31. No time left
Shi Lang takes the bowl of medicine and tries to get Run Yu to drink it. Did he get a few drops down his throat? Or did he spill most of it down his collar? He can’t really tell. Run Yu is not responding to anything. The fever is keeping him in a coma of sorts. Shang Yi is pacing the length of the tent. The boy worries for his brother. He hasn’t slept or eaten anything. Shi Lang doesn’t get tired as easily, but the boy is slowly getting on his nerves. One more day of this and he’ll be responsible for two motionless guys. This is not the life he envisioned. “Guards!” Shi Lang calls out. He waits for the two private guards to peek inside, then he zaps Shang Yi with a bolt. His disciple was asking for it. He might be angry with him later, but right now, he needs to cool off. “Take him to hi
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