"Young Master, your complexion is so pale..." Xiaoqian stroked my cheek with concern.
I forced myself to sit up straight. "I'm fine. I'm just a bit... lightheaded." In reality, I felt as though I had just run a marathon and then had 400cc of blood drawn.
Xiaoqian bit her lower lip. "It's all my fault. I've absorbed too much of your Yang energy..."
Chapter 18