Milan's appearance was very pure, and now she was wearing a loose nightgown, which made her look even more pure and attractive.
Yaqi was a doctor, but he was also a man. Seeing the scene in front of him, his blood immediately began to boil.
Milan did not notice Yaqi's gaze, because in her eyes, no matter how handsome Yaqi was, he could not be as handsome as Mo Long.
"Help me take a look if you're here." Milan urged impatiently, "My ankle is injured. Do you want me to get out of bed and invite him over? "
Mi Fei quickly brought Yaqi to Milan's bed.
Yaqi took out some medicinal wine from the first aid box, poured a little on his hand, and rubbed it with his palm. Then he rubbed it on Milan's ankle.
"Ah!" The tingling pain from her ankle made Milan cry out in pain again, but it sounded like a groan inviting him over.
His hand kept moving up, from her ankle to her knee.
