Do you really think you can get me with just a banana?

Chapter 149 Excessive

Some people in the outside world have a deep aversion to the Immortal Sect, and this sentiment has also affected those disciples who left the Immortal Sect and joined Wangshuiling.

There were even rumors circulating in the martial arts world that Yan Ruchen took advantage of the situation to establish his own sect to satisfy his selfish desires.

However, Yan Ruchen took Qingmeng and fought several times with this group of reactionary rioters outside, and the voice was suppressed. But apart from this, there are still many follow-up matters that need to be dealt with urgently.

Guan Shanyu didn't know what he was worried about.

Perhaps it was so that he could live a more peaceful life after going down the mountain, and he hoped that Yan Ruchen could solve these troubles as soon as possible; or perhaps it was because this was the former territory of the demons, and Guan Shanyu always felt anxious when sleeping alone, and he felt safer when Yan Ruchen was in charge at Wangshuiling; or perhaps it was because the nights at Wangshuiling were too cold, and Guan Shanyu felt a little uncomfortable sleeping alone.

Anyway, no matter what the reason, Guan Shanyu felt that his brain was broken.

He was actually thinking about Yan Ruchen?

Is he crazy?

Guan Shanyu shook his head, packed up his things and walked towards the room.

The nights at Wangshuiling were exceptionally cold, several degrees lower than down the mountain. It was the winter solstice, and when I got up during the day at Wangshuiling, I could see thick frost covering the road and grass outside.

It must be because it's too cold, so they want to keep each other warm.

Guan Shanyu walked to the hut while reassuring himself that he suddenly thought of Yan Ruchen. In a trance, he saw a warm yellow light flash before his eyes.

Guan Shanyu blinked and looked carefully. The light came from his room. Under the candlelight, there was a shadow swaying on the window.

Yan Ruchen is back?

Guan Shanyu grinned, thinking that if he spoke of the devil, he would find him. He immediately ran forward, pushing open the door and shouting, "Yan Ruchen!"

The door opened, and there were three or four other people standing neatly inside.

Guan Shanyu's lips froze, and he looked at everyone in the room with a bewildered look on his face. Seeing this, Jin Yu hurried forward and pulled him to the bedside, saying anxiously, "We were just about to look for you. Ruchen is in trouble."

"What?" Guan Shanyu let go of Jin Yu's hand and hurried to the bed.

I saw Yan Ruchen lying quietly on the bed. His handsome face looked sickly pale, with almost no blush. His eyes were tightly closed. I don’t know if he was in pain or having a nightmare. Sweat was oozing from his forehead.

Guan Shanyu immediately held Yan Ruchen's hand. When their hands touched, he felt that his palms were covered with calluses. His hands were so rough that they didn't look like those of a young man. They looked like old tree roots dug out from the valley.

He looked down at Yan Ruchen in surprise and forgot to take his pulse for a moment. The only thing on his mind was that Yan Ruchen had not been hacked to death.

Guan Shanyu quickly scanned Yan Ruchen's body and found no obvious wounds, but he was worried that the wounds might be hidden in an inconspicuous part. After all, Yan Ruchen was wearing black clothes, so even if he was bleeding, it would be difficult to detect.

So Guan Shanyu hurriedly tried to lift up Yan Ruchen's clothes to see where the wound was, but Hu Qi, who was standing beside him, held down his restless hands and said, "Tsk!", "Don't take advantage of someone who's in trouble."

Guan Shanyu explained anxiously: "Let me see where the wound is on his body?"

Guyu replied from the side: "Shanyu, Ruchen is not injured. He suddenly fainted on the way up the mountain."

"Fainted suddenly?" Guan Shanyu asked again to confirm. Several people around him nodded. Guan Shanyu immediately turned around, grabbed Yan Ruchen's hand, and felt his pulse. After a while, he whispered, "It's because of overwork..."

Hu Qi repeated the question: "Overworked?"

Guan Shanyu turned to look at them and asked, "Didn't he get enough rest?"

Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment, and finally Guyu answered, "The situation down the mountain is complicated. Many lawless people have been smashing, looting, and burning the Immortal Sect. Ruchen has been helping to maintain order and ensure that no innocent people are harmed. In the past few days, he has hardly slept a wink..."

Jin Yu also added quietly: "It seems that he didn't eat much either."

Guan Shanyu then asked, "What's the situation down the mountain now?"

Hu Qi replied, "Now that Ruchen has stepped in, there will definitely be no problem. At least it will be quiet for the next three months."

