On Our Wedding Night, His Highness Can’t Continue His Acting After Reading My Mind!

Nangong Mo's eyes flashed, and he looked away a little guilty.

He knew that the girl wanted to heal his leg, but, after she peeked at it that night, he thought she had given up, but he remembered it.

If she knew that his legs were actually...

The man pursed his lips and raised his eyebrows, "Is this the important thing you said?"

"Yeah! That's right!"

"Don't worry, you will see it later."

Looking at his expression, Yun Ran blinked, and immediately understood the meaning of what he said, and waved her hands quickly.

"No, no, no, you misunderstood! This is not what I said, I want to see your injury!"

"Um?"

The man seemed a little confused, and looked at her with a slight frown, Yun Ran was suddenly a little embarrassed.

She knew that to ask directly in person like this would be tantamount to exposing someone's scars and poking someone's sore spot.

But she did a rough check that night, and only knew that his leg injury had been healed before, but she wasn't sure how far he had been healed and how he had recovered.

Practicing medicine pays attention to seeing, hearing and questioning, especially for this kind of injury. It is inseparable to ask the injured person's true feelings, so as to better judge the injury and recovery difficulty, so as to formulate a more accurate treatment plan.

Yunran's thoughts were flying, and a man's low voice with a trace of loneliness suddenly sounded in his ears:

"Do you despise me as a cripple?"

Yun Ran raised her head in a daze, seeing the man's dejected handsome face, her heart suffocated slightly.

"No, it's not like that, Nangong Mo, don't think about it!"

The girl hurriedly explained, her eyes were as clear as water, without any falsehood.

Nangong Mo looked at her for a while, lowered his eyes a little lonely, and said in a low tone, "Really?"

With his depressed and lonely look, Yun Ran held his face anxiously, "Of course it's true! If I despised you, how could I allow you to do those things to me?"

There was a flash of a smile in the man's eyes, which was covered by his drooping long eyelashes, but Yun Ran didn't catch it.

"Nangong Mo, I just want to find a way to heal your leg. Don't you want to stand up again?"

The man raised his eyes slowly, "You, know medicine?"

ah this...

"Well, when I was young, I went up to the mountain to pilgrimage. I accidentally fell down the hillside and was rescued by a worldly expert. Maybe he thought I was very talented? He insisted on taking me as a disciple."

The man raised his eyebrows, pursed his lips and remained silent, and the dead girl started making up stories again.

"So he taught me some martial arts and medical skills, but he didn't allow me to tell anyone about my apprenticeship, so the people in the Lin family didn't know about it."

"I only told you this secret!"

The man glanced at her and was very cooperative, "I will keep this secret for you."

"Yeah! Can I see your legs now?"

Looking at the anticipation in the girl's eyes, Nangong Mo didn't speak, and silently raised his hand to undress.

Yun Ran stared at his leg for a while, and asked him tentatively, "Can I touch it?"

"Um."

Yun Ran didn't dare to push hard, and first pressed his fingertips lightly along the perimeter of his wound, "Does it hurt?"

The man shook his head expressionlessly.

Yunran's finger moved to that place, looking at the somewhat terrifying arrow wound, and pressed it lightly, "Then... what about here? Does it hurt?"

Nangong Mo still shook his head.

"So, can you feel my fingers?"

Nangong Mo continued to shake his head.

Unconscious?

Yun Ran bit her red lips lightly, her eyebrows tightened more and more, "Do you feel nothing at all?"