Finally, Qin Lu finished applying the medicine for her, put down her clothes, and stood up, instructing, "Alright, don't overexert yourself recently. Take good care of your injury."
"Brother, I am a doctor," Nan Yan reminded him earnestly.
Qin Lu tapped her forehead with his fingers, carrying a scent of medicine, and said lightly, "Physician, heal thyself."
"Okay..."
He was the big shot, so his words were like decrees.
"Rest here today, and go to the hospital directly tomorrow."
"Mmm."
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Early the next morning.
Nan Yan finished washing up and came out from the guest room, seeing Nolan still lying on the floor.
The living room floor was covered with thick blankets, so no one moved him elsewhere yesterday.
Nolan had already woken up.
But because of the silver needles on his body, he could only maintain one posture. After a night, he could hardly feel his own body anymore.
It hurt everywhere.
