The night, originally silent, turned chaotic once more.
Shang Ruyi immediately had Yu Wenye lie down on the bed and asked Wo Xue to fetch a cold towel. She intended to call for a doctor right away, but was stopped by Yu Wenye, whose breathing grew ever hotter.
He half-squinted his slightly reddened eyes from the fever and said drowsily, "At this time, don't cause a fuss."
"...!"
Shang Ruyi was instantly angered—what did he mean by fuss?
He was clearly the one with the fever; what was wrong with calling for a doctor? Even though he usually could neglect small illnesses and pains, they were in Fufeng now, with Xue Xian lingering outside. As the Great General, how could he not care about his own body?
Just as Shang Ruyi was about to reason with him, Yu Wenye furrowed his brow and said in a deep voice, "I am the Great General, spreading the news now would be unfavorable."
"..."
Shang Ruyi paused and then seemed to understand.
Yes, he was the Great General.
