Tong Ran did not answer, but just went straight upstairs.

The servant brought the hot medicine to her, and Tong Ran leaned on the bed. After hesitating for a while, he still picked it up and drank it.

She lay back on the bed, and the high fever had just subsided. She was extremely heavy, and she squinted her eyes and fell asleep in a daze.

The servant opened the door gently and looked at it, then went downstairs to report, "Mr. Mo, she's gone to bed."

Mo Beiyan nodded, and he stood up, "Look at it carefully, don't let her run out."

"yes."

Mo Beiyan went back to his room and changed his clothes. He picked up the car key and went out.

...

Chen's Manor.

There are large pieces of herbs hanging outside the main entrance, shaking green onions. The manor is huge, close to the Hui-style buildings. The back is conveniently connected to the spreading mountains, filled with various rare treasures.

Mo Beiyan parked the car at the door, and a doorman came over to open the car door, "Who are you looking for?"

Mo Beiyan threw the car keys to them, "Let me see Brother An."

The doorman looked at him and hurriedly stopped him, "You can't go in..."

Mo Beiyan ignored it. He pushed the door and stepped in. The manor was full of Chinese knots, and the word An was written in the middle of each knot.

The doorman hurriedly found someone, and the butler saw it, "Big Master."

Mo Beiyan looked at him, "Where is my brother?"

The butler lowered his head and did not speak.

Mo Beiyan withdrew his gaze and turned around and walked inside.

Outside the Chen family ancestral hall, rows of red candles lit on both sides and spread throughout the ancestral hall, shaking so much that Mo Beiyan stepped into the gate of the ancestral hall and smelled a strong smell of medicine.

He frowned and walked in along the lit red candle.

The ancestral hall was transformed into a large glass room, with a bed in the center. Chen An lies on it with his eyes closed, and he used different thin lines to drop all around him, dyeing the entire glass room red.

A man was kneeling beside the plaque below.

The candle light reflected on the man's delicate face, making mottled shadows. Mo Nanjue kneeled in a straight posture, his hands were hanging beside him, and his peach blossom eyes were lightly closed.

Mo Beiyan had just walked in and followed the housekeeper for fear of causing trouble, so he quickly explained, "The eldest young master, the second young master voluntarily knelt here, not forced by our Chen family..."

"I know."

Mo Beiyan walked into the ancestral hall. He put away the frivolity in his eyes and raised his gaze and looked into the glass room.

Mo Nanjue did not move. Seeing this, Mo Beiyan walked over and knelt beside him. He closed his eyes, closed his hands and raised them up, "Brother An, I wish you to wake up soon."

Mo Nanjue still didn't move.

Mo Beiyan opened his eyes and glanced at him, "Have your soul flew to the west?"

Mo Nanjue did not open his eyes, he looked cold, "What are you doing?"

"Look at Ang."

"He doesn't need you to see."

"Hey, Jue, why are you so fierce?" Mo Beiyan suddenly leaned over, "If Brother An and I fell off the cliff, which one would you save?"

"I'll kick you down."

“…”

Mo Beiyan stood up, he patted his knees, "Okay, I'll have a waste of time. Just treat your woman to my house. I didn't say that, her neck is quite fragrant, and it's smooth to kiss..."

Mo Nanjue suddenly opened his eyes, he stood up on the ground, grabbed Mo Beiyan's collar, "What did you say?!"
Chapter completed!