What should I do if the protagonist of every world I travel to is sick?

"Young Master, I'm sorry to ask, who was the master of that sword technique you just learned? Is that person's surname Lu Mingyan?!"

Seeing that the man was about to leave, Song He quickly stepped forward and took Nan Xing's arm. While waiting for his reply, he seemed to have a new hope in his heart.

He had visited almost every doctor in the city in the past few days, but their advice and conclusions were all the same. He didn't believe the man had died like that...

He didn't believe it, so he just...

The trip has been delayed for several days, and today is the deadline. If he doesn't wake up...

"Song He?"

"Xiaoxing, wait a moment, let me talk to him."

Nan Xing glanced at the man, then obediently stepped down to let Lu Yan's spiritual body take over.

"You may find this ridiculous, but the situation is urgent. Take me back to where you are resting."

"Whether you believe it or not, sir, I now have a way to save the person you just mentioned. If you are willing to trust me, take me back."

Song He knew from his expression that this person was not lying. He even saw a hint of familiarity in his strange eyes. Although the appearance was completely different, it reminded him of that person.

His voice was a little choked, "You...why should I believe you."

Lu Yan suppressed his voice and whispered, "Qin Zhining has already sent someone to pass on the message. He might be discussing strategies with Wu Shoucheng now. Zhang Er has also gained Wu Shoucheng's trust and told the guys outside the country that they can start confusing the war situation on both sides..."

Song He's eyes were fixed on his face, not moving for even a moment, as if some answer was calling out in his heart.

Although the idea was, as he said, ridiculous.

Lu Yan was looked at by him as if that person was looking through his body and into his soul.

Lu Yan lowered his eyes. He didn't know how to directly express such bizarre things. Song He was always thoughtful, so maybe he would believe it...

For a long time... Song He stared into his eyes, and a smile slowly appeared in his eyes.

"Xiao Jinan..."

While Lu Yan was happy that Song He believed him, he also felt the recent fluctuations in his soul and body, as well as... the breath of 07786.

Lu Yan looked up and saw the man standing in the crowd. Pedestrians kept passing by his body, but he just had moist eyes and stared at him straightly.

"You're really hard for me to find, Lu Jinan."

Light bulbs lit up in Lu Yan's mind, and a bigger smile appeared on his lips.

That’s great, Song He found him, and 07786 also found him. It seems that 07786 has captured quite a lot of broken souls. It seems that the success rate of resurrection has increased again!

"Master...are you leaving..."

Lu Yan turned around and saw his little apprentice with his head down. Oh, he forgot to tell him.

Nanxing pulled at the corner of his clothes, and the clothes in her hands had already become wrinkled.

"Xiaoxing," Lu Yan supported his shoulders and spoke earnestly.

"I have something important to take care of, so I'll leave it to you from now on."

Nanxing looked at the floor without saying a word.

"Are you scared? Don't be afraid. They are all Master's good friends. Even if they really want to hurt you, Master will protect you."

Nan Xing forced a smile and said, "Axing can protect herself now, Master, don't worry."

Lu Yan smiled comfortingly and patted Nanxing's little head.

07786 followed them silently back to the hotel.

Lu Yan asked Song He to wait outside the door. Although he couldn't see, he still didn't want to be regarded as a psychopath by his brother.

07786 walked towards the people, and the soul-catching bag in his hand kept vibrating violently. It seemed that they also felt their main soul.

07786 opened the bag, and small balls of light flew out and flew towards Nanxing. Nanxing recited the spell that Lu Yan taught him, and soon all the small balls of light merged into Nanxing's body.

Lu Jinan's main soul gradually became stronger, and he felt the soul's body constantly replenishing its power.

Nanxing was feeling down, his eyes sweeping across a lost little fellow in a hidden corner. He glanced at the person in front of him who was closing his eyes and absorbing other light balls. He calmly moved his feet to block its figure.

The small ball of light silently penetrated into his soul body.

The clothes fluttered without wind, and Lu Jinan, surrounded by the power of faith, floated into the sky and gradually separated from Nanxing.

Nan Xing watched the man gradually disappear from his sight. The moment he finally left, he seemed to be trying desperately to rush out. He stretched out his hand, not knowing what he was trying to grab. Finally, he saw himself separated from his body. He looked at the person still lying on the bed in a daze.

