Yun Zhi woke up in the night.

As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Xia Ling lying on the side of his bed.

"Xia Ling."

His throat was dry and hoarse, and his name was called with difficulty, but Xia Ling didn't wake up.

Just as Yun Zhi was trying to push Xia Ling awake with great effort, a hand holding a cup stretched out next to him.

"Drunk."

A light tone without any ups and downs.

Yun Zhi turned his head, saw that it was Ningyi, took the water, and thanked her politely and detachedly.

Ning Yi didn't say anything, handed over a glass of water, and continued to go to bed.

I haven't treated a patient with such a complicated condition for a long time, and Yu Ningyi is indeed a little tired.

Yun Zhi woke up tonight, which means that there is nothing serious for the time being.

Knowing that the patient he took over was truly unharmed, he would rather go to rest with peace of mind.

After drinking the water, Yun Zhi vaguely remembered that after Xia Ling fed him medicine, there was a moment of coldness in his body, and then the pain gradually intensified.

I don't know what he did later, Yun Zhi was groggy, and he felt more and more pain in his body, and it slowly subsided after a long time.

After that, he seemed to drink a very bitter decoction, and then almost vomited his heart and lungs.

Then, a warm spiritual power was injected into his body, making him feel extremely comfortable.

At that time, he wanted to open his eyes but couldn't, so he fell asleep like this.

After that, he couldn't remember.

Yun Zhi frowned, his gaze gradually shifted to Xia Ling, and his eyes became more and more thoughtful.

Did these things happen to Xia Ling?

Wrong.

Yun Zhi immediately denied it, he knew very well that Xia Ling didn't know how to heal. And the decoction he drank was obviously the work of a man who knew how to heal.

Moreover, it wouldn't have been the people of the Dan Pavilion who saved him after knowing his identity, otherwise he wouldn't be here now, but in the Yun Clan.

That's just ......

Yun Zhi's eyes looked at the beds on both sides, and the people on the beds were all asleep.

Is it Ning Zhan, or Ning Mo?

Yun Zhi couldn't guess.

Then we have to wait for Xia Ling to wake up and ask him again.

Xia Ling took care of Yun Zhi for a day and a night, and fell asleep in the middle of the night.

When he woke up the next day, he saw Yun Zhi sitting at the head of the bed and looking at him coldly.

Xia Ling was stunned, then jumped up and lectured him loudly without caring about his face, "You kid has finally woken up!" said that you are sick and stay in the clan well, and your little life was almost lost the night before, you know?

Don't hurry up and thank Ning Zhan and Ning Mo, if it weren't for them, your father and mother would have to go to see you in the coffin! ”

Xia Ling's words made Yun Zhi's face darken.

I wanted to ridicule Xia Ling, but thinking that he was taking care of himself this time, he swallowed all the words that came to his mouth.

Yun Zhi, who has always had a poisonous tongue, suddenly didn't scold him back, Xia Ling didn't seize this opportunity to give him a good lecture!

taught him another lesson with his words, and Yun Zhi's face gradually turned black as the bottom of a pot, but he endured it all.

From his words, Yun Zhi also heard that his illness could survive this time, it was Ning Zhan who saved him, and Ning Mo also performed healing magic for him.

Similarly, from Xia Ling's words, he also heard his attitude.

He really wants to associate these two as brothers, not ordinary interests bundled.

Yun Zhi knew that if he was Ning Zhan and had no relatives or reason, he would never save him. Not to mention that later, when he knew his identity, he would take the risk to rescue him.

Swapping angles, Yun Zhi will never be like Ning Zhan.

For the first time, the arrogant Yun Zhi had a thought of shame in his mind.