"Wait until the doctor has me lying flat before you start, I'm in too much pain to talk right now." Qi Siming was green with pain, fine sweat sheened his forehead, each word costing him a terrible effort.
His back had been injured when he was very young.
Back then, he was obsessed with parkour, resulting in a fall from the second floor. Although he recovered, he was left with lingering pain.
As a result, in his recent battle with Diers, he was thrown onto a piano and his back was injured again.
Last night, Qi Siming applied medicine and soaked in hot water. He felt a little better, but when Xu Siyu came to visit in the afternoon, he got excited and rose too fast from the sofa, causing his back to twist again.
Finally, after having a painkiller injection, Qi Siming was able to sigh with relief. He laid on the bed and didn't want to move anymore.
Thank God! He was finally free from pain.
Just a while ago, he was in so much pain he wanted to kill himself.