Lan Ziye was entrapped by her own magic array, and not lightly. She was inexplicably thrown three thousand years into the future. What frustrated Lan Ziye even more was that her purple eyes, a symb...
Fever? Lan Ziye thought about it vaguely for a moment, and suddenly she remembered something. She asked anxiously, "Did I talk nonsense? What did I say?"
Chu Xixuan smiled and said, "I didn't expect that you have such a good relationship with Lan Yanfeng and the others. You always call them Big Brother, Second Brother, and Third Brother!"
Lan Ziye felt a chill on her back. She looked at Chu Xixuan and felt that Chu Xixuan's smile was meaningful.
After thinking for a moment, Lan Ziye asked tentatively, "Besides this, what else did I say?"
"What else did you say? Do you have any secrets?" Chu Xixuan asked with a deliberate smile.
Lan Ziye was stunned for a moment, then gave a perfunctory smile and said, "Nothing, nothing!" After that, he lifted the quilt and was about to get out of bed.
"Wait, your fever just subsided. I'll call a doctor to check you out!" Chu Xixuan hurriedly held Lan Ziye down and said with concern.
"No, I know my body well. It's not that serious!" Lan Ziye said as he continued to pretend to get out of bed. "Besides, I have to go to the fighting arena now. By the way, what time is it now?"
"You've been sleeping for three days!" Chu Xixuan said gently, "So, there's no need to rush. I'll call a doctor over to check you out right now. Once we're sure everything's fine, we can go to the fighting arena. It won't be too late!"
"Three days? Really?" Lan Ziye's eyes widened in shock. Then, she covered her head in frustration and said, "It's already been three days, so the competition should have ended long ago!" Her two mid-grade essence stones! Her four hundred thousand yuan in cash!
Lan Ziye suddenly thought of something and looked up and asked, "What about Xiong San? Is Xiong San dead?"
"Of course not. Who would kill you if you don't do it?" Chu Xixuan looked at Lan Ziye with a funny face.
Lan Ziye breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, a mid-grade essence stone and two hundred thousand were still there!
"The finals of the fighting arena has also been postponed. They said the time has not been determined yet. We will notify you once it is confirmed." Chu Xixuan added.
Huh? Lan Ziye was stunned. How could this happen?
Chu Xixuan looked at Lan Ziye gently and said in a coaxing tone, "So you should be able to receive treatment with peace of mind now, right?"
Lan Ziye then remembered the topic at hand and said sincerely, "Believe me, I'm truly healed. I don't need any tests, let alone any treatment!"
"Be good! Let the doctor check it out!" Chu Xixuan still insisted.
Lan Ziye felt overwhelmed, and she couldn't tell Chu Xixuan that she had extremely strong self-repair abilities. Not to mention it was just a fever, even if she lost half her life, she could recover on her own after a few days of rest.
After hesitating for a moment, Lan Ziye finally sighed and compromised, "Then let the doctor check me out!" After that, he lay back on the bed depressed.
Seeing Lan Ziye's cooperation, Chu Xixuan finally felt relieved. He took out his phone and called the doctor.
What followed was blood, urine tests, and B-ultrasounds, all kinds of equipment, and all kinds of hassles.
When the full report came out, the doctor was dumbfounded. This person was even more normal than a normal person!
Seeing the doctor frowning and not saying anything for a long time, Chu Xixuan was very worried. He asked in a cold voice, "What's going on?"
"Young Master... this... Miss Lan's body is completely healthy!" the doctor said worriedly.
I had a fever of 40 degrees Celsius last night, and there's no cure! (???????)
Even if the fever subsides today, it’s impossible for all the indicators to be so normal, right?