After all, Gu Lichen was scratched by her at the beginning.

"You...you let go..." Ling Yiran said to Yi Jinli while Mr. Su changed the needle, "I will catch it randomly when I feel pain."

"So what?" Yi Jinli raised his other empty hand and gently wiped away the sweat beads from her forehead. "Can I be hurt by Gu Lichen, but I can't?"

Did Ling Yiran's body suddenly shake? But before she could speak, Mr. Su's needle knife fell down again.

It hurts...it hurts so much...

All she could do now was gritting her teeth and enduring the pain.

The forehead that had just been wiped off the sweat beads before, and a new layer of sweat beads quickly emerged. The beads of sweat the size of beans kept sliding down her cheeks.

Yi Jinli just looked at Ling Yiran with a steady look. Even though her fingers were constantly scrambling and digging due to the pain, there were obvious blood marks on the back of his hand, but he seemed to feel no pain at all.

Or maybe it should be said that all his thoughts at this moment were on Ling Yiran.

Her face was filled with pain. She was desperately suppressing and patient. Her teeth were biting tightly, and veins burst out on her forehead and back of her hands.

Finally, when Mr. Su finished his treatment, Ling still felt as if he was about to exhaust himself.

"Okay, in a week, we will have the third treatment." Mr. Su said to Ling Yiran, "Remember not to touch the water in the wound 24 hours."

"Thank you... Thank you." Ling Ran's face was pale, he took a breath, and said thank you with some difficulty.

Until this moment, her eyes fell on the hands where she and Yi Jinli were shaking each other.

On the back of his hand, she knew that it was caught by her.

Ling Yiran only felt that his fingers were getting hurt, not to mention that Yi Jinli was the one who was caught.

And the hands of the two men seemed to be stuck together and tightly clamped together.

Ling still wanted to pull his fingers out, but found that he could not use any strength in his hands at this moment.

On the contrary, Yi Jinli carefully separated the two of them, his face a little pale, worried, and a little gloomy.

Then he picked her up and ordered Gao Congming, who was waiting aside, to "send Mr. Su back."

"Yes." Gao Congming responded.

Yi Jinli directly carried Ling Yiran out of the room and walked towards the living room.

"Yi Jinli, you don't have to hold me like this. I just treated my hands and was not as good as I couldn't walk." She said.

But he kept carrying her to the edge of the sofa, and then carefully placed her on the sofa, "Why do I think of a way for you to find a better doctor to treat your hands, so that you won't feel so painful."

"No need, I believe Mr. Su." Ling Yiran said, "Besides, I can bear this pain, not the most painful one."

He frowned, what was the "most painful" in her mouth?! Is it the pain she... ever suffered in prison?

Did she suffer more pain at that time than she suffered today?
Chapter completed!