What's 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?" Yang Yiting sat on the edge of the bed, held Meng Yuan's cold hand, and asked worriedly.

All the way on the carriage, Yang Yiting didn't notice Meng Yuan's obvious abnormality. Who knew that just as they were about to enter Jingzhou City, this guy would suddenly tremble and began dripping with cold sweat. His condition really startled Yang Yiting.