07786 stuffed the extra soul back to its original place with one hand, then he fell to the ground and sat down, looking at this bright and spacious place, looking at every familiar area.

Wherever I go, the memories of that place flow out like tears, and I can't stop them.

That person is gone.

He couldn't see the man whether it was light or dark.

Just as he turned off the lights here again, a small ball of light popped out from his arms.

This is his breath.

He hugged the little ball of light tightly, but he felt a little uneasy in his heart, "What will happen to him without you?"

[Hmm?]

The little ball of light seemed to sense the person's unhappiness, so it kept inhaling air and inflating itself into a small balloon.

[Puff~Puff——]

In an instant, it bounced into the air and flew around as if it was punctured. Nanxing opened his arms anxiously and spun around on the ground. Finally, it fell from the air.

It fell into his arms again with a clang, like a flattened osmanthus cake.

Hearing Nan Xing's low laugh, the 'flattened osmanthus cake' came to life, jumped out of his arms, and turned back into a round little ball of light.

[Mmmmm~]

He looked at the people rushing in one by one from outside, his face undoubtedly full of excitement and anxiety. The person on the bed slowly opened his eyes.

Those beautiful eyes sparkled again.

He looked at Jun Yunchu, Qu Baiyuan, Song He and 07786 who were surrounding him. Lu Yan curled his lips slightly and poked his head out.

"Xiaoxing..."

Nanxing was immersed in his own world when he suddenly heard his own name.

The moment he raised his head, he found that everyone's eyes were following that person. He was startled and his ears suddenly turned red.

Lu Yan waved for him to come over, but he lowered his head, clutched the hem of his clothes and did not move.

Qu Baiyuan heard from Song He that it was Nanxing who rescued Lu Yan. Seeing the child's shy look, he must be shy. He put his arm around Nanxing's shoulder like a good brother and led him through the pass.

"Little brother, it's all thanks to you, otherwise Jin An wouldn't be able to come back!"

"Yes, thanks to you, otherwise we would all think that Lu Yan really..." Qu Boyuan also looked at Nan Xing with a smile.

"Pooh, pooh, pooh, Qu Boyuan, stop being so mean and say something nice!"

Qu Boyuan looked at Jun Yunchu's angry expression, chuckled and pretended to slap his mouth, "Okay, okay, I said the wrong thing. Lu Yan is a man who dares to face him in the court. How can such a small setback be difficult for him?"

Everyone laughed. Song He sat down in front of Lu Yan's bed and greeted him softly, "You're really back."

Lu Yan smiled and pushed him, "Otherwise, the one talking to you now must be a ghost!"

Then Jun Yunchu shouted, "Slap Lu Yan, how shameless!"

Several people were laughing and joking, and there was laughter all over the place.

Nanxing bit his lower lip and said nothing. This was the first time he felt this kind of atmosphere in a group, and he should laugh along now.

Seeing his little disciple's nervousness and helplessness, Lu Yan climbed down from the bed and took Jun Yunchu back to his side. After Nan Xing felt the familiar breath around him, the uneasy feeling gradually stabilized.

He looked up at the person in front of him, and their eyes met.

Nan Xing's face felt slightly hot. This was the first time he had seen his master's real appearance at such a close distance. It turned out that there were some differences between his master in spirit and his master in reality.

"Proudly introduce, this is my apprentice, Nanxing."

Lu Yan has typical peach blossom eyes. When he smiles, the corners of his eyes turn up, and when his chin is slightly raised, he looks more like a little animal. He looks arrogant but also gives the impression of being coaxed by him.

"I didn't expect that your apprentice saved you after you fainted. Lu Yan, ah Lu Yan, tsk tsk tsk..."

"There's a sequence in learning, and there's specialization in skills. Brother Yunchu, seeing you again, you're really becoming more and more despicable!"

Song He teased, "Hey, Xiao Jinan is here!"

This time even Nanxing laughed softly.

07786 Leaning against the door, looking at this group of people full of high spirits, I suddenly felt that humans are really amazing creatures.

A few days ago, these people were still in dire straits and each was acting on their own.

Jun Yunchu was actually very happy. He just wanted to talk to this person for a few more words. Now looking at that smiling face, he felt that it was enough.

For the people you care about, it’s enough to just see them.