Ling'er leaned over and held up Brother Yang's knees, trying to move Brother Yang's legs to the bed.

Qi Yang was just stunned for a moment, and then cooperated with Ling'er. In this way, his legs would indeed be more comfortable.

Then Ling'er adjusted the cloak and covered Brother Yang's legs, but did not cover his upper body.

Qi Yang didn't feel anything was wrong at first, until Ling'er started to untie his belt.

"No!" Qi Yang hurriedly raised his right hand to hold his belt and said nervously, "Didn't you agree not to treat the injury again?"

"Really?" Ling'er didn't admit it. She just said clearly that it would be fine if the arrow was pulled out, and she didn't say that she wouldn't treat Brother Yang's injury.

"Girl, you want to deny it?" Qi Yang looked at Ling'er angrily.

Ling'er yelled "unjustly accused" in her heart. She was giving such a hint to Brother Guoyang, but she didn't say it out loud. How could it be considered a denial?

Ling'er knew that Brother Yang was stubborn and didn't dare to confront him head-on, so he took back his hand to untie Brother Yang's clothes, sat down by the bed, and said in a good voice, "It's not up to you whether the injury needs treatment or not."

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Seeing Ling'er let go, Qi Yang breathed a sigh of relief and said without thinking, "Then who has the final say?"

Ling'er pointed at herself and said shamelessly, "I'm a doctor, so of course I have the final say! So, let me take a look at your injuries first!"

"No!" Qi Yang objected firmly. He just didn't want Ling'er to see his wounds.

"You don't let me see your injury because you don't want me to worry, right? But if you do this, won't I worry anymore? I don't know how injured you are, so I can only think about it. The more you do this, the more worried I will be." Ling'er

said sadly.

Qi Yang understood these principles, but he could only reassure Ling'er, "It's just an ordinary arrow wound, nothing to worry about. I'll avoid the vital points."

"If that's true, why don't you let me see it?" Ling'er asked him.

Qi Yang couldn't answer and lowered his head in silence.

Ling'er didn't expect to just convince Brother Yang and continue to implement the next strategy.

She felt around in her small bag and then put her hand on the back of Brother Yang's left hand. She remembered that she had hurt Brother Yang just now, so she put her hand down very lightly and did not dare to pull Brother Yang's hand at all.

He only touched the back of his hand, not to feel the pulse, so Qi Yang left it to Ling'er. He felt a warmth coming from Ling'er's little hand, which relieved a lot of the tingling sensation in his hand caused by the cold.

As cold as iron! Although she knew that Brother Yang's cold left hand was a normal reaction to excessive blood loss from the left shoulder wound, Ling'er couldn't help but feel heartbroken. But it was because her heart hurt so much that she had to do the next thing.

"Don't move!" Ling'er said coldly.

Qi Yang was stunned for a moment, not knowing why, and then he felt Ling'er's little hand covering the back of his hand gradually tightening, and a slight tingling sensation came from the back of his left hand.

No matter how painful and numb his hand was, Qi Yang could clearly tell that Ling'er was pressing a silver needle against the back of his left hand. Ling'er controlled the force very well, and if one point less, the left hand would not be able to regain its strength.

Painful and numb, he realized that if one minute more, the silver needle would pierce into his blood. So if he struggled a little at this time, or there were other external interference, the silver needle would also be pushed in.

The back of his hand. This is why Ling'er told him in advance not to move.

Ling'er knew that Brother Yang's left hand was so painful that she couldn't move it, but she had to guard against Brother Yang's right hand.

As expected, Qi Yang didn't dare to move. He knew that Ling'er would not harm him, so there was only one way to explain this situation.

"Drug?" Qi Yang asked.

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Chapter completed!