"Then I'm all right as well," Gu Yun muttered, leaning on his elbow to climb up on his own, letting a few people circling around him to take off his armor. Feeling slightly more comfortable, he carelessly swept away the sweat-soaked hair sticking to his face: "Whether it is a cold or a fever, it will pass after taking the medicine and sweating it out.”

Huo Dan did not know the whole story, standing on the side wondering why their Marquis decided to live and die together with a grey-haired mouse. But Chang Geng understood, his eyes glinting. He pressed Gu Yun onto the bed, not letting him move about: "Leave everything to me."

He motioned for Huo Dan to step down first, then began to pull off Gu Yun's clothes that were wet enough to wring out water. Gu Yun's body was soft, and he felt dizzy as soon as he opened his eyes. He had no choice but to close his eyes and lean aside, letting him do whatever. His breathing was a little erratic, making him appear somewhat weak.

Chang Geng's hand shook as soon as his outer and middle garments were removed.

Gu Yun's thin undergarment was already soaked through with sweat, resembling a layer of garlic skin. Nothing could be hidden. His chest and waistline that should have been covered became all the more exposed. Somehow, Chang Geng felt that this was even more fatal than the last time when Gu Yun jumped directly into the hot spring in front of him.

Chang Geng's heart beat like thunder for a moment. He dared not take anything off anymore. He pulled a quilt over and wrapped it around Gu Yun, taking out a set of clean clothes and putting it next to him. He whispered with a pleading tone: "Yifu, would you mind changing the rest by yourself?"

Gu Yun did not fall ill often after becoming an adult, but once in a while as it happened, it always seemed to be especially serious. Smoke emitting from his seven orifices, his ears were ringing. He waved his hand powerlessly at Chang Geng, complaining, "When is it already? You really..."

Chang Geng stood aside, averting his gaze. His embarrassment caused Gu Yun to feel uncomfortable himself. They were silent for a moment, Chang Geng then awkwardly said, "I'll go make the medicine for you."

He turned around and left, eventually giving both men a little relief.

After Gu Yun had laid down for a while, his thoughts were quickly stirred by the high fever into a pot of porridge, everything was poured into the mix. On one hand, he thought, What on earth should I do with this kid Chang Geng?

On the other, he thought, The Black Iron Camp retreated to Jiayu Gate, the brothers who lost their lives have no one there to collect their bodies even if they were wrapped in only a piece of horse leather.