Since Leng Qingqiu is unreliable, we have no choice but to use force.
Let’s see if you, Pei Yun, can withstand the attack of 50,000 soldiers.
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Thousand households.
Shen Yanyu arrived again silently, but this time there was another person in her arms.
Pei Yun called Liu Yiyi and other girls to his house and vacated the house where Liu Yiyi and the others lived.
Seeing Shen Yanyu coming, Pei Yun took her to settle Shen Zhuohang in the room.
When he saw Shen Zhuohang for the first time, Pei Yun frowned slightly. He was too seriously ill. He was so thin that he looked unrecognizable. His pale cheeks were sunken. He was wrapped in a fox fur coat that was obviously too big for him, like a dying young animal.
"Ahem... ahem--!"
A heart-wrenching cough suddenly broke out, and the boy curled up into a ball, with dark red blood oozing out from between his fingers.
Shen Yanyu hurriedly reached out and pressed her hand on Shen Zhuohang's back, inputting her internal energy to make the boy cough less violently, with a look of heartache in her eyes.
Pei Yun touched Shen Zhuohang’s forehead and found that he had a low fever, just as described online.
After looking at other places, Pei Yun concluded that this should be the late stage of tuberculosis.
Shen Yanyu asked nervously: "How is it? Can it be cured?"
"It's not a big problem, but I'm afraid it will take a few months to heal."
Pei Yun spoke.
"How long? How many months?"
Shen Yanyu's eyes suddenly widened. She had visited many famous doctors before, but no one said that they could cure this disease. The methods they gave were all ways to save her life.
If Shen Yanyu hadn't used her internal energy to help Shen Zhuohang clear his body every day, Shen Zhuohang would have died long ago.
But in the past month or so, Shen Zhuoran's health has deteriorated again. Even if she used her internal energy to clear it, the effect was not very significant, which made Shen Yanyu anxious.
Although Pei Yun had said before that he could be saved, Shen Yanyu guessed that it would probably take a year or more. After all, when she used her internal energy to comb her brother's body, she could feel the decline of his physical functions.
But she didn't expect Pei Yun to say that it would only take a few months. This huge surprise made her a little confused.
"You don't believe it?"
"No……"
Before Shen Yanyu finished speaking, Shen Zhuohang suddenly convulsed violently, and pink foamy sputum spurted out of his mouth and nose.
"Zhuo Hang!"
Shen Yanyu wanted to input her internal energy again, but was stopped by Pei Yun.
A syringe appeared in his hand, and then a tube of streptomycin appeared. After sucking all the streptomycin into the syringe, Pei Yun directly turned Shen Zhuohang over, tore his pants, and stabbed the boy in the butt with a needle.
Shen Zhuohang's convulsions gradually subsided.
Pei Yun pulled out the needle, then took out the medicine from the mall, and also took out the purchased streptomycin and syringe.
This method of making something appear out of thin air made Chen Yanyu no longer have any doubts about the reincarnation of Immortal Pei Yun.
"These are the medicines for your brother's illness. I'll tell you how to use them and the dosage. Your brother's illness will be cured in at most half a year, at least four months."
Looking at the pile of medicines on the table, Shen Yanyu reached out and took off the mask, revealing a delicate face.
"As long as my brother can survive, the three hundred warriors of Misty Rain Tower will be at your disposal!"
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