What Is Wrong With Meng Yuan?

The man laying on the bed who seemed to have fallen asleep was Meng Yuan.

"Mr. Situ, hasn't his cold poison been cured yet?" Zhao Ling sat on the edge of the bed, held Meng Yuan's cold hand, and asked worriedly.

All the way on the carriage, Zhao Ling didn't notice Meng Yuan's obvious abnormality. Who knew that just as he was about to enter Jingzhou City, this guy suddenly trembled and was dripping with cold sweat. His condition really startled Zhao Ling.

Here, Situ Gong, who was already familiar with the development, put a silver needle on Meng Yuan. Seeing Zhao Ling's worried face, he comforted her and said, "Don't worry, princess, the lord is fine. The last time he treated the cold poison, the lord gave up before it was completed.