Fang Li, having rushed on the road for several days, spent yesterday drinking and fooling around with Widow Yang, knelt through the night, and came down with fever and headache. He was so drowsy and listless he couldn't get up. Old Scholar Fang prepared medicine for him, and as long as he didn't die, he was to continue copying "The Rules of Disciple".
Fang Zhi came over, was not allowed to see Fang Li, and loudly called out for Brother Fang.
Fang Li wanted to respond, but seeing Old Scholar Fang's stern face, he dared not make a sound.
"Brother Fang! Brother Fang! I heard you're seriously ill, and you haven't seen a doctor. I'm worried about you, brother, so I came to see you!" Fang Zhi shouted loudly.
Fang Liuming came out with a cold expression.