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Chapter 401 Just get through this.
Nan Yu looked at Huo Junyan with some surprise.

"She agreed so easily?"

Huo Junyan replied lightly, "Mm."

A look of astonishment flashed in Nan Yu's eyes, and she seemed somewhat incredulous.

She had initially thought that someone like Gu Chuxin, with such a strong sense of self-preservation, wouldn't be able to stay so easily, and she was already thinking of contingency plans.

Unexpectedly, the head of the Huo family easily kept Gu Chuxin with his help.

"Patriarch Huo, thank you for helping me with this great favor."

When Huo Junyan saw her smile, her eyes crinkled, bright as a rose, he raised an eyebrow and said, "Miss Nan, you're too kind."

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his legs again.

It came even more fiercely than yesterday.

Huo Junyan immediately closed his eyes, relaxed his body, and prepared for the tough battle ahead.

Nan Yu saw his expression change and instantly guessed that it must be starting to take effect.

She immediately picked up a bowl of Chinese medicine, took a straw, and placed it to Huo Junyan's lips.

“Patriarch Huo, this pain may last for five hours. Please finish this bowl of Chinese medicine first, it will help you endure it.”

Huo Junyan opened his eyes again, his dark eyes revealing no discernible emotion.

He opened his mouth and began to drink the bowl of bitter Chinese medicine.

After he finished drinking it all, he closed his eyes again and began to quietly wait for the excruciating pain to begin.

But to his surprise, instead of experiencing excruciating pain, he was greeted with a sweet chocolate.

"Master Huo, have a piece of chocolate to ease the bitterness in your mouth."

Huo Junyan tasted the sweetness in his mouth, which completely suppressed the previous bitterness.

Despite his obvious aversion to sweetness, at this moment, he actually began to like it a little.

Nan Yu sat on the edge of the bed, observing Huo Junyan's condition, and then placed her hand on his wrist, paying close attention to his pulse.

Ten minutes later, Nan Yu could see Huo Junyan's leg muscles begin to twitch violently. She asked gently, "Does it hurt?"

Upon hearing this voice, Huo Junyan kept his eyes closed and shook his head, "It doesn't hurt."

Nan Yu felt the pulse under his fingers was the same as before, so it seemed that the pain was still within his tolerance range.

She continued to wait patiently.

Half an hour later, the muscles in Huo Junyan's legs started twitching more and more violently, and fine beads of sweat began to appear on his forehead.

But he merely pursed his lips and did not utter a sound of pain.

An hour later, large beads of sweat appeared on Huo Junyan's forehead, running down his cheeks and disappearing into the pillow and mask.

She pursed her lips and started biting her lower lip, and her body began to tremble slightly.

Nan Yu could also clearly feel his heartbeat, which was beating faster than before.

Two hours later, the pain was still increasing exponentially. Nan Yu could see the veins bulging on his neck, and the sweat on his head was pouring down like rain, completely soaking the pillow.

His handsome lips were bitten until they bled, and the blood droplets were extremely noticeable in the light.

Nan Yu bit her lower lip, took out a tissue, and kept wiping his cold sweat.

"Patriarch Huo, can you still hold on?"

Despite the throbbing pain in his temples, Huo Junyan still managed to concentrate and hear Nan Yu's words clearly.

He grunted, "Yeah, I can."

Seeing his unwavering determination, Nan Yu felt a sense of admiration.

"There are only three hours left. It might get even tougher from here on out, but once we get through it, it'll be over."

Nan Yu wiped his sweat again, her tone full of encouragement.

Huo Junyan smelled the comforting fragrance and tried his best to stay awake.

"it is good."