Feng Ling took out the washed dishes and tidied them up. When she went out, she saw that Li Nanheng seemed to have calmed down since he was used to being rejected by her. He did not say anything and just sat there waiting for her like a child who had no choice but to stand there and wait even though he did not receive any sweets.
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The next morning, the doctor arrived.
After checking every aspect, the doctor kept nodding. "Not bad. Every time you come for a rehabilitation checkup, there are new breakthroughs. Mr. Li's physical fitness is really not something an ordinary person can compare to. He's too strong. As long as your eyes aren't affected, even if a few more people come to fight with you, they might not be able to defeat you."
"Is that so? Some people even claim that I can't beat her." Li Nanheng sat by the table, casually buttoning his sleeves and tying his collar. He passed these words to Feng Ling indifferently.
