She hadn't mentioned it before, but she said it right after he'd breathed a sigh of relief and smiled so sweetly, she's really a little devil.
But she was so cute. Of course, he had to forgive her.
After another round, Zhou Heng's legs were trembling like yesterday. His face was pale and covered in sweat. His breathing was heavy, and he could no longer exert any strength.
He was helped back to the wooden wheelchair by Su Chong and Su Hua. He took a long breath and exhaled to adjust his breathing.
Su Chong and Su Hua also waited for Zhou Heng to calm down before carrying him back to his room.
Su Xiaolu followed them and tore off the ointment. Zhou Heng's legs were still red and he was in pain.
Before Su Xiaolu could say anything, Su Xiaoling had already started to massage Zhou Heng's legs.
Su Xiaolu smiled. "I'll go out and prepare the medicine."
