"Her body temperature has stabilized now, and there doesn't seem to be life threatening, but we still need to keep an eye on her. I am not leaving these next few days; I'll stay in the next ward to take care of her,"
Ye Chenghong felt frustrated. He had cured countless patients over the decades, but today he found himself helpless against his apprentice's strange illness, which deeply made him feel particularly powerless.
An Zisheng and Kong Shi, along with a few others, let out a sigh of relief and looked at Ye Chenghong with gratitude, thanking him.
After everyone had left, the room was left with only Gu Yelin inside. He walked to the door, locked it from the inside, and then sat back down by the bedside, holding An Yiqing's hand and closing his eyes.
If anyone were beside him now, they would be amazed to find that Gu Yelin's breath had become incredibly weak, as if he was almost non-existent.
