Qian Ning paused slightly.

They're already ordering him around like a commander of the Embroidered Uniform Guard at such a young age?

Yan Ge grabbed Qian Ning's qilin robe sleeve, looked up at him with pleading eyes, and said, "Master, please help us, okay?"

Tsk.

That brat.

Xiao Bin was, after all, someone who had helped these two children.

At least Yan Ge'er was brought back by Xiao Bin from the charity hall on behalf of Su Wanwan.

Now, however, he is being targeted by the children, who want to get rid of him as soon as possible.

This world is a bit crazy.

"Okay," Qian Ning agreed first.

"However, don't be anxious. That person is very ill, and it's hard to say whether he will survive."

It would be more convincing for Su Wanwan to tell Xiao Bin's story.

He shouldn't get involved.

To avoid attracting the ire of the person on the dragon throne, who might then be in deep trouble.

...

Su Wanwan used gauze dipped in water to moisten Xiao Bin's dry, chapped lips.

His head was swollen and disfigured.

If someone hadn't told her that it was Xiao Bin, she might not have recognized him.

"Wanwan, go back now, the children must be worried." Lu Xingjian's hoarse voice rang out at the door.

Su Wanwan paused.

He turned his head halfway back, then abruptly turned it back again.

She used to worry that Lu Xingjian would make things difficult for Xiao Bin, and she was afraid that too much contact with Xiao Bin would bring unnecessary trouble.

But now, Xiao Bin is about to die.

What is she afraid of?

His body was burning hot.

Do not consume herbal decoctions.

How long can he live?

"Go back, don't worry about me." Su Wanwan's voice was a little cold.

Lu Xingjian really wanted to say that today was his birthday and he hoped that his family could eat longevity noodles together.