Wei Jin's face turned deathly pale.
Didn't I mention it?
Why did it seem like he had heard it!
His head buzzed with noise, and the series of events that had happened that day had left him a bit disoriented.
Imperial Physician Xu told him while administering the acupuncture with silver needles that he temporarily sealed some of his acupoints to ensure he wouldn't run a fever and his mind would stay clear.
But as time passed, or under severe stimulation, his smallpox symptoms would recur.
At this moment, his palms and soles were sweaty, and his back was damp; the pox were extremely itchy, and he felt uncomfortable all over.
It was as if countless ants were crawling on him!
His mind was no longer as clear as before, somewhat muddled, which was why he blurted out something he shouldn't have.
