But he couldn't say these words out loud. He kept them stuck in his heart, and the depression made his already ferocious profile even more gloomy.

"Seventh Brother must be hungry. I'll go downstairs and prepare something for you to eat."

When Qingchen saw his look, he quickly stood up and prepared to slip away.

Wei Jie was not willing to let him go, and immediately asked him to give a brief account of what happened after he fell unconscious.

After understanding the situation, his brows suddenly frowned, "So, I need another acupuncture treatment?"

Qingchen nodded and looked at his brother's moody expression. He wanted to speak up and persuade him, but he was afraid that he would say something wrong and delay his treatment, so he chose to remain silent.

Wei Jie stared at the flickering candlelight on the table with his dark eyes. His thin lips were tightly pursed, and his fists in his sleeves were subconsciously clenched. He thought that in his eighteen years of life, he had never encountered such a passive situation. He was obviously unwilling and unwilling, but in order to detoxify, he had no other choice and could not refuse.

The two were silent, and the room fell into silence. Only the occasional croaking of frogs could be heard from the small lotus pond outside the window.

After a long time that seemed like a century, Wei Jie seemed to have finally figured something out. "Give orders to send the four herbs over!"

Qingchen looked at Wei Jie in surprise: "Seventh Brother, don't we need to keep those medicines for the treatment..."

Wei Jie glanced over, and Qingchen swallowed back the next words. He looked at him and said expressionlessly: "This is a promise."

Qingchen hesitated for a moment, as if he was tangled and embarrassed. Suddenly, his eyes suddenly lit up: "Yes, why didn't I think of it, Seventh Brother, we can ask the ghost doctor to come. If she can cure such a complicated poison as yours, then Miss Xia's illness can be cured too, right?"

Wei Jie's eyes flashed with brilliance at his words, but when he thought about how he fell into that man's hands, he instinctively resisted: "We'll talk about this later, let's go down and prepare first."

At the same time, Taoran Residence was completely silent. Han Jin had been guarding outside. When he saw Zhengmei coming out, he frowned and asked, "Are you still not awake?"

Zhengmei shook her head. "The young lady has used up too much energy this time. I'm afraid she won't wake up for a while. Third Master, you should go back. I'll tell you when the young lady wakes up."

Shen Si on the side nodded and looked at Han Jin: "Yes, Third Brother, it's not a good idea for us to guard her like this. You know my sister's physical condition. Sleeping like this can actually help her heal herself. The benefits outweigh the disadvantages!"

Han Jin took a deep look at the inner room, then shook his head silently and walked out. Shen Si turned around, said a few words, and quickly followed him.

No one expected that Li Yuan would sleep for a whole day and two nights. When she woke up, she was not surprisingly covered in dirt. The room seemed to be filled with a faint fragrance that had not yet dissipated. She stretched out her hands and looked carefully. Finally, she sighed faintly: "I don't know when I can solve this strange phenomenon."