That feeling was still very comfortable.
After applying the herbal medicine, Chen Yang wrapped the wound with gauze.
"I've almost taken care of your wound, you rest for a while and I will go prepare some other medicine for you,"
said Chen Yang.
At this time, Wu Kexin's body was still in a feverish state.
Although the wound had healed a lot, the hot sweat on her face and the hot breath from her nose had not decreased in the slightest.
"Mm... okay."
Wu Kexin, feeling uncomfortable, nodded slightly and then closed her eyes to rest.
Chen Yang took the cold towel from her forehead, re-soaked it, and re-applied it before he left the sickroom.
"The poison from the Black-striped Snake is not very strong, but it has that effect, I need to think of a way to counter it."
Chen Yang's brows were tightly furrowed as his mind raced for a solution.
