C1171 A Storm of Eight Hundred and Eighty-four

Gao Zijun took Xuan's pulse. Xuan looked at Xin Yi worriedly. "Don't worry about me. I don't feel uncomfortable at all. It's fine, and Old Bai is your master. I'll be fine!"

"Senior brother, how is Yun Xuan?" Xin Yi looked anxiously at Gao Zijun. "Is the poison serious?"

Gao Zijun frowned, then looked at Xin Yi and shook his head, "Yiyi, I can't say for sure