Guan Shanyu sighed heavily and stared at Yan Ruchen's face as if glaring at him. Seeing this, Hu Qi asked, "What do you mean by sighing? Is he hopeless?"

Guan Shanyu turned around and glared at Hu Qi again, saying unhappily, "It's okay, he just didn't get enough rest. He should have a good sleep. I'll make him some medicine and he'll be fine when he wakes up."

Afterwards, Guan Shanyu reminded them: "If there is nothing particularly important these days, don't bother him. He is not a mule, how can he work all the time?"

"Hey! Who are you calling a mule!" Hu Qi was about to explode when he heard this. Seeing that Hu Qi was about to do something stupid again, Jin Yu and the others quickly covered Hu Qi's mouth and dragged him out, saying as they walked, "No problem, no problem, Shan Yu, I'll leave Ru Chen to you, and we'll go down."

After Jin Yu and the other man dragged Hu Qi out and closed the door, Guan Shanyu looked at Yan Ruchen on the bed again, raised his hand and pretended to hit him on the head, but he didn't feel satisfied, so he pinched Yan Ruchen's sickly face hard with his hand.

Yan Ruchen is now in a deep coma and is unaware of the outside world. No matter how Guan Shanyu pinches his face, he cannot wake up. However, Guan Shanyu unexpectedly discovers that although Yan Ruchen's palms are rough, his cheeks are extremely delicate.

After teasing Yan Ruchen for a while, Guan Shanyu finally calmed down a little, so he got up and went out to boil medicine.

Although it was only the hour of Xu, the wind outside was already biting cold. Many disciples stopped their work, wrapped themselves tightly in clothes, and hurried back to their quarters. Guan Shanyu quickly rushed to the dining hall and used the small stove to make some blood-tonifying medicinal soup for Yan Ruchen. Once the water boiled, he carried the scalding medicine bowl and hummed a song as he walked back to his quarters.

I had thought Yan Ruchen would be back in a few days, but I didn't expect that the very moment I thought of him in the afternoon, we'd meet that evening. Although the way we met wasn't what I had hoped for, it was still something to be happy about.

He was just overworked. He needed to rest for a few more days and take the blood-nourishing and calming medicine Guan Shanyu prepared for him for a few days to ensure that Yan Ruchen would be full of energy.

Guan Shanyu hurried back to his house and shut the door tightly, shutting out the cold outside. He poured the liquid medicine from the medicine cup into a bowl, then picked up the bowl and blew away the hot air. As he did so, he thought of something.

Yan Ruchen hasn't woken up yet, how can I feed him the medicine?

Did I boil the medicine too early?

Guan Shanyu was stunned for a moment. His mind was full of thoughts about Yan Ruchen's return and how to quickly make medicine for him. He didn't even think of this. Could it be that he was going to force the medicine down his throat? What if Yan Ruchen choked to death?

Thinking of this, he paused slightly while holding the bowl, frowned, and looked towards the bed with some worry. In the dim candlelight, he saw that the person on the bed had actually opened his eyes.

Guan Shanyu blinked, and after confirming that everything was correct, he quickly approached with the medicine bowl and called out, "Yan Ruchen?"

Yan Ruchen only half-opened his eyes at first, staring blankly ahead. Suddenly, he heard someone calling out, and slowly opened his eyes to see Guan Shanyu, a delighted man, approaching him, carrying something. He tried to raise his hands to sit up, but was startled to find his arms weighed down. He struggled futilely against the sheets for a few seconds, but couldn't get up.

Guan Shanyu quickly put down the medicine bowl, stepped forward to help Yan Ruchen up, took the other pillow on the bed and placed his head behind Yan Ruchen, asking him to lean on it. Facing Yan Ruchen's puzzled look, he explained, "You fainted from overwork. I made some medicine for you. Drink it and then have a good sleep."

Yan Ruchen's eyelids twitched slightly, and he repeated in confusion, "Overworked?"

Guan Shanyu nodded.

The candlelight illuminated Yan Ruchen's pale face, and a lingering sickness was visible between his eyebrows and eyes. Guan Shanyu sighed slightly, picked up the medicine bowl, scooped up a spoonful of liquid medicine, blew it cool, and handed it to Yan Ruchen's lips, saying, "Yes, you're almost done with the medicine, go back to sleep for a while."

Yan Ruchen looked up at him, met Guan Shanyu's somewhat worried eyes, and slowly swallowed the medicine. Guan Shanyu looked at Yan Ruchen's dark and wet eyes, and his heart tightened inexplicably. He quickly lowered his head and scooped up another spoonful of medicine.

