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We asked the doctor to bandage the wound on the young master. The doctor said that it was nothing serious, but it was not allowed to move for the time being.

He wanted to go to your courtyard to see you before, but we stopped him.

He would definitely be very happy if he knew you had come to see him."

One of the guards said that they were not only members of the Yun family, but also Guanghan's personal soldiers.

"Thank you for helping me take care of Brother Guanghan. I'll go in first." After talking to the guard, Yun Qingyan ran to Guanghan's room without stopping.

Although it was very fast, Yun Qingyan stopped when he arrived in front of Guanghanmen.

I don’t know if the person inside is meditating or resting, Yun Qingyan just gently pushed open the door.

"Cruff..." The door was pushed open a gap that could only allow one person to walk through, and everything in the room was clear.

Speaking of which, Guanghan often went to her yard to see her, but she had never been to his room.

Guanghan’s room is extremely simple!

A hard bed, a futon for meditation, and a small table for rest are nothing but some simple necessities for daily life.

The whole room exudes a deserted temperament, without gorgeous decorations, and everything is neatly placed in their place.

From the neat and regular arrangement, we can see that Guanghan is a very organized person.

In the whole room, the most conspicuous one is probably the wall on the left.

On the full wall, there were various swords hanging, unsheathed and unsheathed, bringing a hint of solemn and cold air to the room.

Brother Guanghan really likes swords.

Yun Qingyan sighed in his heart, withdrew his gaze and walked towards the bed.

On the white bed without any patterns, the young man with a cold face was sleeping with his eyes closed, and the dark pieces fell on the white sheets, which contrasted with black and black, making them particularly conspicuous.

Even when he fell asleep, his face was still as cold as a sword light, his eyes were closed tightly, and his sword eyebrows were furrowed, as if he was having some terrible dream.

The sword wound that stretched across his chest had been treated, and the white bandage was tightly wrapped around a layer, and the exposed muscles were tight and beautiful.

In order not to disturb Guanghan's rest, Yun Qingyan deliberately took his steps and breathed lightly.

But as she approached, the young man's slender eyefelt feathers still trembled, as if her breath had appeared, and she wanted to open it.

But he seemed to be in a nightmare, no matter how the eyefeeds trembled, his eyes were not open.

Yun Qingyan put one hand on his tendons and veins, and his spiritual sense swept towards him, exploring the situation of his body.

What's going on?

As soon as his spiritual consciousness touched Guanghan's body, Yun Qingyan frowned fiercely.

Logically speaking, his injured internal organs should have been repaired under the power of the original power of the Kuhai Qing Lotus Seed, but now the level of repair is 80% not, half of them are not.

The power that protected Guanghan's heart meridian that she had appeared before was actually preventing the power of Kuhai Qinglian Seed from repairing his internal injuries for him!

Yun Qingyan's head suddenly felt a bulge and a bulge. It was this mysterious force that hanged Guanghan's life before, but now... it prevented Guanghan from recovering. Is it going to help him or harm him?

The key is that even Yun Qingyan couldn't figure out what that mysterious power was.

Just as Yun Qingyan continued to use his spiritual sense to explore, a sharp force suddenly rushed towards her spiritual sense!

The spiritual consciousness faced the sword-like power, but because of the different power systems, no one could do anything to anyone.

Yun Qingyan then realized that in Guanghan's body, in addition to the mysterious force that held his life, there was also a very violent force!

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Chapter completed!