"It's not what you think." Ye Junqing didn't want to recall that episode, and he didn't want her to feel guilty either. He firmly denied: "After I helped you divert your pursuers, I stumbled upon some adventures. It's all in the past now. My illness has nothing to do with you."
Ye Xingguang's voice was filled with apology, "How can it not be related? You must not want me to blame myself, so you refuse to admit it. I know it's like that. You must have been gravely injured and near death, like my father. Unless you were rescued by Chu Yong, it would have been impossible for you to survive. That's why you chose this path. You have been ill for ten years, refusing to drink blood, and have frequent episodes. I can't even begin to imagine how you've endured through so many nights..."
