While pressing, Jiang Yilai asked tentatively, "Fu Nanxiao, I just touched your arm, are you alright?"
"fine."
Fu Nanxiao answered without hesitation.
Jiang Yilai was immediately relieved.
It seems the wound isn't on the arm.
Otherwise, given Fu Nanxiao's personality, if she caused his wound to reopen, he would lock her up for three days and three nights.
Jiang Yilai silently complained to herself.
Seeing her absent-minded look, Fu Nanxiao felt a little irritated.
His legs had atrophied slightly from lying down for so long.
Fu Nanxiao felt disgusted every time he saw it.
Seeing that Jiang Yilai was in a daze, he felt resistant.
"If you don't want to press it, then get out!"
Jiang Yilai was so startled that her hand trembled.
Speechless. Why is this person angry again?
baffling.
But she didn't say anything, stood up and pushed Fu Nanxiao to walk out.
What are you going to do?
Fu Nanxiao's eyes sharpened as he gripped the wheelchair.
Jiang Yilai noticed his wariness and felt somewhat helpless: "Of course I'll push you back to your room. You need to lie down so it will be more comfortable to massage you."
Fu Nanxiao was pushed back into the room with a sullen face.
After lying down on the bed, Jiang Yilai carefully adjusted the height of his pillow before starting to massage his legs.
Fu Nanxiao looked at Jiang Yilai with deep eyes. Seeing her serious and focused expression, the stinging pain in his legs lessened considerably.
While massaging him, Jiang Yilai said softly, "Fu Nanxiao, how is your rehabilitation training going?"
Fu Nanxiao's gaze darkened further. He stared intently at the woman's profile for a long while before saying, "So-so."
The thought of rehabilitation training only made Fu Nanxiao more agitated.
He could stand for a while before, but after the fire, it's now difficult for him to move his legs. It will probably take a long time for him to stand up and walk on his own.
Jiang Yilai looked up at him and said with a light laugh, "Fu Nanxiao, you are such a capable person, you can definitely overcome all difficulties, you can do it."
Fu Nanxiao frowned slightly as he listened to Jiang Yilai's words, a complex expression flashing across his face before he quickly concealed it.
For some reason, Jiang Yilai's concern for his leg warmed his heart.
The light shone on Jiang Yilai's face.
The sweat glistened on her small face, and her eyes were earnest yet warm.
This woman... could she like him?
Fu Nanxiao suddenly realized this and his expression changed drastically.
He glanced at Jiang Yilai's profile and couldn't help but feel that it seemed unlikely.
After all, he knew he had a bad temper and was well aware of how bad his attitude towards Jiang Yilai was.
Despite her resistance, Jiang Yilai continued to massage him every day.
If she doesn't have Stockholm syndrome, then she must have...
Fu Nanxiao pursed his lips, his heart inexplicably racing.
After massaging Fu Nanxiao for a while, Jiang Yilai patiently looked at him and asked, "Does your leg still hurt?"
She would ask this question every time she massaged Fu Nanxiao, and Fu Nanxiao's originally cold and stern face would soften a little, which would also make her feel slightly more relaxed.
"It's alright now."
Fu Nanxiao responded softly.
Jiang Yilai covered him with the blanket, then turned and went back to her own room.
She still had things to take care of, and besides, Fu Nanxiao's aura was too powerful and terrifying, so she didn't want to be alone with him for too long.
She didn't feel it while he was massaging her, but afterwards, when she faced Fu Nanxiao, she still felt flustered.
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