Jun Qingli didn't move anymore, and sat on the ground, pursing his lips, "Let Miss Qing'er laugh."

An unnatural flush flashed across the pale cheeks, and it was fleeting.

Su Qingran smiled and shook her head, stretched out her hand to him, and spoke tentatively, "Is it okay to be a friend?"

"friend?"

"Does the Second Prince not want to make friends with me?"

"I do." Jun Qingli smiled and held her little hand.

After spending some effort, Su Qingran finally helped Jun Qingli to the soft couch, and then handed over the silk handkerchief.

After Jun Qingli wiped the sweat, he said warmly: "Miss Qing'er, there is a secret wall on your left hand. Can you give me the medicine inside?"

"good."

After Jun Qingli took the medicine, his pale cheeks became more vibrant.

Su Qingran looked at him and spoke hesitantly, "I just heard Qiuyue say that you are inadequate..."

Jun Qingli nodded, "Because it was not born for full term, I suffered from inadequate symptoms at birth. My health has been bad since I was a child. Later, when these legs were destroyed, my joints often enlarged, inducing bone poison..."

"Bone poison? Just like it was just now?" Looking at the calm and gentle man in front of him, a hint of heartache suddenly burst into Su Qingran's heart.

Although he has suffered from illness since childhood, he has always smiled at life.

Don’t complain or escape, and live your own paradise in this desolation.

Su Qingran admires this very much.

Jun Qingli nodded, "Like your secret, this is also my secret. I hope Miss Qing'er won't tell anyone."

"Don't Qiubai and Qiuyue and the others know?" Su Qingran was a little surprised.

Jun Qingli nodded again, "You are the only one who knows now."

"It will be very hard for you to do this."

Jun Qingli smiled, "I have been used to it for so many years."

"Does your legs... hurt when the bone poison attack?"

"Miss Qing'er doesn't have to worry, I can bear that kind of pain."

Ripples spread in Su Qingran's heart, and sourness was revealed in circles.

He got up and came to Jun Qingli's side, and squatted down slowly, "Can I help you?"

"Hmm?" Jun Qingli was puzzled.

"I can help you with massage." Su Qingran said that, and raised her hand and placed it on his legs.

Sure enough, the joints of his legs were still swollen high.

Although he had taken the medicine, the effect was not so fast.

Judging from the slightly raised veins on his forehead, he is still enduring the pain.

"Sitting in a wheelchair for a long time, the muscles on both legs will atrophy. If you massage regularly, it will be much better. Moreover, massage can reduce swelling and relieve pain." Su Qingran did not point anything, and smiled slightly with a smile on her lips.

The soft little hands fell on his legs, and Jun Qingli's body suddenly stiffened.

Although his legs cannot move now, he is conscious.

At this time, Su Qingran's little hand was pressed on her legs, and a touch of unprecedented feeling came from her knees, and suddenly passed through her heart.

"Does it still hurt?"

Jun Qingli shook his head, it was indeed much better.

He looked at Su Qingran's quiet side face and spoke slowly, "In the past, when these legs were just scrapped, my third brother brought me a crutch, and my sixth brother took away the crutch and pushed me to make fun of me as a cripple and a waste. From then on, I rarely appear in front of others and don't want others to see my embarrassed look."
Chapter completed!