Liang kept using his hands to move. He held Ruan Linghua's legs side by side and moved her side to the side. He signaled her to lie flat on the bed, and then his palms alternately pressed her upwards from the knees she pushed up to the calf. While correcting the broken small bones, Peach Blossom Kung Fu true energy poured into it to nourish the flesh and blood meridians and bones inside.

After the huge pain, a warm current suddenly flowed in the injured leg. Ruan Linghua's pain suddenly decreased greatly. She gradually felt the numbness and itch of the muscles, and her body became sensitive. She gritted her teeth and did not hum.

A quarter of an hour later, Liang Yong restored all the misaligned broken bones and emptyed one hand. He smiled kindly at Ruan Linghua, handed her a towel and said, "Wipe the sweat, the next massage will take some time."

Ruan Linghua looked plain and didn't say anything, but took the towel and wiped it on her face. She wiped it very carefully, just like her mood was complicated and entangled at this time. Originally, she and Liang Yong were probably enemies, and she shot Liang several times, and Liang Yong also cut her arm. However, the next few meetings were bizarre and tortuous. He saved himself, he also saved him, and there was also an indescribable ambiguity.

When the organization sent her this time, Ruan Linghua was resistant and expectant. She didn't want to be an enemy of Liang Yong, but she wanted to come and see him. She also shot him. As for whether she was panicked at that time, she couldn't tell whether she was in a panic at that time, she couldn't tell at all.

The hateful thing is that she was injured again and was caught in the end. She was discouraged and embarrassed when she saw Liang Yong at that moment. She really didn't know how to face him. Until Liang Yong hugged her here to help her treat her injuries, she had not figured out what attitude to treat him.

Enemy? Surely not.

Benefactor? It is possible, but I don’t want to owe him the favor, so I will repay it to him in the future.

Friend? Look at Liang Yong's appearance at this time, it looks like he is a friend. But am I worthy of being his friend? I don't know anything except the identity of a killer, and I don't even understand the colorful feelings of women. In my eyes, there is no distinction between men and women. Some of them can only kill or not.

If he couldn't figure it out, Ruan Linghua simply pretended to be indifferent and was too lazy to think about it.

"Are you hungry? Here are some snacks that girls like to eat. You can pick whatever you like to eat. Replenishing energy is good for the recovery of wounds." Liang Yong picked up a box of snacks from the table and put them next to Ruan Linghua. These are the snacks that Yue Lingshan likes to eat. The little girl is not here to entertain Ruan Linghua.

Ruan Linghua was not pretentious. She looked at the things in the box and reached out to it, but did not take them out and eat them casually. Instead, she moved them inside. She touched them this way and then looked at them, and finally chose a piece of chocolate, opened the wrapping paper and stuffed it into her mouth to eat. It was not that she didn't like snacks, but like all girls, she liked to pick something delicious, just like buying clothes. She obviously liked this set, but she insisted on trying out the clothes that were slightly eye-catching in the clothing store. This is a habit, a habit of picking little women.

Sure enough, after eating a piece of chocolate, Ruan Linghua stopped eating chocolate, and then picked it in the box. Finally, she chose a pack of chocolate biscuits to taste...

When Liang Yong used his true energy to nourish her injured legs, she kept eating snacks. She didn't eat fast or much, but she picked it up very carefully and drank a glass of spring milk in the middle. Seeing her elegant and delicate food, Liang Yong was hooked and moved her index fingers, and she took a piece of candy and threw it into her mouth to taste it. It turned out to be very sweet.

The swelling and bruises of Ruan Linghua's injured leg were disappearing at a speed visible to the naked eye. She couldn't stop and could even move the leg gently, and she couldn't feel the pain.

"Well, the leg injury is almost the same. As long as you rest for a few days and don't do intense exercise, it will not have any effect. Let's take a look at your arm." Liang Yong stopped and got up and walked around for a few times, and said after drinking a glass of water. This process seemed simple, but it consumed a lot of true qi, which was much more difficult than connecting tendons and replenishing veins.

Ruan Linghua moved her legs and could no longer feel any discomfort. Her eyes were full of disbelief. It was so amazing. This was not a spraining muscles but a broken bone, a dislocation of meridians and a torn tendon, and the most serious injury. He just used his hand massage for two hours to recover magically.

She wanted to get up and move, and she secretly pinched her fingers on the outside of her thigh and felt the pain.

Liang shook her head with understanding her thoughts and said, "Don't get out of bed for the time being. I'll cure your arms together while there is still time. I may be very busy tomorrow."

Ruan Linghua lowered her head and stretched out her arm. It was the replaced arm. This time the broken one was the forearm. It was also fractured but not as serious as the calf. When she was in the cell, she did bone correction by herself, but she was not professional enough and was somewhat deformed.

She was wearing a tight night-wearing dress. Liang Yong couldn't roll up her sleeves. She could only use scissors to cut her sleeves open like she did when she treated her calves just now. Her arms were exposed with redness, and her forearms were swollen. Liang Yong still grabbed her upper arm with one hand and the other, but the feeling on her hands was different at this time. She felt that her arms were stronger than her thighs. The tentacles were hard, not like women's arms, but like a bodybuilding man's arms that had been exercised for a long time.

Liang Yong couldn't figure out the same body, and the muscles on his hands and feet were so far apart. Although his skin looked as smooth and attractive, his arms were not stronger than his thighs, right?

Of course, Liang Yong just thought about it and immediately put aside his distracting thoughts and devoted himself to the treatment of her. Because the bones were roughly aligned, there was no need to make big moves. Liang Yong's palms kept massaged and massaged on the wound, and waves of warm currents entered her arm, and the same numb and itchy feeling appeared on Ruan Linghua's arm. A layer of imperceptible redness appeared on her face, and she quietly closed her eyes.

"If you are tired, just sleep. This treatment process also takes more than an hour." Liang Yong explained. He is so sincere from beginning to end, just like treating friends.

Ruan Linghua believed him and relaxed. In the comfort of itchy numbness, a burst of tiredness came, and her breathing became long and even, and she fell asleep like that.

An hour passed quickly. Liang Yong watched Ruan Linghua's arms return to normal, and gently covered her arms and turned them. She nodded in pain. She nodded with satisfaction. She also felt tired. She went to the bathroom to wash her face and wipe her hands. When she returned to the bedroom, she became even more tired and had no worries.

Ruan Linghua was at the head of the bed, while he was lying at the end of the bed.

With a "bang", the room fell into darkness. There were more than three hours before dawn, and it had just entered sleep here.
Chapter completed!