"The stomach is on the left side, the spot you're pressing now is the liver." Zhang Lingying reminded him expressionlessly.
Lu Jing: "..."
In a rush, he acted wrongly, time to redo it.
Lu Jing moved his hand to the left and at the same time scooted closer to Zhang Lingying, "Just now the pain muddled me, everywhere I touched hurt."
Zhang Lingying saw he still had the mood to act, it seemed he was really fine, she put the book on the coffee table, turned around, and went into the room to get clothes for a shower.
After tidying up, she remembered she hadn't taken her cold medicine today, and when she was stepping out to get water, she saw Lu Jing holding his phone, standing by the floor-to-ceiling window near the balcony making a call, looking displeased.
The whole person seemed to be enveloped in a somber aura.
Zhang Lingying subconsciously slowed her pace, hesitating if she should approach, but ultimately decided to go get water and take her medicine first.
