er hurriedly pulled Qi Yang's hand away from his wound to prevent him from continuing to torture himself.

"If you are injured, you will be injured! If you can't gather internal strength, what's the difference between being under and being a waste?" Qi Yang said to himself.

"No! You're not a waste, you're just injured! The top priority now is to heal your injuries! Lie down and rest!" Ling'er helped Qi Yang lie down while comforting him.

Qi Yang was physically and mentally exhausted, so he obediently lay down.

Ling'er covered the quilt for Qi Yang, and pulled his wrist to check his pulse.

Qi Yang retracted his hand vigilantly.

"I'll just look at your internal injuries and don't do anything else. Ling'er explained aggrievedly.

"The internal injuries are no longer serious. Qi Yang said.

"Then let me see!" Ling'er looked at Qi Yang pitifully.

Ling'er pleaded like this, how could Qi Yang still harden his heart and refuse? He sighed helplessly and stretched out his hand again.

Ling'er was happy in her heart, she finally found out Brother Yang's temperament, and only ate soft and not hard. As long as he pretends to be pitiful, he will relent.

Seeing Ling'er pull up his sleeves, Qi Yang immediately regretted it. There were scars on his wrists, which had been faded, but they could still be seen when looked closely, and even more so when touched. But isn't it too late to withdraw your hand at this time?

As soon as Ling'er pulled Qi Yang's sleeve open, she also noticed this problem. She pretended not to see it, 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 she was always coming, and she couldn't hide. With such an obvious scar touch, it's a bit too much to say if you don't find it again.

Her mind raced, and she pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why do you have old scars on your wrists too?"

Qi Yang glanced at Ling'er with a weak heart, thinking about how to explain to Ling'er what he had been concealing.

Ling'er seemed to think of something, and said, "I'm so stupid! You also injured yourself to summon the blood pigeon, right?"

Qi Yang looked at Ling'er puzzled.

"Do you think I don't know?" Ling'er was proud.

Qi Yang was even more confused, what does this have to do with the Northern Envoy?

Ling'er smiled and explained: "When you were healing, I helped the eldest brother of the Northern Envoy deal with the trauma in the outhouse, and took his pulse by the way. He had the same scar on his wrist. I asked him for a long time before he would tell me. ”

So that's the case, and Ling'er doesn't seem to have noticed anything. Qi Yang's brows gradually relaxed. But then he thought of something again, and asked worriedly, "The northern envoy is also injured?"

He made a cut on his arm, but fortunately it wasn't deep. Ling'er replied.

Qi Yang breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this.

Ling'er also breathed a sigh of relief. This matter should be dealt with, right? She can finally settle down and take the pulse of Brother Yang.

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