"The wound hadn't healed, but there was no sign of redness or suppuration. If there is any abnormal pain, you have to tell me immediately, understand?" Ling'er admonished uncomfortably.

Qi Yang smiled at Ling'er, and then grabbed her hand that didn't hold the medicine bottle and pressed it the back of his shoulder.

"Don't!" Ling'er was shocked, but she couldn't break free of Brother Yang's hand for a while. It wasn't until Brother Yang was in pain and gradually lost strength on her right hand that she quickly removed her hand from Brother Yang's wound.

"How are you?" Ling'er looked at Brother Yang, who was so painful that he almost fainted, but he didn't say a word, and tears rained down.

"Don't worry...... Pain is normal...... There is no foreign body feeling. Qi Yang gasped. His voice was hoarse and indescribably weak.

"I'm not asking you this......! Don't talk if it hurts!" Ling'er said with a sob. Of course, she knew that there was no foreign object in the wound, and she could be sure of it the moment it pressed on Brother Yang's wound. She just felt sorry for Brother Yang, but she didn't want Brother Yang to talk to herself with difficulty while enduring the severe pain.

Qi Yang hooked the corners of Ling'er's mouth and closed his eyes tiredly. He hadn't taken this pain to heart yet, but he didn't want Ling'er to see his embarrassed appearance again.

Ling'er took out a silk handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from Brother Yang's forehead.

After Qi Yang calmed down his chaotic aura a little, he opened his mouth and said another word to Ling'er.

Although Brother Yang's voice was very low, Ling'er still heard it. Brother Yang asked her to take the medicine.

Ling'er felt that the medicine bottle had become a thousand pounds in her hands. Using "fast-acting gold creation medicine" on Brother Yang is tantamount to sprinkling salt on his wounds! The wound is so deep, how painful it must be after taking the medicine!

After a long time, Ling'er didn't make a move, and Qi Yang stretched out his hand again to grab the medicine bottle.

"I can do it!" Ling'er said ruthlessly. But I don't know if she was saying this to Brother Yang, or to herself.

Then, Ling'er opened the medicine bottle again.

Since this medicine must be taken, how can Ling'er bear to let Brother Yang do it himself? That would be too cruel to him!

Ling'er carefully sprinkled the powder evenly on the wound in front of her, and then on the back shoulder. She didn't dare to pause, afraid that once she stopped, she wouldn't have the courage to continue. As a result, she once again forgot to give the injured person a respite.

The successive sharp pains made Qi Yang's eyes darken, and the pain of the wound had been stimulating his nerves, so he didn't faint from the pain on the spot. He is no stranger to Ling'er's crisp and neat continuous drug application action, and he is even a little used to it. Although it hurts, the long pain is not as good as the short pain, but it is not so difficult.

After taking the medicine, Ling'er looked at Brother Xiangyang. Seeing that he was sweating profusely, he felt remorse and hatred in his heart. If it weren't for Brother Yang's constant silence, he wouldn't have forgotten himself again and hurt him again?

Brother Wei Yang wiped his sweat, and saw that he had relieved the pain, and then Ling'er began to bandage the wound.

Ling'er thought that she had brought enough bandages, but when all these bandages were wrapped around Brother Yang's shoulders, she felt that they were not enough. If you have to trek through mountains and rivers next, the more bandages you have wrapped around the wound, the better. In this way, the injury to the wound can be effectively relieved by the bump.

Ling'er looked left and right, and finally landed on the burden she had brought.

"Yes, I prepared a clean middle coat for Brother Yang. Couldn't the clothes he had changed be torn into strips of cloth to fix the wound?" Thinking of this, Ling'er set out to untie Brother Yang's unfinished clothes.

At this moment, Qi Yang has gradually adapted to the pain, and his consciousness is still clear. He immediately noticed Ling'er's actions, hurriedly stopped Ling'er, and pulled up his clothes.

"What's wrong?" Ling'er realized that something was wrong, and Brother Yang seemed to refuse to take off his shirt completely. Is there something he wants to hide?

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