"Ninth Brother, you are unwell; you should rest at home. Why are you stepping out now?" Chu Lan asked.
"I came to receive my friends." Wei Jinyi said, with a weak and frail voice, akin to a wisp of smoke. Slightly lifting his eyes, he glanced at Wei Ruo.
As their gazes met, Wei Ruo felt a surge of gratitude.
She was most afraid of confronting Chu Lan; she had been fretting over how to tactfully excuse herself.
With his arrival, she felt a sense of relief.
Chu Lan noted their interaction, his eyes slightly dimming. "I had no idea Ninth Brother held his friends in such high regard."
"Xu Qing's medical skills have saved my life," replied Wei Jinyi.
Hearing this, Chu Lan cast another look at Wei Ruo: "Unexpectedly, Mr. Xu seems to have saved both of our lives."
Wei Ruo answered, "I am merely a humble physician. It's coincidental that I was able to save both the princes. Indeed, it's an honor."
