Although Lin Junhe was very excited by the result of a blessing in disguise.

However, many problems still lingered in his heart.

I have just started the Qing Emperor’s End of Life, but how did I suddenly reach the first level of Great Perfection, or even reach the level of condensed Qing Emperor’s End of Life?

After all the time, a thought came to Lin Junhe's mind that made him feel crazy.

Could it be that the shortcut to practicing this technique is...

Self-harm?

Let your physical condition reach the brink of collapse and prompt the instinct of the Qing Emperor's Integrity Art that you have practiced?

After thinking of this possibility that made him feel crazy, Lin Junhe felt that this was the most likely explanation at the moment.

However, if you have any specific details, you can only wait for a while before trying. You can't break your legs to verify this possibility now.

If you prove that you were wrong afterwards, it would be too stupid. You will become the first immortal to break your legs...

Just as Lin Junhe was thinking excitedly in his mind, Shen Xiangling had already returned and brought a bowl of hot white porridge.

Although it was just a bowl of white porridge and a little side dishes that Shen Xiangling personally pickled, Lin Junhe ate it with great relish.

Seeing Lin Junhe eating voraciously, Shen Xiangling couldn't help but smile with his little head. For the cook, the happiest thing was to watch the person who was eating so satisfied.

After a meal of white porridge that I didn't know if it was dinner or midnight snack, Lin Junhe looked at Shen Xiangling who was tidying up the tableware.

"You've been taking care of me before?"

Shen Xiangling nodded, and then wrote down something with paper and pen.

"You've been burning before, and your whole body is very hot."

Looking at the beautiful self in this line of work, Lin Junhe could already think of Shen Xiangling's appearance of using a wet towel to cool herself up.

After looking at the dark night outside, Lin Junhe suddenly grabbed Shen Xiangling who was about to walk outside.

"Let me do it when washing the dishes, go and rest quickly."

Shen Xiangling shook her head, as if she was saying it was okay, but Lin Junhe firmly snatched the tableware in her hand.

This made Shen Xiangling slightly stunned, but she still showed a happy smile.

She could feel Lin Junhe's concern for her, and besides Qin Dahai, Lin Junhe was the first person to care about her.

Immediately, Shen Xiangling was no longer stubborn, so he followed Lin Junhe to the "living room" and then pieced together several benches.

Looking at the benches that were pieced together, Lin Junhe couldn't help but be stunned and thought of something.

"A few days ago, did you sleep here?"

Shen Xiangling nodded, as if he had become accustomed to it, but nothing unusual.

However, Lin Junhe couldn't help but sigh in his heart again, and he remembered that there were only two beds in the house, and he occupied the place where he slept. Why didn't he have to sleep on benches?

Immediately, Lin Junhe pushed Shen Xiangling into her room with a serious look on his face.

"From today on, you sleep inside and I sleep outside."

When Shen Xiangling heard this, she was immediately anxious.

"But... you are a patient..."

When Lin Junhe hurriedly picked up the paper and wrote this sentence, he saw that while being moved by Shen Xiangling's gentleness, he shook his head and lit up the muscles on his arm.

"See I look a little like a patient now. Go and have a good rest quickly. You have to go to class tomorrow, right?"

Although Shen Xiangling was surprised by Lin Junhe's incredible recovery, she still shook her head.

In her concept, although many people seem healthy on the surface, they are not healthy at all.

For example, her grandfather Qin Dahai is like this.

She only recently learned that her grandfather was notified by a critical illness by the doctor three years ago. With his body, he could never do any high-intensity work anymore.

Otherwise, it might be tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow.

But in the past three years, Qin Dahai has never shown any abnormality. He gets up early and goes to bed late to pick up rags to provide her with food and drink and study.

If she hadn't accidentally found the critical illness notice hidden by Qin Dahai while cleaning, she might not have known the cruel truth until Qin Dahai died of illness.

"But...I'm really fine..."

Lin Junhe smiled bitterly, but he didn't expect that he would be so worried.

While feeling a little happy inexplicably, Lin Junhe was still ready to continue to refuse.

As a big man, you can sleep on the floor without any problem, but Shen Xiangling is not good enough.

But Lin Junhe was very stubborn, but Shen Xiangling was even more stubborn than him. When Lin Junhe wanted to say something else, she directly pulled Lin Junhe and refused to let him go.

This made Lin Junhe laugh and cry.

Finally, after Shen Xiangling's stubborn request, Lin Junhe could only agree to an unprecedented request.

Sleep together.

Although Lin Junhe naturally had no evil thoughts, when he could not help but regretted it when he agreed helplessly and really squeezed into the small bed that was only one meter wide with Shen Xiangling.

Although he treated Shen Xiangling as a sister, she was still a young girl in the flowery season after all, and it was somewhat inappropriate for her to live in the same room, let alone a bed and sleeping together.

Just lying beside me, the faint fragrance that penetrates into my nose makes me feel a little guilty.

Taking a deep breath, Lin Junhe leaned his body sideways, maintaining the distance from Shen Xiangling to the greatest extent, and then began to silently operate the Qing Emperor's Eternal Life Art in his body to avoid being too embarrassed.

On the other hand, although Shen Xiangling said something like sleeping together in anger before.

But now that he was really lying on the same bed with Lin Junhe, Shen Xiangling couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

It’s not that she regretted sleeping with Lin Junhe, but that when she thinks about it now, it’s too shameless to make such a request from a girl’s house.

Just looking back, her little face turned red, and even her neck was flushed.

The masculine aura that came from Lin Junhe made her even more shy, and she wanted to find a hole to crawl in.

However, she was still too tired after all and soon fell asleep.

The night soon became deeper.

And the night was short, not long, and when Lin Junhe opened his eyes again, he couldn't help but be stunned.

What's the situation?

At this time, as soon as he opened his eyes, he saw a scene that made his brain almost unable to operate.
Chapter completed!