His test results were out quickly.
"Is there anything wrong with my kidneys?" he asked bluntly, without any doubt about his capability to bear bad news.
His willpower was much stronger than others'. Even if the doctor told him he had a terminal disease and only few months to live, he believed he could still carry on without being shaken in the slightest.
"Your kidneys are fine," the doctor replied with a smile, "Don't worry, your body couldn't be healthier."
"Thank you," Gu Ning stood up. There was no particular reaction; no joy, no distress. Everything was just as usual.
He left the hospital, reached into his pocket, and pulled out a bottle about the size of a child's fist.
He shook the bottle in his hand. It was filled with grain-sized pills. He opened the bottle and took out a pill, popping it directly into his mouth.
It tasted slightly bitter, like chocolate beans.
