"Relax a little, it's okay, I'll start by treating the wound under your ribs," Lin Feng said lightly, looking at Xia Lalan's tense demeanor. Indeed, with her muscles so stiff, making her wounds easier to heal wasn't going to be an easy task.
"I... I understand..." Xia Lalan responded in a tiny voice, her head hanging even lower, wishing she could just hide her face. It wasn't her fault, after all; she didn't know how to relax...
Never mind, it will have to do.
Seeing Xia Lalan like this, Lin Feng understood what was going on, shook his head, and stopped paying attention to her, beginning to treat her wounds. The wound wasn't very long, but with Xia Lalan so tense, the surrounding muscles were extremely stiff. Although he could deal with it, it was time-consuming. But now, since Xia Lalan was utterly unable to relax, he had no choice but to carry on treating her wounds as they were.