"What should we do?" Du Yu's mind raced, "Should we move Senior Brother Fu out of the ward to the outskirts of Xixia Town?"
Without the intervention of the flute melody, Fu Jianzhou would naturally fall into a normal sleep. Even if he dreams, it would be the usual kind of dreams.
Yang Qingqing's expression was a bit complicated.
She really wanted to respect her disciple's decision. After all, Fu Jianzhou had been troubled for years, and this was an opportunity for him to release it.
But seeing Fu Jianzhou's condition, continuing like this was not a solution either.
Yang Qingqing: "Let's give him a few more minutes, then try to wake him up later."
Li Mengnan was very curious and whispered, "Master Qing, do you know what Senior Brother Fu is dreaming about?"
"Hmm." Yang Qingqing looked at the grief-stricken Fu Jianzhou. She could probably guess the kind of event that caused Fu Jianzhou's current state.
Du Yu had a curious look on his face: "Master Qing?"