But just as Yan Ruchen swallowed a mouthful, his brows furrowed, followed by a violent cough. His shoulders shook, and the shadow stretched on the wall also swayed.

Seeing this, Guan Shanyu immediately put down the medicine bowl and patted Yan Ruchen's back to help him breathe. After Yan Ruchen coughed a few times, his pale cheeks flushed. After his coughing subsided a little, Guan Shanyu touched Yan Ruchen's forehead with the back of his hand. After testing for a moment, he slowly said, "You have a slight fever. You may have caught a cold. Don't let it get cold at night, otherwise it will definitely be worse tomorrow."

After saying that, Guan Shanyu reached out and pulled the blanket beside him over to cover Yan Ruchen. Seeing this, Yan Ruchen picked up the medicine bowl placed beside him, blew on it a few times, drank it all in one gulp, and then fell backwards with some fatigue.

Guan Shanyu put the medicine bowl aside and tucked the quilt for Yan Ruchen, making sure it was tight and leak-proof. Then he told him, "Go back to sleep. Call me if you need anything."

Yan Ruchen looked at him in confusion and asked, "Where are you going?"

Guan Shanyu replied, "Your temperature is a little high. I'm afraid you might catch a cold tomorrow. I'll go get you some medicine first."

Seeing him turn around and leave, Yan Ruchen hurriedly grabbed him and said, "There's still time to prepare the medicine tomorrow. Stop struggling and talk to me."

Guan Shanyu turned around, tucked the quilt in for Yan Ruchen, and replied, "You should rest first. You must get more sleep if you're overworked. I'll talk to you tomorrow when you wake up, okay?"

Yan Ruchen looked unhappy, yet somewhat stubborn. He shook his head and said, "But I can't sleep."

Guan Shanyu sat down beside the bed and said patiently, "How could you not sleep? As soon as I closed my eyes, I fell asleep immediately."

Yan Ruchen smiled, shook his head, and said, "But on weekdays, I can only sleep for an hour at most, and then I can't fall asleep anymore."

Guan Shanyu's heart trembled when he heard this. He repeated it softly and asked, "Can you only sleep for one hour?"

Yan Ruchen nodded and said, "When I was at the Immortal Gate, I could sleep for two or three hours, but now I can only sleep for one hour. Is this why I'm not getting enough sleep?"

Guan Shanyu slowly turned his head, stared at the medicine bowl in front of him, and cursed inwardly.

grass.

Damn, he had forgotten that he had made such a setting for Yan Ruchen before.

In order to make the plot more exciting and highlight the characteristics of the protagonist, Guan Shanyu set many buffs on Yan Ruchen: for example, his ability to endure pain is different from that of ordinary people (no matter how you hit him, it doesn't hurt, and he can even laugh at you, "You haven't eaten, why are your hands so light"), he is very handsome (everyone from an eighty-year-old woman to an eight-year-old child will ask him if he can give you his contact information when they see him), he does not need sleep at all (the more he fights, the braver he becomes, and the more energetic he becomes. He is practicing martial arts while the enemies are sleeping), etc.

It was fun to write, but now Yan Ruchen in front of Guan Shanyu is a real person, so it doesn't look that fun anymore.

He really doesn't need sleep at all, working away with his eyes open 24 hours a day. This is a perpetual motion machine, not a human. How could a human being completely need no rest? If Yan Ruchen didn't need these normal routines, he would have become a god long ago, so why would he still need to cultivate immortality?

Guan Shanyu tilted his head, secretly pounding his chest. He blinked twice quickly before asking in a hoarse voice, "So what do you usually do when you can't sleep?"

Yan Ruchen lowered his eyes and thought for a moment, then slowly said, "Thinking about something, or perhaps, watching you sleep."

Guan Shanyu turned around and asked doubtfully, "Watching me sleep?"

Yan Ruchen nodded: "Things always have to be thought through, so sometimes I just watch you sleep, maybe it can make me sleepy."

Guan Shanyu lowered his head guiltily, looking at the pattern on the quilt, and whispered, "It's okay. I've been collecting medical books these days and learned a lot of new things. I'll go get you some medicine and give you two injections. I'll make sure you sleep well."

Yan Ruchen looked at him and smiled, nodded, and said, "I heard from Hu Qi that you are going to go down the mountain to open a clinic. You will definitely be a very good doctor in the future."

Guan Shanyu chuckled twice, then turned his head to look at Yan Ruchen's hands covered with scars and calluses, and was speechless.

The two of them were inexplicably silent for a while. Yan Ruchen moved his body, straightened up a little, and asked Guan Shanyu again, "Why don't you want to stay in Wangshuiling?"