Yu Weimin was finally awake and clear-minded. He didn't clearly remember what had happened to him during that fever period, but he seemed to have seen Qi Gang's face when he wasn't clear-headed.
He frowned as he tried to remember.
No, the question should be, how could he be okay now? Could it be that the medicines that the pills the system gave him only had limited effects?
That shouldn't be. If there was something like that, his system should have told him.
But he was sure of one thing—Never again. He would never allow himself to be sick.
Even in real life, he never got sick because he had been practicing cultivation since childhood. His body was devoid of two out of four sufferings of the mortals—birth, old age, sickness, and death.
He couldn't avoid birth and death, but he could at least live free from sickness.
So having a fever was a one of a kind experience, which he never wanted to feel again.
Three more chapters are coming your way, and the rest, I'll post tomorrow~