Mu Xiao's condition was something Lan Ling had never encountered before, and for a moment, she was at a loss for what to do.
She had poured through countless materials and had not found a similar case. Helplessly, her Master was nowhere to be found, temporarily unreachable, leaving her clueless about what to do. She wished she had the ability of three people, to be able to take on the work of three.
By day, Mu Xiao's fever had subsided, and he had quieted down, but no matter how he was called, he could not be awakened.
As soon as Lan Ling stepped out the door, she ran into An Ying. He asked, "How is it?"
Lan Ling shook her head, "He hasn't eaten anything, and I think Sir himself has developed a fever. If this continues, it's not sustainable, and he'll probably collapse by the afternoon."
An Ying's serious expression grew longer, and his eyes were filled with worry, "What should we do then?"
