She didn't see anyone with her, but she could hear Rong Shang talking to herself.
Yin Mo raised an eyebrow slightly, his deep, starry eyes revealing a hint of surprise.
Did he stumble upon a little-known side of this young lady?
To say he's a block of wood?
Didn't you just say with such determination that you wouldn't get treatment if you didn't marry her, and that you'd leave it to fate?
For some reason, a fragrant floral scent wafted over.
Yin Moyan's thin, slightly red lips curved into a faint smile.
Unexpectedly, Yin Mo overheard his conversation with the system.
Rong Shang was speechless: Are all men like this, appearing and disappearing without a trace?
She hadn't heard a single sound.
Rong Shang turned around, about to look at the person, when a white figure suddenly approached. The handsome face suddenly loomed large in front of her, and Rong Shang seemed to be startled, immediately taking two steps back.
But the man's faint fragrance still wafted over.
"Miss Jiang said that I, Yin, am a block of wood?"
Isn't that right?
A man you can't seduce.
Meeting the man's eyes, which were as bright as the starry sky, Rong Shang secretly complained.
But Jiang Muyu was, after all, an elegant and dignified young lady, so Rong Shang smiled somewhat embarrassedly, "I'm sorry, Muyu was rude."
She bowed slightly in apology, and as she turned to leave again, a sudden pain shot through her chest.
Well!
Her expression changed, and Rong Chang clutched her clothes at her chest, the heart-wrenching feeling causing fine beads of sweat to appear on her forehead.
asshole.
There's no such thing as a strange disease that flares up so easily!
Rong Chang: ...Master, it's you up to something again?!
System, [Hmm.]
Rong Chang: I...
The pain was so intense she wanted to curse!
Unconsciously, a muffled groan escaped from her throat, her voice trembling slightly.
Yin Mo saw that she had been standing still after turning around, and was about to see what was wrong with her, but the next second, the woman in front of him was already clutching her chest and bending over.
"Hmm..."
Rong Shang: System, I'll knock your mother's ass!
This kid is definitely here to cause trouble.
Yin Mo finally found out that her illness had relapsed.
His indifferent expression eventually changed; he frowned slightly, then, disregarding everything else, stepped forward and supported her soft body.
"Miss Jiang."
He raised his hand and touched her forehead; although she was sweating, her body was ice-cold.
Finally, Rong Shang was in so much pain that she was picked up by Yin Mo once again and carried towards Changfeng Pavilion.
*
As dusk approached, a cold wind blew up again in front of the courtyard.
Changfeng Pavilion.
The charcoal fire used for heating had burned out, so Xiaowei went over, added some new charcoal, and left.
Inside the room, after examining Rong Shang, Han Qing, the renowned physician of Minghua Cave, shook his head as he stood up.
Yin Mo stepped forward, his voice still low and indifferent, "What?"
"That's really strange." Han Qing turned his head and glanced at the beautiful woman on the bed, whose complexion had gradually returned to normal.
He frowned and muttered to himself, "I've treated so many people, but I've never seen such a strange illness as hers."
When he examined her just now, he felt that her pulse was extremely unstable, sometimes fast and sometimes slow.
And her body, too, was sometimes cold and sometimes hot.
Raising her eyes to glance at the silent white-robed man beside her, Han Qing raised an eyebrow and asked in confusion, "Didn't you say you'd use the Blood Spirit Pearl to heal her?"
Yin Mo's gaze, intentionally or unintentionally, fell on Rong Chang, who was lying on the bed with a pale face, and he gave a faint "hmm".
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