Walking far from Chengguang Hall, Hu Yanping suddenly stumbled a few times and then fell to the ground. Wuwei, who was walking beside him, was startled when he saw him fall, and quickly helped him up.
"Lord Zuo Daanhu, what's wrong with you?" As Wuwei helped Hu Yanping up, he noticed that Hu Yanping's face was covered in sweat, "Lord Zuo Daanhu, are you okay?"
Hu Yanping waved to Wuwei and said, "I'm fine..."
Wuwei saw that Hu Yanping was still leaning against him without straightening up, feeling somewhat puzzled.
"Lord Zuo Daanhu, you are sweating so much, are you really okay?" Could it be that Lord Zuo Daanhu has some serious illness that suddenly acted up.
"I'm really fine." Hu Yanping straightened up and took a handkerchief from his sleeve to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead and face.
"Are you sure you're okay?" Wuwei was still a bit worried, "When we get to the hostel, I'll call a doctor to take a look at you."
