"No, no, just take it with confidence, my medicine is versatile and tastes sweet."

Ye Ran coughed for a long time before saying with a smile.

Lin Yan nodded and drank the medicine in the bottle. It was indeed very sweet.

The next moment, Lin Yan felt a wave of heat rising up and slowly flowing throughout his body, dispelling the cold that he was used to.

This was a long-lost warmth, and Lin Yan felt a little drowsy.

"I put calming grass in it, you go and take a nap."

Ye Ran looked at Lin Yan's sleepy eyes and said with a smile.

"Ah, okay."

Lin Yan really couldn't hold it any longer. He got up and went back to his room, lay down on the bed and fell asleep.

Ye Ran put down the bowl, followed him into the room, and covered him with a quilt.

Lin Yan, who was sleeping soundly, had relaxed facial features, was quiet and calm, and his expression was no longer as surly and anxious as when he woke up.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Ran stretched out a finger and lightly poked him...her cheek.

"Need a reason?"

Ye Ran laughed softly, then walked out of the room, closed the door, tidied up the mess in the yard, and finished cleaning.

Ye Ran jumped up, jumped to the roof, and sat cross-legged.

The "Thunder Hell Sutra of All Realms" slowly circulates in the body.

At the same time, he was distracted and practiced "Taichu Qingdi Fist" in his mind.

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Chapter completed!