Qi Yang nodded. He decided to eat another half bowl of porridge. Although he hadn't eaten that much in a long time, experience from years ago had taught him that eating two small bowls of food at a time shouldn't be a problem.

Ling'er has no experience at all. Brother Yang has always had a bad appetite. When they first met, she didn't see Brother Yang eat, and Brother Yang said that he was full. Later, she insisted, and Brother Yang was willing to eat this small half bowl of porridge obediently.

After feeding two more spoonfuls of rice porridge, Ling'er was about to remind Brother Yang not to eat too much, but he saw Brother Yang shaking his head and saying that he would not eat it.

Ling'er didn't dare to force him, turned around and put away the bowls and spoons. But when she looked back, she realized that something was wrong. Brother Yang seemed to be enduring something, and his head was covered in sweat.

"What's wrong with you, are you sick to your stomach after eating too much?" Ling'er hurriedly ran to the bed and asked with concern.

Qi Yang raised his head weakly, wanting to answer Ling'er, but he couldn't speak, so he only nodded.

Ling'er was in a hurry, and pulled up Brother Yang's right hand to check his pulse, but there was nothing abnormal in the pulse under his hand.

Ling'er looked at Brother Yang's painful and blue face and was very puzzled, Brother Yang's stomach did not cramp as usual. So what's going on?

Qi Yang's situation seems to be getting worse and worse. He closed his eyes wearily and leaned limply against the head of the bed.

"Don't sleep yet, tell me, what does it feel like in your stomach?" Ling'er held his face in distress and asked softly.

Qi Yang slowly opened his eyes and replied with a breath: "At first...... Some swelling, then ...... Hurt. ”

"Is it because of the accumulation of food?" Ling'er frowned and said to herself, "Porridge can't be converted into blood qi and fluid, and it accumulates in the stomach, causing bloating and discomfort?"

Qi Yang wanted to correct Ling'er, but he heard Ling'er say in self-denial: "No, how can you be considered 'uncomfortable'? obviously in pain you can't even speak!"

Qi Yang couldn't help but laugh when he heard it.

"Can you still laugh at this time, I'm about to die!" Ling'er said angrily.

"Like...... It hurts when it's not right. Qi Yang powerlessly appeased Ling'er.

"Really?" Ling'er was a little skeptical of Brother Yang's words. He was so able to tolerate the pain, maybe he was just getting used to it.

"Really. It's not that bloated anymore. Qi Yang said, withdrawing his right hand from Ling'er's hand and gently covering his left abdomen, as if doing so would relieve some pain.

Brother Yang's sudden pain, if not caused by bloating, is closely related to bloating. Although the true cause of the pain has not yet been found, there is still a way to relieve the discomfort of bloating. She asked, "Can you let me press and see?"

Qi Yang didn't answer, only removed his right hand. A glimmer of hope suddenly appeared in his heart, Ling'er had superb medical skills, maybe he could cure his strange illness that even Dr. Xu was helpless for?

Ling'er was afraid of hurting Brother Yang, so she only gently put her hand on his stomach.

Brother Yang's abdomen was as flat as ever, and there was no sign of swelling at all, which made Ling'er frown again.

"What's wrong?" Qi Yang asked.

"Do you really feel the pain?" Ling'er questioned.

Qi Yang nodded definitively.

"Did you feel the same way when you ate too much before?" Ling'er asked again.

Qi Yang shook his head.

"Then what's going on this time?" Ling'er was puzzled.

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