After Zhu Yu changed her clothes, she returned refreshed from behind the screen and went to check on Lu Qing near the bed, but he had already fallen into a deep sleep again.
Zhu Yu tried to take Lu Qing's pulse. She couldn't accurately determine it like Yan Daoxin, and could only gauge his general condition from the pulse.
Lu Qing's pulse was slightly weaker than usual but was generally stable.
It seemed that what he said earlier was not merely to comfort people. The guard truly took care not to inflict excessive harm when administering the beating, and judging by the situation, it didn't hurt his organs, causing life-threatening internal injuries.
Yet, even without internal injuries, the amount of blood from the torn skin was indeed considerable, and people tend to become drowsy after losing blood, hence Lu Qing was now sleepily slumbering, barely conscious.
