Chapter 1237: The Pitiful Zhao Liying

Lin Lang felt a pang of heartache seeing Zhao Liying's tearful face and gently stroked her cheek with his thumb.

"Baby, don't worry. My bone-setting technique combined with my healing ability will make you feel better immediately, and I guarantee there won't be any aftereffects. Your slim waist will still be beautiful."

"Really? Husband..." Zhao Liying's voice was thick with nasal tone, and the last syllable was still slightly trembling. Her eyes were full of expectation and a reliance that dared not completely believe.

"Of course it's true," Lin Lang said softly. "Relax, don't be nervous. Your husband will start treating your injuries now."

Zhao Liying nodded and took a deep breath. Although the dull pain in her waist was still lingering, Lin Lang's presence made her feel much more at ease.

She bit her lower lip tightly, bracing herself for the pain that might occur during the treatment.

Lin Lang reached out and gently placed his palm on Zhao Liying's injured waist.

When he first touched her, Zhao Liying instinctively flinched, but then felt a gentle force coming from his palm.

The next second, Lin Lang triggered the [Healing Hand] skill. A faint golden light emanated from his palm, and the light seemed to have a life of its own, slowly seeping into Zhao Liying's skin and spreading along the gaps in her waist bones.

At first, there was a cool sensation that traveled along the meridians around her waist, like a stream flowing over a dry riverbed, instantly soothing the excruciating pain.

Immediately afterwards, Zhao Liying could clearly feel that the damaged bones were being gently supported and put back in place, the misaligned tissues were slowly fitting together under the golden light, and even the bruises under the skin were visibly fading away.

The bluish-purple skin on her waist is gradually returning to its normal color.

The excruciating pain receded quickly like the tide, first weakening, then dissipating, and finally leaving only an indescribable sense of comfort that spread from Zhao Liying's waist to her whole body, as if the fatigue that had been building up for a long time had been gently brushed away.

Zhao Liying opened her eyes wide in surprise, forgetting to slow her breathing. She felt a warm sensation in her waist, and the stiffness and stinging pain from before disappeared without a trace.

Lin Lang slowly withdrew his palm, and the golden light in his palm faded away.

He helped Zhao Liying straighten her clothes and said gently, "Honey, try sitting up now and see if your back still hurts."

Zhao Liying hesitated for a moment, then carefully propped herself up from the hospital bed.

The moment she sat up straight, she was pleasantly surprised to find that there was absolutely no pain in her lower back!

Zhao Liying subconsciously reached down to touch her lower back. The swelling and bruises that should have been there were gone, and her skin was smooth and flat, without even the slightest discomfort.

"Great! Honey, my back really doesn't hurt anymore!" She turned her head suddenly, her eyes sparkling, her voice filled with unbelievable excitement.

"Honey, how did you do that? It's amazing!"

Lin Lang smiled and gently pulled Zhao Liying into his arms, patting her back tenderly with one hand, his voice full of affection: "Silly girl, I can do anything, no matter how difficult, as long as it's for you."

Zhao Liying hugged Lin Lang tightly, crying pitifully, "Honey, thank you for setting my back and curing my back injury. The doctor in the emergency room just said I'll most likely have long-term effects, it scared me to death!"

"Don't cry, silly wife. It's alright now! Be more careful when filming in the future, and don't get hurt again, or it will break my heart."

Zhao Liying buried her face in Lin Lang's arms, feeling his warm embrace and strong heartbeat. All the grievances and pain she had felt before seemed to vanish.

She nodded vigorously, her voice muffled: "Yes, I understand... Honey, it's so good to have you!"

When Lin Lang saw Zhao Liying sobbing uncontrollably, her beautiful eyes red and swollen, like a wronged little rabbit, his heart melted.

He reached out and gently stroked Zhao Liying's shoulder, his fingertips tenderly and carefully saying, "It's alright, it's alright, don't cry. I'm here for you. All those bad things are in the past. I won't let you suffer like that again."

Zhao Liying slowly raised her head, tears still streaming down her face, her eyelashes wet and stuck together, her eyes full of dependence, staring fixedly at Lin Lang, as if she had found her only support.

