Star Rail Simulation, but surrounded by characters.

[Jizi: (laughing) It’s nothing, I just do it for fun. ?]

[Jizi is enjoying watching the show this time. ]

[Fu Xuan doesn’t seem to be a threat to her at all. ]

[But Kafka, who has always been sitting on the Diaoyutai with her daughter status, seems to have met an opponent on a similar track this time. ]

[Now Kafka is wavering, Jizi really thinks it’s a bit interesting this time. ]

[The audience was shocked to see Fu Xuan’s sickly appearance. ]

[Not to mention Fu Xuan himself. ]

[She looked at herself curled up in the quilt, pitifully holding the corner of her master’s clothes, and she couldn’t stand it. ]

[Fu Xuan: ... @Black Swan, I suggest that this part can be skipped, don’t play it? ]

[Hanabi: Hahaha, no! ! Such an interesting part is the essence! How can it be skipped! ]

[Qingque really wants to watch it, but it’s hard to say it, so she can only hope that others will work harder. ]

[Jingliu: (Thinking for a moment) @Fu Xuan, you've seen our dark history, but you want to skip your own. This doesn't seem right. ]

[Silver Wolf: That's right! Since you've already seen ours, why do you want to skip it now? Humph, it's too late! ]

[Fu Xuan: Gu...]

[Black Swan: (Laughing) @Fu Xuan, can you continue? ]

[Fu Xuan: (Giving up resistance) Go ahead. ]

[Besides having to admit that what Jingliu and Silver Wolf said makes sense, Fu Xuan's memory of this episode is a little fuzzy. ]

[Watching it again, I can recall it. ]

[Liu Ying also found the live broadcast very interesting. ]

[Liu Ying: Hahahaha, I feel ashamed when I see my own dark history. ]

[Liu Ying: But when I see other people's dark history, I think it's so fun! ! ??]

[Xing: Liu Ying is still having fun! By the way, do you still remember that you are also a contestant? Why do you feel that you are now completely a spectator? ? ]

[Liu Ying: Hmm...?]

[Liu Ying: No, it's okay. I have a hunch recently that I will definitely have a promising future! ! ??]

Xian Zhou: 34. Fu Xuan: I did so many shameful things when I was sick...

Fu Xuan first felt a little uncomfortable in the morning, and a little strange.

She used to be able to stay focused throughout the recitation of the journal, but now she would be dazed for a while after reading each article.

This interval is very short, and Fu Xuan can pick up her spirits and continue to recite after a short rest. Therefore, she did not show any major abnormalities.

When Su Qing saw Fu Xuan again in the evening, her symptoms were very obvious.

Fu Xuan knocked on the door and came in.

"Master, I... I have completed the deduction homework you assigned to me last time."

Fu Xuan's cheeks were flushed, and his voice was a little weak.

Su Qing noticed and said, "Fu Xuan, are you feeling uncomfortable? Why don't you take a rest today?"

Fu Xuan came over and took a breath: "No, Master, I am not feeling uncomfortable. Besides, I have other things to do later..."

[Xing: Fu Xuan is working too hard! ]

[Natasha: You are working too hard. ]

Su Qing looked at her again, stood up from behind the desk and raised her hand.

"Ah, Master..." Fu Xuan was holding the homework in her arms, and she subconsciously lowered her head, ready to let Su Qing touch her head.

However, Su Qing reached out, lifted the pink hair on her forehead, and put the back of his hand on her forehead.

Feeling the temperature on the back of his hand, Su Qing frowned: "It's so hot, are you sick?"

Fu Xuan raised her little face with a blush on her face: "Sick? It shouldn't be, Master, why don't you take a look at my homework first..."

She was a little dizzy when she spoke, but she still wanted to work hard.

Su Qing took the homework from her and put it on the table: "It's like this, don't study hard today, just have a good rest."

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Su Qing invited the doctor from Dan Ding Division to help Fu Xuan diagnose.

"Typical overwork, he probably hasn't had a good rest recently."

After checking, the female doctor asked Fu Xuan: "You are the type who doesn't get sick often, right?"

"Hmm..." Fu Xuan was lying on the bed, and the feeling of weakness made her unable to deny her physical condition.

The female doctor nodded and said: "When you fall ill, you may be more severe."

"But it's not a big problem. After taking the prescription I prescribed, just have a good rest. But be careful not to continue to be tired."

"Thank you." Su Qing thanked the doctor and sent her away.

When Su Qing returned to the room, Fu Xuan had taken the medicine and lay back on the bed.

At this time, Fu Xuan's hair was loose, and her long pink hair fell on the pillow. She whispered: "Sorry, Master, I'm causing you trouble."

"Taking care of a sick disciple is not a trouble."

As he said that, Su Qing made a gesture of flicking her forehead in the air: "Also, didn't I tell you not to be so reserved and apologize all the time?"

"I'm sorry...ah..." Fu Xuan said it, and then she realized that she apologized subconsciously again.

