บท 1622: The Voice from Lord

Qin Yu couldn't help but laugh when he heard Wen Wanchong's words.

He noticed that Wen Wanchong could act like a kid sometimes, but what he had said did make sense.

Qin Yu sat up with difficulty and still wanted to continue refining the pill, but the people around him came to him.

"Qin Yu, you should take a break now."

"Yeah, I'm afraid something will happen to you if you keep going."

"Everyone in Nanzhou sees you as their hope, and no one wants to lose you."

Qin Yu didn't say anything, for what these people had said made some sense.

Moreover, with Qin Yu's current condition, his efficiency would probably worsen and worsen if he continued to refine the pill. Moreover, he might even make mistakes.

Qin Yu nodded and said, "Alright, I'll listen to you guys and rest for a few days first."

After that, Qin Yu followed Wen Wanchong and returned to his room.

Once he got onto the bed, he quickly fell asleep.