"Dong'er, Yuhao is fine. He'll wake up after some rest."
"But for now... you two can't do what you just did again."
Zhuang Lao spoke sternly.
Wang Dong'er wanted to crawl into a hole. Her face burned with embarrassment.
They had barely touched! She hadn't even felt anything, so how had Huo Yuhao suddenly passed out as if he'd dropped dead?
"I understand, Zhuang Lao..." Wang Dong'er murmured.
Zhuang Lao nodded. "All right. Go home for now. I'll look after Yuhao here."
"Thank you, Zhuang Lao!"
Wang Dong'er spoke gratefully. She glanced at Huo Yuhao, tucked the blanket around him, and left.
Zhuang Lao watched Wang Dong'er go and shook his head.
What on earth was going on?
Could it be that Wang Dong'er couldn't stand Huo Yuhao being close to Wang Chun'er?
Had she done that on purpose after they'd laid everything out today?
No... surely not. Given their relationship, she wouldn't go that far.
And what would Wang Chun'er do if she found out?
Hiss...
What a headache!
Forget it. This isn't something an old man like me should worry about. Let Yan Shaozhe and the others handle it.
Wang Dong'er thought it was just a little accident. Huo Yuhao only needed to sleep it off, and he'd wake up soon.
But two days passed, and Huo Yuhao still hadn't woken up.
Zhuang Lao examined him every morning and evening, but the result was always the same.
All of Huo Yuhao's bodily functions were normal, and his Soul Power was stable. His consciousness was simply sunk too deep to rouse.
"That shouldn't be possible..."
Zhuang Lao frowned deeply as he studied the unconscious Huo Yuhao.
What kind of shock could have left Huo Yuhao like this?
His body was perfectly fine, and his Mental Sea showed no obvious