Looking at Zhao Liying's pitiful appearance, Lin Lang felt a pang of heartache. He couldn't help but raise his hand and gently wipe away her tears with his fingertips, his movements so gentle as if he were afraid of breaking her.

"Look at you, you've cried your way through your tears." Lin Lang's voice softened further, filled with a soothing patience.

Zhao Liying felt a warmth in her heart from Lin Lang's gentle actions, and all her grievances and fears transformed into indescribable emotions at that moment.

She leaned forward, nestled in Lin Lang's arms, and gently kissed his lips.

The kiss was light, slightly salty with tears, yet it brushed against my heart like a feather.

Lin Lang was startled for a moment, then pulled Zhao Liying into his arms and deepened the kiss, his tenderness filled with pity and affection.

Sunlight streamed through the window, casting long shadows of the two people, as if stretching this moment of tranquility into eternity.

As the kiss deepened, Lin Lang gently cradled Zhao Liying's neck, intensifying the kiss.

There was no raging plunder, only gentle turning, like a spring breeze brushing across a lake, creating ripples.

Zhao Liying closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling slightly. She wrapped her arms around Lin Lang's waist, bringing her cheeks closer together. Their breaths mingled, and even the air seemed to be filled with sweetness.

After kissing for an unknown amount of time, Lin Lang suddenly felt a cool sensation on his palm. Looking down, he noticed that the IV needle on Zhao Liying's wrist had started to bleed, with dark red blood beads congealing inside the tubing.

His heart tightened, and he immediately released Zhao Liying. With gentle yet swift movements, he peeled off the medical tape, tenderly removed the needle, placed his fingertip over the puncture site, and activated his healing power.

A warm golden light emanated from Lin Lang's fingertips. Zhao Liying felt a numbness in her wrist, and when she looked again, the needle mark had disappeared without a trace, leaving not even a red mark.

She blinked her big, wet eyes, and covered her mouth in astonishment: "Oh my god, honey, how did you do that? How did the needle hole disappear so quickly?"

Lin Lang wiped away the tears from the corners of Zhao Liying's eyes, a gentle smile in his eyes, and said, seemingly unrelated to her question, "Silly wife, you kissed me so hard the IV tubing was backflowing blood, doesn't it hurt?"

Zhao Liying giggled playfully, then couldn't resist leaning over and pecking Lin Lang's cheek: "But I... didn't kiss you enough just now."

Lin Lang chuckled and pulled Zhao Liying back into his arms: "Come on, I'll take you home now. Once we're home, you can kiss me as long as you want."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liying's eyes curved into crescent moons, and her voice became sickeningly sweet.

"Honey, do you mean I can be discharged from the hospital right now?" She moved closer to Lin Lang, her shoulder gently brushing against his arm, her eyes full of joy.

Lin Lang raised his hand and pinched Zhao Liying's soft cheek, his fingertips carrying a warm sensation: "That's right, you're completely healed now, healthy and lively, what are you doing staying here instead of leaving the hospital?"

"Do you expect me to be your caregiver?"

"That's great! Honey, you're amazing, you're practically a miracle doctor!" Zhao Liying tiptoed and quickly kissed Lin Lang on the corner of his lips, then turned and jumped off the hospital bed, only to be stopped by Lin Lang.

He placed a gentle kiss on Zhao Liying's forehead, his voice softening even more: "Slow down, be quick and decisive, don't be reckless. You need to change your impatience."

Zhao Liying nodded obediently, put on her shoes, and then twirled gracefully in front of Lin Lang, her skirt fluttering gently.

"Honey, now that my injury is healed, shouldn't I rush back to the set to continue filming? I can't delay the filming of the new drama." She pursed her lips, her tone tinged with worry.

Lin Lang reached out and tidied Zhao Liying's slightly messy hair: "Don't worry, the scenes originally scheduled for you today have been changed to scenes for other supporting characters. Just rest for a day, and you can get back to filming tomorrow."

