Gan Hong lowered her head and panted heavily, watching sweat drip from the ends of her hair... The doctor had said that rehabilitation exercises should not be too strenuous, and two hours a day was about enough.
But Gan Hong felt her body could handle it—even though she was exhausted now, it was actually much easier than training at the academy.
The academy's special class had not only a high elimination rate, but a considerable death rate as well.
Compared to that, if this rehabilitation training was only at this level...
"That should be enough. You should replenish some fluids."
A voice.
Gan Hong suddenly raised her head and saw Luo Qiu walking toward her with a bottle of water.
Gan Hong froze for a moment and said in surprise, "Young Master Qiu..."
"Have some water first. You've sweated too much." Luo Qiu unscrewed the bottle cap and held it out to Gan Hong.
Since Young Master Qiu had gone this far, Gan Hong had no reason to refuse. "Thank you, Young Master Qiu."
Luo Qiu shook his head. "When you were at the Cold Residence, didn't you pour me water many times as well? It's nothing."
"It's different." Gan Hong shook her head. "I was given to you by my old master. Doing a few small things for you is nothing."
Luo Qiu smiled and asked, "What did the doctor say?"
Gan Hong replied, "As long as I continue training, I should be able to make a full recovery. It shouldn't affect my athletic ability much in the future, but my flexibility will probably be somewhat worse."
When she mentioned flexibility, a trace of gloom appeared on Gan Hong's face... Before she was injured, her body must have been extremely flexible.
"By the way, is this where you were