"Cough, brother Ye Kong, I'm ok." Lying on his couch, Lu Qin coughed and said, "brother Ye Kong, did it delay your practice? I really don't care. Cough It's just a little bit of cold. "

Lu Qin's face is not very good. Her lips are white and hair is dry. There is abnormal purples on her face. Ye Kong touches her forehead with her hand, which is a little hot.

"seems to be suffering from the cold." Leaf empty nods, sits to the bedside, concerns a way, "the weather is so hot, how can you suffer the wind cold, be afraid of the heat to be greedy for cool...