"You're better, my Lu'er! You're really better!"
The woman grew visibly excited as she watched her grandson's complexion improve before her eyes.
Ying Huaixu said nothing. He lay on a lounge chair outside the courtyard instead.
Better?
Better, my ass.
These people were all just people who still clung to a few lingering obsessions.
All Ying Huaixu had done was use a potion to give the little boy a final rally before death.
Originally, Ying Huaixu had not wanted to treat him.
He had planned to leave that job to Ye Ningshuang.
But Ying Huaixu feared that if he did not treat the boy and the child really died, something might change afterward.
So in the end, Ying Huaixu treated the child on Ye Ningshuang's behalf first, then planned to have the boy wait with him for her.
However, when Ying Huaixu glanced at the map, he found that Ye Ningshuang and the others still had not moved. He had not even received any experience notifications in the background, which left him feeling rather helpless.
"What are these people doing?"
Ying Huaixu was a little curious.
In the end, he could only keep waiting.
But after waiting for three days, Ying Huaixu began to question his life.
Even now, Ye Ningshuang and the others still had not moved at all, as if they had frozen.
Ying Huaixu could not help scratching his head.
"Surely the real world can't have bugs too!"
Lu'er, whom Ying Huaixu had treated, brought him meals every day.
Ying Huaixu had no intention of engaging with the boy, and the boy did not try to talk to him either.
But today, the boy's grandmother was not home. When he brought Ying Huaixu some tea, he could not help saying, "Immortal master, there's actually something I'd like