Couldn't stomach anything anymore.
Having already vomited everything out, at the sight of the text message from Zhang Xiaomo, Yan Junze completely lost his appetite.
He hadn't expected that after activating his Fake Spirit Body, he would have to eat very little human food and mainly seek out his own kind of sustenance.
"How the hell am I supposed to know what I'm supposed to eat?"
Yan Junze lay back on the bed, his mother placed a wet towel on his forehead, and then took out a thermometer usually kept at home to take his temperature.
Five minutes later, Li Man took the thermometer and showed it to Yan Daguo.
Then Yan Daguo vigorously shook the thermometer a few times and said bluntly, "The mercury might be broken."
"How much?" Yan Junze asked, lifting his head.
"It hasn't even reached 35 degrees," Yan Daguo frowned and answered.