Gu Qingheng supported Yang Ruxin out of the room and sat down with her in the corridor of the courtyard, allowing her to lean on him.
The military doctor Bao didn't dare to speak and could only stand by cautiously.
After resting with her eyes closed for about a quarter of an hour, Yang Ruxin finally recovered. "I'm fine now." It seemed her conscious force was still not strong enough, using it for slightly longer periods led to exhaustion. The frustrating part was that she didn't know how to strengthen her training in conscious force and could only leave it to fate.
"Would you like some water?" Gu Qingheng asked with a face full of concern.
Yang Ruxin shook her head and stood up: "I'm alright… The affliction that person carried was indeed not a plague, but his body was crawling with poisonous insects."
