The practitioners in white clothes surrounding them all died.

As a result, everyone brought by Qi Yuanbin was killed.

Chen Hetu then put away the Dragon Sword, and then said softly to the frightened teenagers in the yard: "Are you okay? If not, please help carry them back to their rooms."

"It's okay, Master!"

There were some brave ones among these teenagers. They ran to Dugu Qingyi, Xiaoer, Zhou Qin, Liu Bubug and others, and then carried them into the room.

After they returned to the room, Chen Hetu didn't have time to heal his wounds, so he explored room after room.

He actually came to Dugu Qingyi's room.

He was the most seriously injured.

He walked to the bed and looked at Dugu Qingyi, who was lying on the bed with a pale face.

Chen Hetu murmured: "Brother, please don't let anything happen to you!"

Then, he checked Dugu Qingyi's injuries.

There were at least twenty wounds on his body. Fortunately, after taking the elixir, the bleeding was stopped.

But the white flesh on the wound still made Chen Hetu frightened to see it.

There was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

At the same time, I felt a little guilty.

"Why!"

Chen Hetu took out bandages and other things, bandaged Dugu Qingyi's wound, and then gave Dugu Qingyi a pill before preparing to go out.

At this moment, Chen Hetu suddenly noticed that there were beads of sweat streaming down Dugu Qingyi's forehead.

"Huh? What's going on? Is the wound infected and you have a fever?"

Chen Hetu touched Dugu Qingyi's forehead.

"It's not burning!"

Then, he began to take Dugu Qingyi's pulse.

It didn't matter what his pulse was. He immediately found that Dugu Qingyi's pulse was very chaotic and the blood in his body was boiling.

"What's going on?"

Chen Hetu has never encountered such a situation.

Just when Chen Hetu was puzzled, the door of the room opened, and Yun Xiaoyue, Shen Tianlu, and Chen Buhui walked in.

They saw Chen Hetu frowning and asked hurriedly: "What's wrong? Dugu Qingyi's injury has worsened again?"

Chen Hetu nodded, then shook his head.

This made Yun Xiaoyue and the others a little confused.

"What happened?" Yun Xiaoyue asked again.

Chen Hetu groaned and said: "His wounds are healing, but his pulse is abnormal and the blood in his body is boiling. He seems to be suffering from great pain."

"Why is this? Could it be that you took too many pills?" Yun Xiaoyue asked doubtfully.

Chen Hetu shook his head and said: "It's not like that. What's more, the pills I gave him were all refined by myself. They are mild in nature and will not cause him to have such a reaction."

"Then what's going on?" Yun Xiaoyue walked to the bed and looked at Dugu Qingyi.

I saw that Dugu Qingyi was trembling all over, and there were more and more beads of sweat on his forehead.

This made Yun Xiaoyue a little worried.

At this time, Shen Tianlu walked around Chen Hetu and walked to the bedside. He glanced at Dugu Qingyi, then stretched out his hand to feel the pulse, with a smile on his face.

After seeing Shen Tianlu smile, Chen Hetu and Yun Xiaoyue looked at him in confusion.

Before the two of them could send a message, Shen Tianlu said: "Don't worry, he's fine..."

"Is everything okay?" Yun Xiaoyue stared at her big eyes and said, "Then why is he shaking all over and there are so many beads of sweat on his forehead?"

Chen Hetu said nothing, but his eyes were full of curiosity.

Shen Tianlu did not answer Chen Hetu and Yun Xiaoyue.

Instead, he asked: "Is this young man lying on the bed named Lonely?"

Hearing Shen Tianlu's words, Chen Hetu and Yun Xiaoyue were immediately frightened.

Who is this Shen Tianlu, and how does he know so much about the people around them?

Even Dugu Qingyi knows?

Thinking of this, Chen Hetu asked: "How do you know his surname is Lonely?"
Chapter completed!