Brother Xie, he is too popular. What should I do?

Although I have been chatting with Senior Brother Mei for a long time, it is only afternoon now.

The sunlight is relatively soft, and the door of the treatment room is a traditional wooden door, with the lower half being covered with solid wood and the upper half being a grid made of a slightly translucent material.

People were standing at the door, and some outlines could be seen.

From the light and shadow coming through the wooden door, it can be seen that the person coming should be a woman, who is tall and thin.

Who is coming?

Senior Brother Mei crossed his legs and boasted to Xie Yunhe.

"Don't disbelieve me, Senior Brother. This guy must be coming to see me, your Senior Brother. Hey, my charm is just that great."

While shouting: "Come in!"

The figure paused, then opened the door.

"Squeak-"

The wooden door of the sanatorium was pushed open.

A figure dressed in red walked in with the light behind him.

Her skirt was as fiery as fire, fluttering with her steps, just like her.

Looking up, you can see that the person is wearing half a mask.

This, this, this familiar red, this familiar mask!

Isn’t this Ling Jiaojiao, the jewel in the crown of Sect Leader Ling?

Why did this plague god come?

Senior Brother Mei lowered his raised legs and quietly retracted them into the quilt.

Only a pair of eyes were exposed, watching the current situation from under the quilt.

There was a hint of cunning and vulgarity in his eyes.

Xie Yunhe didn't have time to look at Senior Brother Mei. When he saw Ling Jiaojiao, he was a little surprised.

Xie Yunhe: "Senior Sister Ling?"

Ling Jiaojiao said "hmm".

Without saying anything, he walked over to Xie Yunhe and sat down.

Silently put down a basket.

Only then did Xie Yunhe notice that Ling Jiaojiao was holding a basket in her hand.

The basket contains some... spiritual fruits?

"I just came to see if you were dead."

Ling Jiaojiao said lightly.

Ling Jiaojiao seemed calm, but she was extremely nervous inside.

He had heard that Senior Brother Qin would be back today, and he had planned to meet Senior Brother Qin by chance.

But suddenly he received a message from his father.

The message briefly talked about the situation in Baihua City and told him that he would not be able to come back in the next few days. It asked Ling Jiaojiao to stay in the sect and not go out during this period.

Sect Leader Ling also casually mentioned Xie Yunhe: "You knew that Xie Yunhe before, and he was injured in this incident."

Ling Jiaojiao was very angry when she heard that such a thing had happened in Baihua City.

Those monsters were so brave that they actually attacked the Tianjian Sect.

Now I hear there is something about Xie Yunhe?

Ling Jiaojiao couldn't help but ask, "How is he? How is his injury?"

Sect Leader Ling was a little surprised. His Jiaojiao was still concerned about this matter?

Looks like you made some friends?

"Venerable Zhiwu used a tool to treat him. You've seen that magic tool. The white cloth covered the boy's entire body, which means he was seriously injured, at least all over his body. However, he should have returned to the sect's medical hall for treatment by now, so he shouldn't be in serious trouble."

Ling Jiaojiao didn't pay much attention to what was said afterwards.

All I could think about was Xie Yunhe’s injury.

After knowing the news, he should have ignored it.

He and Xie Yunhe are not familiar with each other, so why should he care about him?

He has already given the other party a lot of resources in exchange for saving his life, which can completely offset the favor.

Thinking of this, Ling Jiaojiao began to feel at ease.

That’s right!

Ling Jiaojiao began to practice meditation again.

After a while, he got up again in annoyance.

Walking around the room.

He didn't know why, but he felt uneasy when he imagined Xie Yunhe lying miserably in a pool of blood.

I can’t continue practicing anymore.

Otherwise, he should go and take a look?

I was about to go out, then turned back.

He took out a basket and put all the spiritual fruits from the fruit plate on the table in the living room into it.

She couldn't go empty-handed, as if she, the daughter of a sect leader, was so poor.

He remembered his father saying that these spiritual fruits were very nutritious.

If Sect Leader Ling saw this scene, he would probably call Ling Jiaojiao a spendthrift!