She held the edge of the quilt with both hands and shrank inward.

Su Qing smiled, he looked at the sick disciple, and said in a lighter tone: "Okay, don't think about these, have a good rest first. Is there anything you want to eat? I'll prepare it for you."

"Anything..." Fu Xuan felt that he had no appetite.

Su Qing: "Okay, then you should sleep first."

In Fu Xuan's memory, she rarely got sick, and the last time was a long time ago.

In this extremely rare state, she became much weaker and more fragile.

So when he saw Su Qing about to leave the room again, Fu Xuan opened his mouth, a little reluctant, and wanted to call the master.

However, she had really worked too hard recently. After lying back on the bed, she soon felt sleepy. She closed her eyes and gradually fell asleep.

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In a blink of an eye, the time comes to night.

Su Qing walked to the bedside with a bowl of steaming porridge and gently woke up Fu Xuan.

Fu Xuan slowly opened her eyes. She was still a little hazy, and her long eyelashes trembled slightly.

Although he said he had no appetite before, Fu Xuan suddenly felt an appetite after smelling the aroma of the food made by Su Qing himself.

Su Qing put the porridge down on another chair first: "How's it going? Do you have an appetite after a good sleep? Can you eat it by yourself?"

Can you eat it by yourself?

Fu Xuan was thinking about this question in confusion. If he said he couldn't, would the master feed him...

Originally, in normal times.

No matter what, Fu Xuan was too embarrassed to let his master feed him.

But as we all know, people become fragile when they are sick, especially those like Fu Xuan who rarely get sick.

The last time she fell ill to this extent dates back to when she was very young, when her mother took care of her.

Although he asked Su Qing to feed him, Fu Xuan still couldn't say it.

But she was able to hide under the quilt, look at the master pitifully, and express her meaning with her eyes.

[Star: Mystery: Look at the master’s technique with big watery eyes! 】

[March 7: The name of this mystery is too long! 】

[Qingque: But it seems to be really effective? ? ? 】

Su Qing noticed Fu Xuan's eyes.

He quickly understood that his disciple wanted to be fed, but was too shy to speak.

So after Su Qing sat down, she picked up the bowl, picked up a spoon, scooped out a spoonful of porridge, and handed it over.

[March 7: Wow, I’m envious! ! 】

[March 7: Fu Xuan not only ate the food cooked by Su Qing during the simulation, Su Qing even fed her with her own hands! ! ! 】

[Kafka:...]

[Silver Wolf: Le, @kafka, my dear teammate, why are you so silent recently? Are you born not to talk? 】

[Xing: Hahaha, the silver wolf started jumping! 】

[Hanabi: Warm up the camaraderie among teammates! Star Core Hunter cares about his taciturn teammates, and the reason behind it is heartwarming! ?]

[Liu Ying: Hahahahaha! It’s so warm! It’s so warm! Warmer than when I set the sea on fire! ?]

[Xie'er: ??Laughing to death. 】

Fu Xuan leaned on the pillow and sat up slightly on the bed.

Her cheeks were flushed, with a shy blush mixed in with the illness.

She obediently opened her mouth, her pink lips slightly parted, and took a sip of the porridge fed by her master.

However, after taking one bite.

Fu Xuan looked at Su Qing, his moist eyes blinked, and his voice was as tender and aggrieved as coquettishness: "Master, perm..."

"Okay." Su Qing smiled.

He scooped up another spoonful of porridge, but this time he blew on it first and waited until it cooled down a bit before passing the spoon over.

After Fu Xuan drank this time, he showed a slight smile: "It's delicious. Master, did you make this?"

[Kafka said he couldn’t stand it anymore. 】

【She really can't stand it anymore. 】

[It’s strange that she can bear this! ! ! 】

[Kafka: ...Originally, I didn’t want to say anything. After all, you are also sick. 】

[Kafka: However, @FuXuan, are you a little too squeamish? ? ? 】

[Kafka: Just let Su Qing feed it, it’s still too hot. You just have a fever, don't you know how to blow it yourself? ?]

[Hanabi: Kafka said: Su Qing is feeding? I have never enjoyed this treatment! ! 】

[Fu Xuan:...]

[When Fu Xuan saw this scene, he naturally felt very ashamed. He was so ashamed that he couldn't even say anything to defend himself. 】

【Apart from……】

[Fu Xuan: @kafka, what, are you envious? 】

【Except take this! A way to deflect shame through aggression! 】

[When watching the live broadcast before, Fu Xuan had seen others use this method many times, and it was quite easy to use. 】

[Kafka:? ? ? 】

[Kafka: @FuXuan, I originally thought that as a Luofu Taibu, you were at least somewhat reserved. 】

[Kafka: You said that the master-disciple relationship was normal, but I somewhat believed it. 】

[Kafka: As a result, your true colors are revealed so quickly, right? You are no different from Himeko Kyoryu. ?]