Yao Cen has a fever.
Ever since Ling Zhou kissed him and warned him with those words, this proud and aloof senior brother, who was more like a god than an immortal, had his heart in complete turmoil.
In addition, since the wound had not yet healed, he developed a fever at some point.
The corners of his eyes were burning red.
He lay there on the heavenly bed, the silver chains on his hands still unfastened.
If your nose is stuffy, you need to part your lips to breathe properly.
She looked incredibly delicate, which contrasted sharply with the clear and resolute look in her phoenix eyes.
It's like a banished immortal who has mistakenly entered the mortal realm and been bewitched by "love spells".
Clatter—
Ling Zhou placed the medicine bowl on the bedside table and, as he had done countless times before, carefully placed the long straw, which was formed from divine power, to Yao Cen's lips, coaxing, "Drink your medicine."
Yao Cen was angry with him, turned her head away, and refused to drink.
Ling Zhou wasn't annoyed; she simply stretched the straw a little longer and held it to his lips: "Ah Cen, if you don't drink your medicine soon, I can't guarantee what method I'll use to feed you~"
The man's upturned, almond-shaped eyes gleamed with a lingering charm, his tone dismissive: "Although this method is a bit vulgar, but... you promise you've never been treated like this before, I..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yao Cen propped himself up to sit up, picked up the medicine from the table, and drank it all in one gulp.
Then, he slammed his hand on Ling Zhou and yelled, "Get lost!"
The white jade bowl landed on his shoulder. Ling Zhou's lips turned pale, and he subconsciously frowned, but the smile that always graced his face remained unchanged. He muttered, "Still as fierce as before."
After saying that, he got up and left without saying anything more.
Only after reaching the door did he uncomfortably stretch his shoulders, accompanied by a slight hiss...
The sound wasn't loud, but it was enough to catch Yao Cen's attention.
What's wrong with this kid?
After a short while of confusion, another doctor came to change his dressings and treat his wounds, giving him earnest instructions.
"Immortal Yaocen, heavenly lightning is dangerous. In the future, when you cultivate divine power, you must never stand in the very center of the lightning array again. After all, cultivation is a small matter, but your health is of utmost importance."
"Thank you, I've got it." Yao Cen replied, but with her mind preoccupied, she didn't really hear much of the serious advice.
After much hesitation, I couldn't help but ask, "Ling Zhou invited you here, so is he... injured too?"
"Ah, this..." At this point, the doctor's eyes subconsciously darted away.
This further alerted Yao Cen.
He pressed further, "How did he get injured? Where was he injured? Is it serious?"
The doctor pursed his lips, looking troubled.
Yao Cen continued to assure him, "Don't worry, I know that patients' illnesses must be kept confidential, but he is my junior brother, so it's okay."
"I promise, I absolutely, positively will not tell anyone."
"Sigh." Perhaps seeing his insistence, the physician finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "A few days ago, didn't Immortal Lingzhou carry you back from the lightning array? At that time, you were accidentally struck on the shoulder by a level nine heavenly lightning bolt, and you still haven't recovered."
After saying that, he hurriedly added, "Immortal Lingzhou forbade me to say this, especially not to you. You must, please keep it a secret."
Ling Zhou got injured because of him, why didn't you say anything for so long?
Yao Cen was a little unsettled and suddenly regretted hitting him with the medicine bowl earlier.
That was a level nine heavenly lightning strike! I wonder if that kid's shoulder hurts...
"Immortal, the medicine has been changed, I'll be leaving now."
Just then, the doctor's voice rang out. Yao Cen quickly gathered her thoughts and raised her hand to stop him: "Doctor, Ling Zhou's shoulder was hit by something today. Could you please go and take another look at him?"
Upon hearing this, the cunning junior brother, who had been eavesdropping outside the door, slowly raised the corners of his lips.
How innocent, Ah Cen.
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