"Where are you injured?" She looked up and asked him.
Nangong Yehen's gaze was deep and somber as he said flatly, "My bone was broken once."
"Broken?" Chu Lingzhi's face flickered with shock upon hearing this.
Nangong Yehen lifted his foot and pointed to the bone at his ankle. "This bone was broken here."
Fortunately, his recovery ability was excellent. Surgery reconnected the broken bone, and after applying medicine, it gradually healed.
Although it didn't affect his running, occasionally when he was sound asleep at night, it would ache here. He had used the best medicine in the world, and X-rays couldn't find any other issues. Whenever it hurt, a servant massaging it would help a little, or he could endure until dawn and it would be fine.
Chu Lingzhi sat down on the ground, raised her knee, and placed Nangong Yehen's foot on it. Her fingers gently pressed around his ankle, carefully examining it.
Nangong Yehen watched her focused expression, a complex emotion flickering in his deep eyes.
"The bone was reconnected, but this condition is like a sprained ankle." Chu Lingzhi looked up, her clear eyes carrying a hint of doubt. "Does it hurt every time you press on the painful spot?"
"Mm," Nangong Yehen nodded.
Chu Lingzhi chuckled lightly. "Next time it hurts, don't press it anymore."
Nangong Yehen frowned, puzzled as he looked at her.
"This is a muscle spasm."
"Of course I know that," Nangong Yehen said with a dark expression.
"You know it's a pathology, but you don't know how to treat it."
"Do you have a way?"
"There is a way, naturally, but I don't know if it'll work for you."
"How would you know without trying?"
Such an arrogant and cold tone.
Chu Lingzhi couldn't help but smile. "I didn't expect the invincible, skilled King of Nangong City to get injured."
Nangong Yehen snorted displeasedly. "When you wander the world, you can't avoid getting cut. If it were you, you'd have been slashed ten or eight times by now."
"..." What a line—"when you wander the world, you can't avoid getting cut." How could she compare to him? She didn't covet the position of city king.
Thinking that this position was won through fighting and struggle, and even sitting on it wasn't necessarily safe, she decided that when she returned, she'd make her son drop the idea of becoming city king in twenty years.
"Your injury is an old one. The pain isn't in the bone but in the tendons. Massage the Yanglingquan or Huantiao acupoint on your right leg every day, and within three months, you'll be fully recovered," Chu Lingzhi said.
For an injury like Nangong Yehen's, which couldn't fully heal even with surgical bone reconnection, only her family's secret method could treat it. But this treatment took time and required persistence.
"Where are the Yanglingquan and Huantiao points?" Nangong Yehen asked indifferently.
"I'll tell you." Chu Lingzhi rolled up his right pant leg and found the Yanglingquan point. "This is Yanglingquan. Huantiao is..."
Her gaze moved up along his long leg and stopped at his buttocks, hesitating to speak.
Really, why did the Huantiao point have to be in that spot?
Nangong Yehen saw through her embarrassment at a glance and looked at her with interest. "Where is it?"
"On your butt!" Chu Lingzhi blushed.
"My butt is quite large. I need to know the exact spot."
"Look it up on Baidu."
"I can look it up, but do you expect me to massage it myself?" Nangong Yehen raised an eyebrow, his expression cold, yet a hint of allure flickered in his eyes.
"Does Young Master Nangong have a bodyguard?" Chu Lingzhi thought of Huo Luan.
"You mean to have my bodyguard massage these two acupoints for me?" Nangong Yehen's handsome brow arched even higher.
Chu Lingzhi looked at him. "Is that not allowed?"