Then he fainted in front of his house.

This was indeed the case. A few days later, Sect Leader Ling saw the bare plate on the table and asked Ling Jiaojiao what was going on.

Only he and Ling Jiaojiao lived in the master's palace. Could it be that Jiaojiao ate them all?

Ling Jiaojiao: "I gave it away as a gift. Isn't it just some spiritual fruit?"

Sect Leader Ling: "Hmm? Hmm???"

Suddenly felt a little dizzy.

Isn’t it just a little spiritual fruit?

Ahhhhh!

His Glazed Fruit, his Jade Sea Fruit, his Purple Yao Fairy Peach...

Each spiritual fruit is worth thousands of spirit stones.

Of course, these are all things that happened later. Fortunately, he doesn’t know about them for now.

After clearing all the spiritual fruits on the table, Ling Jiaojiao came to the medical hall. After asking the medical practitioner, she learned about Xie Yunhe's sanatorium.

He came here without caring about his relatives and was still hesitating at the door.

Then I heard a strange and loud voice coming from inside: "Come in!"

Ling Jiaojiao: Hmm? Wrong sanatorium?

Who is this guy with a duck voice?

He pushed open the door and looked to the left, only to see Xie Yunhe, wrapped in white cloth all over his body and with a look of surprise on his face.

Ling Jiaojiao's mind went blank for a moment. Is this man really so badly injured?

He didn't pay attention to what he said. After putting the fruit basket down, both sides fell silent.

Xie Yunhe looked at the fruit basket that was stuffed to the brim.

These spiritual fruits looked different from the ones he saw in the sect’s market, which cost one spiritual stone per pound. They seemed to have a stronger spiritual energy and were definitely not ordinary items.

Recalling Senior Sister Ling's temperament, Xie Yunhe smiled.

"Senior Sister Ling, are you here to visit me?"

Xie Yunhe looked at Ling Jiaojiao and asked.

"I told you, I just came to see if you were dead."

Ling Jiaojiao's tone was quite cold and hard.

No, he didn't come to see Xie Yunhe.

As long as he doesn't admit it, it's not true.

"You are still too weak, that's why you were injured by the monster."

Ling Jiaojiao looked Xie Yunhe up and down.

He continued speaking without meaning anything.

I felt a little regretful as soon as I finished saying it. Was his tone too harsh?

At first glance, this sentence sounds like a mockery.

But Xie Yunhe has learned to pick out the key points from Senior Sister Ling's words.

It may sound unpleasant, but what I said is very pertinent. Isn't it because I'm too weak?

If Xie Yunhe in Baihua City had reached the Nascent Soul stage, he wouldn't have to go through the pain of having his meridians damaged due to his cultivation being forcibly raised, he wouldn't have temporarily lost contact with the system, and he wouldn't have to lie in the infirmary's infirmary.

He is indeed too weak.

"Senior Sister Ling is right."

Xie Yunhe humbly accepted the advice.

Seeing Xie Yunhe's reaction was a bit beyond Ling Jiaojiao's expectations. He knew that Xie Yunhe's words were sometimes unpleasant and direct, and many people didn't like him.

Unexpectedly, Xie Yunhe didn’t seem angry?

"Three months from now, in the Gulan Secret Realm, you'll need to follow me closely and I'll guide you through it."

This is a team invitation.

Xie Yunhe was surprised, and then agreed.

In the original plot, Xie Yunhe and Ling Jiaojiao did not act together.

But Xie Yunhe is not afraid now. A dead pig is not afraid of boiling water. He has changed more than just this plot.

With characters like Ling Jiaojiao who play a larger role, the probability of encountering Qin Yu in the secret realm increases sharply.

After chatting for a few more sentences, Ling Jiaojiao left.

He had met the person, received the spiritual fruit, and talked to her. He had no reason to stay any longer.

After everyone left, Xie Yunhe was still looking at the basket of spiritual fruits.

Suddenly, he felt a resentful gaze, which seemed to be piercing Xie Yunhe directly.

"Okay, boy, you want to be the headmaster's son-in-law?"