Upon seeing An Yiyun's pale face, extremely weak and lying on the bed, Gong Le rushed to the bedside with great concern: "Brother Yun, what illness did you catch? Just yesterday, you seemed perfectly fine."
An Yiyun weakly smiled and reassured Gong Le: "Lele, don't worry. Brother Yun is alright. Brother Yun just stayed up late dealing with state affairs last night and caught a cold. A couple of days' rest and I'll be fine. Cough, cough, cough..." As he spoke, An Yiyun started coughing violently.
Gong Le, witnessing this, became even more worried: "When I caught a cold last time, it wasn't as severe as yours, Brother Yun."
An Yiyun weakly smiled again: "Brother Yun's health can't be compared to yours. Brother Yun is just a useless person."
"An Yiyun!" An Yiqing immediately shouted angrily, calling his fourth brother by name. The warning in his voice was very obvious. He really disliked his brother calling himself a useless person.
