Afterward, he waved his hand, thinking it was the direction where Yixuan was, but did not know that there was nobody in the direction he waved to. "Yixuan, come help me out." Yixuan sighed, then steadied Third Brother. Hearing his footsteps coming from another direction, Third Brother tensed up even more on the spot. "Baobao, shall I come instead?" Yixuan looked at Dong Huiying, seeing a bewildered expression on her face. He couldn’t help but glance at Third Brother, only to find Third Brother sadly bowing his head, his handsome face already filled with gloom... After the two brothers entered the inn, Big Brother Liang Zhichen followed them inside. With many people, the Liang and Dong families together made up eleven people, and with Red Fei and the others, there were twenty or thirty, but the inn had too few rooms. Fortunately, Red Fei and her group were used to roughing it; as long as they had a place to sleep, they were content. In the end, everyone decided to squeeze together. Consequently, the final decision was that Dong Huiying, Mother Dong, Second Sister Dong, and Yun Ge would share one room. Xu Wenzhou and Little Brother Sannian would share another room, and the six Liang Family Brothers would stay in one room. As for the remaining few rooms, they were to be shared among Red Fei and the others. In one of the rooms on the second floor of the inn, Shujun sat on a stool. He reached to the side and touched a table, then continued to reach forward, feeling thirsty and wanting a drink of water, but he touched nothing. "Third Brother, let me!" Yixuan picked up the teapot and poured a cup of water for Shujun. When he handed the cup to Third Brother, he saw Third Brother in pain, clutching his head. "This isn’t right, not right, not right..." In the past, it was he who took care of his younger brothers, he who looked after Baobao, but now, because of a pair of eyes, everything seemed to have been taken from him. This isn’t normal, not normal, it shouldn’t be , this is not how it should be... Seeing him this way, Yixuan was deeply distressed. He placed the cup on the table and then pressed down on Shujun’s shoulders, "Third Brother, calm down!" "I..." His lips trembled, then he forced a smile, "I’m fine, I’m really fine." Yixuan turned his face away, "Stop saying that. Whether you are fine or not, you know very well inside. But have you forgotten? Baobao’s medical skills are very good, she can cure you, she definitely can! So..." So stop being , stop being in pain, stop being so sad; you’re just temporarily blind, everything is only temporary... Shujun became lost in thought, "Yes, yes... I can get better, I can still see..." He reached out and touched the corners of his eyes, but suddenly, with a hoarse voice and a hesitant expression, he asked, "But what if, one day... if one day I get an illness that even Baobao can’t cure, or this time, I don’t just go blind, but lose an arm, or a leg, or suffer amputation... What will I, Baobao, you all, become then?" Yixuan was at a loss for words, not knowing how to respond to him. Realizing he might have said the wrong thing, Shujun apologetically lowered his head, "I’m sorry..." he muttered softly. He hadn’t meant it, he didn’t want to hurt their hearts, but the dark cloud in his heart lingered, and his soul was sinking little by little... Just then, a set of footsteps approached from outside the door; Shujun recognized them as his Big Brother’s. Shujun clenched his fist, propping himself up with one hand on the table. With difficulty, as if summoning all his strength, he eventually managed to stand up with considerable effort. "Shu Yu, Haoming, Yue Ning, where are they? I haven’t heard them... I have something, I want to say to you all..."