Although Qi Yang let out his words, it still took him some effort to pick up a chess piece.

"Brother Qi Yang......" Ling'er didn't know how to persuade Qi Yang, so she had to turn to Ji Cangyu and beg him for help.

Ji Cangyu said: "He himself is not afraid of pain, what are you talking about?" Then, he also lost a son.

Ling'er stood aside and watched them go down one by one, and Qi Yang's movements with chess pieces became more and more skillful. If he hadn't noticed that Qi Yang's forehead was covered with dense cold sweat, Ling'er's heart might not have hurt so much.

Ji Cangyu had been secretly paying attention to Qi Yang's movements, and he didn't put much energy into playing chess. When he took a closer look at the game, he was surprised to find that he had underestimated his enemy.

Ling'er was stunned when she noticed Ji Cangyu's movements, and also looked at the current situation. Qi Yang actually had a clear advantage!

Just when Ling'er was proud of Qi Yang's chess skills, Ji Cangyu said: "I really didn't see that Qi Shaoxia's chess skills were superb, and Ji thought that Your Excellency had nothing else to do except for his strong martial arts." After all, in terms of your etiquette, you are really ......" Ji Cangyu did not say any more.

"Uncle Ji, how can you say that?" Ling'er frowned and complained.

Qi Yang lowered his eyes slightly, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

Ji Cangyu ignored Ling'er and continued to say to Qi Yang: "I don't know how Lingzun Lingtang taught you!"

As soon as these words came out, Ling'er felt Qi Yang's body shake, and a gloomy and murderous cold aura emanated from him.

Ji Cangyu squinted at Qi Yang, this murderous aura was unconcealed, Qi Yang wanted to kill himself?

Qi Yang sat there motionless, he only pinched one of the chess pieces in his hand tightly, allowing the blood on the tips of his fingers to slowly ooze out, and then condensed into a large drop of blood and slid down the chess piece onto the table.

Ling'er was very distressed when she saw Qi Yang's fingertips bleeding, but she didn't dare to step forward to care about him. Ling'er didn't know what was wrong with him, she just felt that Brother Qi Yang was very strange at this time.

Ji Cangyu glanced at Qi Yang's fingers, snorted coldly, and said, "This chess can't be played!"

After Ji Cangyu finished speaking, he got up and planned to leave. Before leaving, he threw the white piece in his hand on the table, and I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, the white chess piece was just on top of the blood on the table.

Ling'er watched Ji Cangyu leave, and then looked at Qi Yang.

Qi Yang had already put away his murderous aura, his eyes closed, and he looked sad.

"Brother Qi Yang, what's wrong with you?" Ling'er asked cautiously, "Did Uncle Ji mention the matter of his uncle and aunt that made you unhappy?"

Qi Yang didn't answer, but said in a low voice: "I want to be quiet." ”

"Oh. Ling'er answered, but did not leave, but sat opposite Qi Yang and took the white seeds on the chessboard back into the jar one by one.

Qi Yang looked at Ling'er, and the resentment against Ji Cangyu in his heart gradually subsided, and then turned into chagrin. What's wrong with him? When did his way of dealing with his enemies change from being incompatible and facing each other to this?

Ling'er didn't know Qi Yang's mood at this time, but he knew that he had changed back to the Qi Yang brother he was familiar with. Ling'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief.

Qi Yang blamed himself very much at this time, he felt ashamed of his parents and his master.

Feeling sad, he put the chess pieces into the jar one by one as if he were punishing himself, then put them on the board one by one, and then put the pieces away again, and so on.

Ling'er looked at Qi Yang distressedly, knowing that he was in a bad mood, but there was no way to dissuade him.

I don't know how long it took, Ling'er felt that her heart was numb with pain, and every chess piece was gradually stained with blood, so Qi Yang let himself go. He got up and walked back to the cot and lay down with his clothes face in.

Ling'er covered the quilt for Qi Yang, and just sat aside and quietly accompanied him.

Qi Yang was very tired and fell asleep after a while.

Listening to Qi Yang's shallower breathing, Ling'er finally breathed a sigh of relief. She suddenly remembered Qi Yang's hidden wound. She looked back at the hidden door, hesitating whether to help Brother Qi Yang take medicine or something while he was sleeping.

Ling'er twisted the corners of her clothes, and her heart was at war between heaven and man.

The wound was in a blushing and heart-pounding place, which was the main reason for her hesitation. Although she is a healer, she shouldn't care about the difference between these men and women, but the other party is Brother Qi Yang! Just thinking of treating Brother Qi Yang's injury, Ling'er already felt that her little face burned.

But the wound there can't be treated without medicine, and if there is an infection, it will be fatal!

Ling'er thought about the seriousness of the problem and made a decision immediately.

Ling'er got up to get the medicine, but the wound medicine on the table was gone. She remembered that she had put the leftover medicine on the table.

In desperation, Ling'er had no choice but to go out and grind the medicine again.

When Ling'er returned to the house again, it was already after a cup of tea.

Ling'er looked out of the door with some weakness, and then closed the door.

Holding the freshly ground herbal mud, Ling'er walked towards Qiyang nervously.

"That injury can't be applied without medicine! That injury can't be applied without medicine......" Ling'er read it over and over again in her heart, cheering herself up.

Just when Ling'er mustered up the courage to lift Qi Yang's quilt, Qi Yang suddenly turned around, opened his sleepy eyes, and looked at Ling'er blankly.

"Ahh

Qi Yang saw that Ling'er was lifting her quilt with one hand and holding the ground medicine in the other, and asked puzzledly: "Does the girl want to help me change the dressing? Didn't you just take the medicine?"

"Huh?" Ling'er explained, "aren't your fingertips bleeding again? ”

"Those small injuries don't have to be so troublesome!" Having said that, Qi Yang's heart was still warm.

"Okay then!" Ling'er covered Qi Yang's quilt again.

Now that Qi Yang has woken up, it is impossible for Ling'er to medicate him anymore. Is it in front of Qi Yang? Ling'er thought that she couldn't do it. And Ling'er could also guess that Qi Yang didn't want to know about those terrible injuries.

"It's all my fault, I woke you up!" Ling'er said apologetically.

"No, I haven't slept much. Qi Yang said with a smile.

"You're asleep. Ling'er thought to herself, but didn't say it.

Qi Yang was telling the truth. Since Ling'er treated his wounds with medicine, the wounds are not so painful, and he is no longer sleepy all the time. However, the pain of retrograde meridians still tormented him all the time, so no matter how tired and sleepy he was, he couldn't sleep, and he was often woken up by pain just after falling asleep, but these spirits didn't know it.

Ling'er's plan to secretly medicate Qi Yang could only be put on hold. Because whenever she wanted to do it secretly, Qi Yang would wake up.

seemed to be asleep but woke up at the touch, which made Ling'er very helpless.

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