Jiang Xinghai hadn't received a response from Yu Li, so he prepared to leave.
But Yu Li blurted out impatiently, "Well, aren't you going to come and rub it?"
"You got it." Jiang Xinghai strode over.
Yu Li's stomach did seem to be in genuine pain. She clutched her lower abdomen with both hands, tossing and turning on the bed.
She was moving so much that Jiang Xinghai couldn't find an opening to help. "I say, Miss Yu, you have to give me a chance to get my hands in, don't you?"
"Didn't I tell you to call me Lili!"
Even in this state, Yu Li was still fixated on what Jiang Xinghai called her.
"Alright, Lili. Give me some room to work." Jiang Xinghai rubbed his hands together.
To his surprise, Yu Li reached out, grabbed his hand, and pressed it to her lower abdomen. "Right here. It hurts so much... so much that I don't have any strength left..."
'And she calls this having no strength?'
Jiang Xinghai felt the force in her grip was plenty strong.
