Xiao Lang stood still, not leaving immediately.
He didn't feel it at first, but now that he's relaxed, he realizes his chest hurts, and his whole body aches.
He must have suffered internal injuries.
Xiao Lang slowly sat down on the ground, clutching his chest and coughing.
Not far away, Li Mingxi, who had witnessed everything, sighed and walked slowly towards him.
A tissue was handed to Xiao Lang—
He looked up and was a bit surprised to see her.
"Thank you." Xiao Lang took the tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth.
Li Mingxi squatted down, reached out her hand, and pressed it against his chest, causing Xiao Lang to frown slightly in pain.
She pressed around his chest a few times and said, "The rib isn't broken, consider yourself lucky."
Although both he and Ruan Tianling fought fiercely, their bodies were trained to instinctively react.
When the opponent's fist came down, they would instinctively avoid vital spots, minimizing the damage.
