Chapter 835 How Can a Good Man Tire Others ([-])
When Ling'er walked back to the door of the inner room with a heavy heart, she heard some small sounds from inside.

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

This slight sound is like the sound of gasping?
What happened to Brother Yang?Ling'er raised the curtain anxiously, and sure enough, she saw Qi Yang sitting there in pain, clutching the wound on her abdomen.

"What's the matter with you?" Ling'er approached quickly, and asked anxiously, "Does the wound hurt?"

Qi Yang panted slightly, and shook his head at Linger.

"Could it be that I distracted you by walking outside?" Linger asked guiltily.

Qi Yang originally didn't intend to tell Ling'er about his situation, but he couldn't bear to see Ling'er blame himself, so he had to say frankly: "It's none of the girl's business, it's because I can't gather the internal force. Whenever the internal force reaches the wound in the abdomen, It started to slack off."

"It's not surprising that this injury affects internal organs." Ling'er analyzed, "Then you pressed the wound hard to..."

"But it's useless." Qi Yang said with downcast eyes.

"Of course it's useless. You'll hurt yourself like this!" Ling'er quickly pulled Qi Yang's hand away from his wound to prevent him from torturing herself.

"If you get hurt, you get hurt! If you can't gather your internal strength, what's the difference between me and a cripple?" Qi Yang said in a self-defeating manner.

"No! You're not useless, you're just injured! The most urgent thing right now is to heal your injury! Lie down and rest quickly!" Ling'er comforted Qi Yang while helping him to lie down.

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

After covering Qi Yang with a quilt, Ling'er pulled his wrist to feel his pulse.

Qi Yang retracted his hand vigilantly.

"I'll just look at your internal injuries and nothing else." Ling'er explained aggrievedly.

"My internal injuries are no longer serious," Qi Yang said.

"Then let me have a look!" Ling'er looked at Qi Yang pitifully.

Ling'er begged so much, how could Qi Yang harden his heart to refuse?He sighed helplessly, and stretched out his hand again.

Ling'er was secretly delighted, she had finally figured out Brother Yang's temper, she would only eat the soft but not the hard.As long as he pretends to be pitiful, he will soft-heartedly agree.

Seeing Linger pull up his sleeve, Qi Yang immediately regretted it.There are scars on his wrist, although they have been faded, they can still be seen if you look closely, and even more palpable if you touch them.But isn't it too late to take back your hand now?

Ling'er also noticed this problem as soon as she opened Qi Yang's sleeve.She pretended not to see it, and quickly put her finger on Qi Yang's pulse.Because she was keenly aware that Qi Yang wanted to withdraw his hand.

As soon as she got the pulse, Ling'er knew that what was supposed to come would always come, and she couldn't avoid it.With such an obvious tactile scar, it would be unreasonable to pretend not to notice it.

Her thoughts changed sharply, and she pretended to be surprised and asked, "Why do you have old scars on your wrist?"

Qi Yang glanced at Ling'er with a guilty conscience, thinking about how to explain to Ling'er what he had been hiding all along.

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

Qi Yang looked at Ling'er puzzled.

"You think I don't know? Brother Beishi told me!" Ling'er was not without pride.

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

Ling'er smiled and explained: "While you were healing, I helped Brother Beishi deal with the trauma in the outhouse, and took his pulse along the way. He also had the same scar on his wrist. I asked him for a long time before he agreed. tell me."

Is that so?And Ling'er didn't seem to find anything.Qi Yang's brows gradually relaxed.But then he thought of something again, and asked worriedly: "The Northern envoy is also injured?"

"He got a gash on his arm, but luckily it wasn't deep." Ling'er replied.

Qi Yang heaved a sigh of relief.

Linger also breathed a sigh of relief.This matter should be considered over, right?She can finally calm down and take the pulse of Brother Yang.
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