"Young Master Jun! Please help find the Elder Young Master and tell him that the Young Master had fallen ill. Please." Ah Jing pleaded with Jun Wu Xie, tears running down his face.
Jun Wu Xie shook her head and pulled out the silver needles she always carried around with her. She told Ah Jing in a cold voice: "Fetch some hot water and warm wine."
"What?" Ah Jing was stunned and did not move. He suddenly recovered and saw that Jun Xie was holding silver needles longer than his fingers and was about to administer them on Fan Zhuo. Shock shook him and he immediately jumped onto Jun Xie, pulling back on the hand that was about to administer the needles onto Fan Zhuo.
"What are you doing to my Young Master!"
