Before entering the house, Yun Jinnian glanced at Luoyi and Luo'er, who immediately bowed their heads guiltily.
Upon entering the parlor, he saw Chu Yu lounging on the nanmu Arhat bed, his complexion rosy and lips red, his eyes brimming with smiles. He hardly looked ill at all.
It was clear that he just wanted to see her and had found an excuse.
When Chu Yu saw Yun Jinnian come in, he intended to sit up, but recalling that he was supposed to be a patient, he flopped back down, sickly.
His brocaded clothes spread out, his banished fairy-like face all aglow with secret delight.
"Ouch, ouch!"
Yun Jinnian found it amusing and glared at Chu Yu before sitting on the stool in front of him, "Young Master, where do you feel uncomfortable?"
"Everywhere is uncomfortable, everything feels awful!"
"Then it's nothing serious. I'll give the Young Master a few acupuncture needles, and you'll surely feel much better!" Yun Jinnian said, signaling Hemei to bring the medicine box over.
