C122 He brushed past his body!

He gasped, took out a handkerchief from his pocket, lifted her hand, and briefly bandaged it. Qi Ruying's hand shrank back, and then, there was no other reaction at all.

Jiang Chengyi put his hand back onto her leg, and repeated the previous question, "Ru Ying, tell me, where do you feel uncomfortable? "It's a headache. Does it still hurt?" He saw her expressionless face