Yan Qi suddenly retracted his hand and hid it behind his back. A trace of panic flashed across his eyes.
Yun Ran looked over as well. "What's wrong?"
Little Sweetcake looked a little worried. "Mother, Little Brother is sick. Can Uncle Feng Chen treat him?"
After saying that, she looked at Yan Qi and comforted him in a childish voice. "Little Brother, don't be afraid. If you're sick. You have to take medicine. You'll be fine after taking medicine."
Yun Ran said, "Your Uncle Feng Chen's medical skills are sealed. I'm afraid he can't treat anyone anymore."
"What's going on? Is he really sick?"
Yun Ran stood up and walked over, looking concerned.
Mo Beiyuan looked at the two of them helplessly. "He's a ghoul. Ghouls aren't afraid of the cold. They're afraid of the sun."
"Oh, I see."
When he said that, Yun Ran understood.
Yan Qi's bloodline was special, so his body temperature was different from theirs.
