As Qin Yuan muttered to himself, he turned his head and looked around to make sure no one was nearby. Only then did he place his hand on his lower back.
A patch was stuck to the injured area of his waist. Time had been too tight, and Qin Yuan hadn't had a chance earlier to apply an ice pack or a hot compress; he could only slap a patch on temporarily to ease the pain.
He had been running around all morning, sweating all over, and several times, if he hadn't pressed down on it with his hand from time to time, the patch probably would have fallen off long ago.
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