Zhou Yuanyuan looked around. Besides a bed, there were only a few stools in the ward. She had no choice but to let Zhu Jun lie on the bed while she sat on a stool in front of the bed to feel his pulse.
Zhu Jun's pulse was strong and powerful, not like that of a patient at all.
In order to solve the mystery of Zhu Jun's headache, Zhou Yuanyuan decided to use her spiritual sense to explore Zhu Jun's brain.
"Zhu Jun, close your eyes and relax your body." After Zhou Yuanyuan gave the order, she released a trace of spiritual consciousness and slowly probed into Zhu Jun's head.
After carefully checking him out, Zhou Yuanyuan frowned. Zhu Jun was in good health and had no problems.
"Yuanyuan, what's going on? Does my brother have a terminal illness? Could it be brain cancer?" Zhu Juan saw Zhou Yuanyuan frowning and couldn't help but get anxious. In the Zhu family, the person who treated Zhu Juan the best was Zhu Jun. The brother and sister had a bond of "sharing hardships" in the study, and Zhu Juan wanted Zhu Jun to be safe more than anyone else.
"Pooh, pooh, pooh! Juan, you silly girl, if you don't speak well, you are dumb! How can you curse your brother to have a terminal illness like that?" Zhu Jun opened his eyes angrily after hearing what Zhu Juan said.
Even if Zhu Juan didn't die, Zhu Jun himself would often secretly speculate whether he had some incurable terminal illness. But speculation is one thing, if possible, Zhu Jun would rather be well.
"Zhu Jun, you're the fool. If you're sick, you're sick. If you're not sick, you're not sick. When did you ever hear that an illness could be cursed out?" Zhu Juan argued with Zhu Jun unconvinced. Being called "foolish" is a permanent pain in Zhu Juan's heart.
"Ahem~! Can you two please listen to me?" Zhou Yuanyuan cleared her throat helplessly.
"Yuanyuan, have you figured out what's wrong with my brother?" Zhu Juan lowered her voice immediately when she heard Zhou Yuanyuan's voice.
"Sister Juan, there's nothing wrong with Zhu Jun's head." Zhou Yuanyuan thought there was a lot of water in Zhu Jun's head. Seeing the anxiety in Zhu Juan's eyes, she originally wanted to make a joke, but she chose to tell the truth.
"Hey! Big brother, you should be relieved now, right? Yuanyuan, you're fine. Superstition is not a good thing!" Upon hearing that Zhou Yuanyuan and Zhu Jun were fine, Zhu Juan quickly sat down beside the bed and slapped Zhu Jun's arm hard.
"Juan, you silly girl, why are you hitting me so hard? It hurts so much!" Zhu Jun jumped up from the bed in anger.
"I'm just happy! Brother, you're not sick, and you won't have to worry about headaches in the future. Aren't you happy about such a good thing?" Zhu Juan was not afraid of Zhu Jun, and yelled at him.
"I don't believe it! I must be sick. Yuanyuan, can you take another closer look at me?" Zhu Jun lay down again, stretched out an arm, and motioned Zhou Yuanyuan to take my pulse again.
"Yuanyuan is not sick, that's it. Brother, are you stupid? Isn't it good enough if she is not sick?" Zhu Juan rolled her eyes at Zhu Jun. If it weren't for the fact that Zhu Jun was her brother, Zhu Juan really wanted to pull Zhou Yuanyuan away.
"But I... my headache can be like half my life! Even though I'm fine now, I don't know when the pain will come back. Yuanyuan, don't listen to Juan. She is stupid, but I am not. Yuanyuan, please take another look at me." Zhu Jun was still frightened when he thought of the pain that made people want to die immediately.
"Bah! Am I stupid again? How can you treat your brother like this?" Zhu Juan was so angry that she reached out to twist Zhu Jun's mouth.
Zhu Jun dodged Zhu Juan's hand as they were playing around. A glimmer of light from Zhu Jun's collar gave Zhou Yuanyuan an idea.
"Stop, both of you sit still and don't talk." Zhou Yuanyuan pointed at Zhu Jun and his sister and shouted.
Seeing Zhou Yuanyuan's stern face, Zhu Juan and Zhu Jun sat obediently on the edge of the bed, not daring to make any more trouble.
"Zhu Jun, let me ask you, is your pendant still there?" Zhou Yuanyuan asked vaguely.
Zhu Jun's pendant space was considered a truly remarkable treasure in the secular world. Zhou Yuanyuan wasn't sure if Zhu Jun was willing to let her sister know about this, so she could only vaguely mention it.
"What pendant?" As expected, Zhu Juan, this naive girl, knew nothing.
"Yes, I always wear these around my neck." Although Zhu Jun didn't understand why Zhou Yuanyuan mentioned his pendant, he still reached out and pulled up a platinum chain around his neck. The pendant under the chain was exactly the pendant space that Zhou Yuanyuan had seen before.
"Hahaha... Brother, when did you become so effeminate and even wear a crystal necklace?" Zhu Juan pointed at the pink crystal pendant in Zhu Jun's hand and couldn't help laughing.
"Zhu Juan, if you make any more noise, I will throw you out!" Zhu Jun was angry.
Zhu Jun didn't want to wear such a sissy necklace! But the problem was, the necklace seemed to have become a spirit. No matter if Zhu Jun put it under his pillow or in a drawer, the next morning, the necklace was still around his neck.
After trying several times to get rid of it without success, Zhu Jun simply gave up.
Zhu Juan pursed her lips and didn't dare to say anything. Zhu Jun was still a little scary in his rage.
Seeing that Zhu Juan finally stopped making trouble, Zhu Jun took off the necklace from his neck, put it in his palm, and handed it to Zhou Yuanyuan, "Zhou Yuanyuan, here."
"No need to take it down. I just want to ask you, have you put these in?" Zhou Yuanyuan mouthed the word "into" but did not speak out loud.
However, Zhu Jun understood.
Could his headache be related to entering the pendant space? Zhu Jun was stunned.
After Zhou Yuanyuan reminded him, Zhu Jun remembered that before each headache, he had indeed spent some time in the pendant's space. The wheat fields within the space were vast, and after Zhu Jun saw the heavy ears of wheat ripening, he imagined the scene of the grains being stored in the granary.
Strangely enough, under Zhu Jun's imagination, the wheat in the field automatically flew into the warehouse where grain was stored.
Zhu Jun had just received the pendant's space and was still curious about everything inside. He felt bad for the large, unused fields within, having previously tilled the soil and sown seeds. Zhu Jun had served in the countryside as a sent-down youth, so he remembered all the farm work he was supposed to do.
Of course! All the labor in the space was done by Zhu Jun's "imagination". Otherwise, Zhu Jun wouldn't be able to cultivate such a large field by himself.
"Zhu Jun, I think your headache is because of it." Zhou Yuanyuan came to this conclusion when she saw Zhu Jun nodding.
Zhou Yuanyuan had only thought that space was a rare treasure and forgot that Zhu Jun was just an ordinary person.
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