บท 1211: The Story of Ling and Heng (474)

She only knew that Li Nanheng liked her, or even loved her, but she didn't know that he actually loved her so much.

After wiping his body for him, she looked at the expressionless man and remembered that the doctor said that he had a slight concussion.

She could see that he had some headache, although he looked deadpan.

After examining his wounds, she put the towel aside, carefully helped him to sit up, and then put his head on her thigh.

Li Nanheng was about to get up, but she stopped him. "Don't move!"

She was a bit angry for his almost suicidal behavior, so she said to him in a commanding tone as if he was really her assistant drillmaster.

Li Nanheng sighed and took a look at her. "I'm fine."

Feng Ling put her hand on his head gently. She was slowly massaging his temple and head, trying to relieve his headache.