Zuo An, with his hands covering his chest, turned his head to look at the bald man who didn't treat him as an outsider at all and pushed the door open and walked in. A hint of confusion flashed in his cold eyes.

"Brother sent me here, but you were not here just now, so I had to walk several times." Wu Chen walked straight to the chair in the room and sat down. He took out several bottles and jars from his arms and placed them on the table in front of him one by one.

"This is..." Zuo An asked in confusion.

"Big brother sent me to see you. The medicine was given to me by Han Yaonie."

As Wu Chen spoke, he poured out a few pills from the bottles and jars on the table. There were red, white, brown, yellow and blue pills. In the moment that Zuo An was stunned, Wu Chen had pinched his chin and put all the pills into his mouth. He also considerately poured him a glass of water.

"Gurgle~" Zuo An swallowed the handful of pills with difficulty.

"What did you feed me?" Zuo An looked at the bottles and jars on the table suspiciously.

"Of course they're good stuff. There's Qi-boosting pills for treating internal injuries, and... and..." Wu Chen, who couldn't remember the names of the medicines, snorted coldly, "Anyway, they're all good stuff from Xuanyi Valley, priceless. Don't be ungrateful!"

After taking the pill, Zuo An felt a sudden warmth throughout his body. His internal injuries gradually healed, and his limbs became stronger and more powerful. This feeling was very familiar; it was indeed the same as the Qi-boosting pill Hua Qingcheng had given him before.

"Thank you!" Zuo An nodded to Wu Chen.

"You're so fussy, it's really troublesome. Go take a shower and go to bed." Wu Chen muttered proudly, then turned and left.

Looking at Wu Chen's gradually receding back, Zuo An felt a little warm in his heart, but seeing his stern face, the corners of his mouth curled up slightly.

Although Wu Chen is a guy who speaks without restraint and they have fought before, they are now on the same side because of Hua Qingcheng. In a sense, they are "one of our own".

After Wuchen left, Zuo'an took a shower and then lay down on the bed to rest. However, the longer he lay there, the more he felt something was wrong.

Although it is spring now, it is still chilly. Moreover, it is late at night and should be very cold, but he feels hotter and hotter all over. What is going on?