The whole person looked incredibly fragile.
Fragile to the point that it seemed like a gust of wind could blow him away.
The people nearby hesitated for a moment, subconsciously taking a step forward, seemingly wanting to check on the situation.
But in the end, they stopped.
Yang Chenjin’s hand holding the medicine stiffened slightly, but he didn’t put the medicine down just because Ruan Qing looked pitiful.
The medicine had to be taken to suppress the toxins.
Otherwise, if this person died before the sacrifice, it would be a true death.
So, even if he seemed pitiful, Yang Chenjin couldn’t afford to be soft-hearted.
Ruan Qing leaned against the bedside, wiped the corner of his mouth with a tissue from the side, and spoke with a somewhat weak voice, “It’s okay, maybe I’m just not used to the taste.”
“I will try to get used to it.”
Yang Chenjin lowered his gaze slightly, looking at the medicine in his hand, scooped another spoonful and handed it over.
However, Ruan Qing still spat it out this time.
But he didn’t give up.
The people nearby watched him eat and vomit, enduring extreme discomfort but insisting on eating.
Anyone could see how strong his will to survive was.
Completely different from the lifelessness of the past two days.
Was he really that concerned about Yang Chenfeng?
No matter how hard Yang Chenyan tried this time, he couldn’t suppress the surge of anger. He turned around expressionlessly and left the room.
Although Ruan Qing spat out a lot, he managed to swallow quite a bit as well.
After tossing and turning for most of the night, everyone was a bit tired, including Ruan Qing.
The medicine should contain ingredients that soothe the nerves. After taking it, he felt his head becoming a bit hazy, and drowsiness continuously washed over him.
In any case, a considerable amount of clues have been obtained tonight, and there’s not much that can be done now. Ruan Qing let herself drift off to sleep.
He slept directly until noon, when it was time for lunch.
The servants were preparing to bring the food and medicine to Ruan Qing’s room when they saw him slowly coming down the stairs.
Upon seeing this, the servant immediately placed the food and medicine on the dining table.
They put it in front of the seat that Ruan Qing had been sitting in before.
The players had already taken their seats at the dining table, and there were two fewer people than last night.
Even Shen Baiyue, who hadn’t been seen for a long time, was sitting in her usual spot.
She saw Ruan Qing coming downstairs and obediently pulled the seat beside her.
Ruan Qing walked over.
Shen Baiyue looked at Ruan Qing with concern in her eyes and spoke softly, “Brother Yu Qing, are you okay?”
Ruan Qing nod his head, indicating that he was fine.
Although Ruan Qing said so, he actually didn’t look fine at all.
At this moment, Ruan Qing appeared weak, with no color on his face, looking like someone in poor health.
Yang Chenyan and Yang Chenjin appeared less than a minute after Ruan Qing sat down, but they didn’t come down from upstairs.
They came from the garden.
Their hands and clothes were stained with soil.
The players knew what the two had just been doing—planting vegetables.
Early in the morning, they saw the two and the servants busy in the garden, all for the sake of growing vegetables.
This scene made the players feel a bit surreal. Were these two really the bosses of this dungeon?
The players, met with disapproving looks from the two individuals, immediately averted their gazes.
Indeed, a boss was a boss, even if the boss was busy planting vegetables.
Yang Chenjin and Yang Chenyan did spend the entire morning in the garden.
Yesterday afternoon, the two tried to save the vegetables but were unsuccessful.
Even this morning, when they checked, the leaves of the vegetables had withered, giving a burnt feeling.
Even though Yang Chenjin didn’t understand how to grow vegetables, he knew this was abnormal.
So, the two planted new ones and went to find out the cause.
Upon hearing Ruan Qing coming downstairs, they returned.
When Yang Wenmin heard about it, he also came down from upstairs.
The three of them almost arrived at the dining table simultaneously.
Yang Chenjin paused for a moment as he passed by Ruan Qing, but ultimately took the seat to the right of the main seat.
Yang Chenyan, on the other hand, sat on the left side of the main seat.
The two of them left the main seat unoccupied.
It was obvious who it was reserved for.
However, no one expected Yang Wenmin not to take the main seat but instead sat beside Ruan Qing.
Upon witnessing this, the expressions of Yang Chenjin and Yang Chenyan darkened.
The hall fell silent instantly, and the atmosphere froze.
Even time seemed to come to a standstill at that moment.
The players also sensed the tense atmosphere, lowering their heads slightly, trying to diminish their presence.
However, the audience in the live stream room had no such reservations. They quickly sent barrage messages, observing the peculiar situation.
[Oh my goodness, what’s going on? It’s just been one night. Why does the atmosphere feel so wrong? What happened last night!? (Frustrated.jpg)]
[Sob, I want to know too. All I saw last night was a few players being chased by blood shadows. I didn’t see anything else.]
[Please, someone who’s livestreaming, follow my wife! Even if you can’t see anything, just looking at his face more would be good!]
[Don’t even mention it. Where he is, there must be a boss. Following him is just asking for death, right? It’s better to suggest to the game's main system to let NPCs also livestream.]
[Aren’t you talking nonsense? How can NPCs livestream? Won’t that reveal all the clues?]
Yang Chenyan, looking at Yang Wenmin sitting next to Ruan Qing, tightened the chopsticks in his hand, breaking them directly.
Yang Chenjin’s smile also faded quite a bit. He gently spoke to Yang Wenmin, “Father, elders should take the seat of honor. This makes me and Third Brother seem a bit disrespectful.”
Yang Chenjin didn’t actually expect Yang Wenmin to return to the main seat. So, after saying this, he stood up and walked to Shen Baiyue.
Yang Chenjin knocked on the table, and when Shen Baiyue looked up at him, he smiled and said, “Miss Shen, may I switch seats with you?”
Although Yang Chenjin’s tone was very polite, it didn’t allow any refusal.
Shen Baiyue, holding the doll tightly, had to give up her seat.
However, before Yang Chenjin sat down, someone was already in the seat.
It was Yang Chenyan.
The atmosphere in the hall became even quieter, so quiet that you could probably hear a pin drop.
[Friendly reminder, watching a livestream is supposed to be a breath of fresh air, but suddenly I feel like I can’t breathe. (Stunned.JPG)]
[Same here. Even through the screen, I can feel the tension.]
[Help, what’s going on with the Yang family’s three father and sons? Moreover, didn’t that Yang Wenmin just came back yesterday afternoon? What happened last night!?]
T/N: Have you rated the story on Novel Updates? The current rating is too low. (ಥ﹏ಥ) I know this story is not for everyone, but I think it still deserves a 4.3 or something. So, if you haven't rated it yet, please do so. Here's the link --> Beauty NPC. Thank you! ^^