"Hehe, then my husband, you have to stay with me all day today and you're not allowed to go find other women." Zhao Liying threw herself into Lin Lang's arms, hugged his waist tightly, and laughed like a child who had just received candy.

Lin Lang ruffled Zhao Liying's hair, his eyes brimming with undisguised joy: "Okay, your husband won't go anywhere today, he'll stay by your side every step of the way."

Zhao Liying snuggled closer to Lin Lang, her voice soft: "That's great! Would you say I turned misfortune into blessing? Not only did I get to steal half a day of leisure, but I also have my husband to keep me company all day."

"Silly wife, falling off a horse while filming is no joke. You're so optimistic. You've really forgotten the pain once the wound heals."

Zhao Liying smiled sweetly and charmingly, "I'm not that delicate. It's rare for you to have time to spend with me, so I'm happy!"

"Baby, let's put on masks before we go out." As Lin Lang spoke, he took out two disposable masks from his personal space, unsealed the plastic packaging, and gently put the masks on Zhao Liying.

Zhao Liying blinked her bright, expressive eyes and looked at Lin Lang affectionately, saying coquettishly, "Honey, can you cook me something delicious for lunch today?"

Lin Lang replied indulgently, "Sure, my little glutton, what would you like to eat?"

Zhao Liying tilted her head playfully, squinted her eyes, and smiled sweetly, "Honey, I love any dish you make!"

"You little rascal, you've got a sweet tongue." Lin Lang smiled gently, then put a mask on himself as well.

"Let's go home now." Zhao Liying affectionately took Lin Lang's arm, her voice filled with joy.

"Okay." Lin Lang led Zhao Liying toward the door of the ward.

As soon as the two stepped out of the orthopedic ward, they saw Zhao Liying's female assistant, Xiao Fang.

Xiao Fang asked nervously, "Sister Ying, why did you pull out the IV and get out of bed?"

Zhao Liying stopped immediately and instructed in a gentle tone, "Chairman Lin has already treated my back injury by setting my bones. You can go and help me with the discharge procedures now."

Xiao Fang looked at Zhao Liying in disbelief and exclaimed, "My God! You can get out of bed and walk so quickly? Doesn't your back hurt anymore?"

Zhao Liying smiled sweetly: "It doesn't hurt anymore. Thank you for your hard work today! After you finish the discharge procedures for me, you can go home and rest for a day."

"Mmm." Xiao Fang was happy for Zhao Liying and raised her hand to wipe away the tears from the corner of her eyes.

Lin Lang said arrogantly, "Xiao Fang, starting this month, your assistant's salary will increase fivefold. In addition to the five social insurances and one housing fund, you will receive an additional 200,000 yuan bonus at the end of the year. Take good care of Li Ying from now on, and you will not be treated unfairly."

Upon hearing this, Xiao Fang could hardly believe her ears. Overjoyed, she bowed deeply to Lin Lang, saying with immense gratitude, "Thank you, Chairman Lin! I will definitely work hard."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Liying was also very happy for her assistant Xiaofang, and said with a smile, "A raise is a great thing, don't cry."

Xiao Fang nodded quickly, her eyes filled with tears as she chuckled and said, "Okay, I'll go and get you discharged right away."

Seeing her assistant bustling around taking care of her and being very concerned about her injury, Zhao Liying felt a warm glow in her heart. She reached out and pinched her cheek, saying playfully, "Then Chairman Lin and I will be leaving now. See you on set tomorrow morning."

"Okay, goodbye Sister Ying! Goodbye Chairman Lin!" Xiao Fang respectfully saw Lin Lang off.

Lin Lang nodded slightly, took Zhao Liying's soft, boneless hand, and slowly walked towards the elevator.

Zhao Liying and Lin Lang held hands, and the warmth from their fingertips made her feel at ease.

Sunlight streamed through the windows of the orthopedic ward corridor, casting long shadows of the two people, like an unfinished poem, gentle and lingering.

Such a handsome man and a beautiful woman are truly enviable.

Xiao Fang stared blankly at the backs of the two as they walked away hand in hand, her eyes filled with envy. She couldn't help but sigh in her heart: What a perfect match, a match made in heaven!