"Brother! Brother, come in quickly! Master is really sick!"
Yu Ziheng ran in and out like the wind.
He looked at the three people kneeling on the ground with a puzzled look on his face: "Why are you kneeling? Come in quickly! Master's face is so red and his body is so hot, come and take a look!"
"Big, Big Brother..."
Ling Xinghua trembled and grabbed Gu Xingyun's sleeve: "What should I do?"
Gu Xingyun's eyes were flustered, and no one knew what he was thinking.
Chang Sui, who was kneeling there obediently, gritted his teeth and said, "I'll go and take a look! They've been arguing for so long, if Master wanted to punish them, he would have spoken long ago!"
After saying that, he quickly got up from the ground and ran in.
Gu Xingyun hesitated for a moment and walked in with Ling Xinghua.
This was probably the first time that several people appeared in Yan Huailiu's room at the same time. They didn't have time to take a closer look at the furnishings in the room, and their eyes were attracted by the person on the bed.
The quilt was draped over his body at an angle, with most of it falling to the ground.
Her slender wrist fell on the edge of the bed, and her exposed skin was an abnormal pink.
The tightly closed eyes made the face look a little less harsh than usual, and the trembling eyelashes and almost red cheeks all showed that Yan Huailiu was abnormal.
"Master? Master, please wake up. I am Chang Sui. Master, I am going to take your pulse. I apologize for any offense."
Even though Yan Huailiu didn't respond, Chang Sui still maintained the proper respect.
She knelt down obediently beside the bed and carefully lifted up Yan Huailiu's wrist.
The scorching temperature made him frown, and the chaotic spiritual power in Yan Huailiu's body made him even more at a loss.
When she turned around again, she was already crying: "Master, Senior Brother, Master, what should I do? Master has a high fever, I, I don't know how to treat it, Senior Brother, what should I do!"
Gu Xingyun stepped forward quickly and reached out his hand to touch Yan Huailiu's forehead.
He stood outside for a long time, and his hands were cold. As soon as he touched them, the unconscious Yan Huailiu held his hands, and he was so scared that he immediately knelt down.
Only after confirming that Yan Huailiu would not make any further move, and did not even show any sign of opening his eyes, did he feel relieved.
"Don't cry, it would be bad if you woke him up."
Gu Xingyun comforted in a low voice.
"Jingming, go ask the gatekeeper if the uncle from Wuya Peak has come today. Tell him about the situation here. If he's unwilling to come, ask him for some fever-reducing medicine."
"Xinghua, go to the banquet and tell them that Master is not available to see guests today. Let them rest on their own. Make sure everything is arranged. I'll be on guard here. You guys go quickly."
The two junior brothers quickly got up and ran out as if they had found their backbone.
Yu Ziheng's eyes were filled with tears: "Brother, what about me?"
Gu Xingyun frowned at him and said, "Go back to where you came from. Don't stay in Yuxu Sect. Get out."
He has no habit of watching people jump into fire pits.
This kid is about the same age as he was when he first entered the sect. He doesn't want to see another child's sincerity being worn away.
Perhaps his tone was too harsh, Yu Ziheng burst into tears and ran out while crying.
Gu Xingyun wanted to say something, but his hand was held by Yan Huailiu, so he couldn't move and could only kneel beside the bed.
When the temperature of the palm of his hand was almost the same as that of Yan Huailiu's forehead, the force that was restraining him slowly disappeared.
A look of pain appeared on that originally calm face again.
Perhaps it was because it was cooked too intensely, the aroma that was unique to Yan Huailiu became stronger and stronger, almost pickling him from the inside out.
Gu Xingyun hesitated for a moment, then placed his other hand on Yan Huailiu's forehead, watching his expression gradually relax.
If only he could lie like this forever.
This thought suddenly came to Gu Xingyun's mind.
I don’t know how long it took, but suddenly there was a burst of hurried footsteps outside.
Gu Xingyun looked confusedly at the few people who suddenly appeared in the room, and at Ling Xinghua, who stood behind them with a bitter face and didn't know how to explain.
"Is Sect Master Yan okay? Yan..."
City Lord Yu suddenly stopped talking and looked away awkwardly.
Behind him, Fairy Fei Miao of Yuehua Pavilion had her mouth twitching and her fists clenched unconsciously.
Gu Xingyun paused for a moment, then pulled the quilt up as quickly as possible to cover the fair and tender skin on Yan Huailiu's chest.
"You two, this is..."
Although he had guessed some of it, Gu Xingyun still followed the procedure to ask.
City Lord Yu's face was filled with regret: "My dear nephew, why didn't you send someone to tell me? If I had known that Sect Master Yan was still injured, I wouldn't have bothered him to treat me. If Ziheng hadn't run over crying and explained the situation, I would still be kept in the dark!"
Gu Xingyun continued to explain: "Master doesn't want to trouble others, so..."
"What are you talking about? This is Fairy Fei Miao from Yuehua Pavilion. Although she's not as good as Sect Master Yan, her medical skills are top-notch. How about letting her help Sect Master Yan first?"
Just as Gu Xingyun was about to refuse, he heard Chang Sui crying out, "Big Brother, I can't find my junior master..."
"Then I'll trouble Fairy Fei Miao."
Gu Xingyun quickly interrupted the conversation and signaled his junior brother to shut up with his eyes.
There is no need to let others know about the bad things happening within the sect.
As for whether Master would mind so many people entering his room after waking up, that was not the concern for now.
Fairy Fei Miao looked at the face that was enough to kill all the female cultivators in their Yuehua Pavilion in an instant, and cursed in her heart.
This cunning man said that there was something wrong with his face because of cultivation. It was obvious that he just wanted to show off the mask and then take it off to surprise people at the right time.
Don't think she doesn't know what he's thinking!
Bah! She looks so good even when she’s sick. Damn it! How can she look so good?
Fairy Fei Miao was crying in her heart, and her expression gradually became sad and angry.
The people waiting on the side were all worried when they saw her like this.
City Lord Yu asked cautiously, "Fairy, is Sect Master Yan... seriously ill?"
Fairy Fei Miao exclaimed and poured out their specially made elixir from the bottle she carried with her.
"It's not serious. I just consumed too much spiritual energy and my body can't handle it for now. I should be able to wake up after taking this."
Upon hearing this, City Lord Yu was even more moved, and was about to kneel down and kowtow to Yan Huailiu a few more times.
Who said Sect Master Yan is difficult to get along with?
Who said he doesn't know how to behave?
Who said he was cold-blooded and hard to please?
Who said he is petty and vindictive?
slander!
It's all slander!
Sect Master Yan is obviously the best and kindest person in the world!
"Cough——" a cough sound was heard.
The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes, looked around, and forced himself to sit up.
Yan Huailiu, who had been praised by City Lord Yu as the kindest person in the world just a few seconds ago, now stared at everyone with a stern expression: "What are you doing? Who let you in?"
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