Chen Yan's aura had a few subtle flaws, and although his breathing was steady, it was a bit heavier than usual.
Gu Qingyi reached out and touched Chen Yan's forehead.
"..."
Gu Qingyi felt a bit uneasy—was Chen Yan running a fever?
She quickly thought it over and then suddenly came to a realization.
Today was March 7th!
Last month, both of them had fallen ill on the same day—February 5th, both of them got sick and had a fever together!
The Heavenly Dao's reckoning!
Gu Qingyi frowned and sat down by Chen Yan's bedside.
February was a leap month with only twenty-eight days, so when the Heavenly Dao's one-month, thirty-day calculation exploded in March, it came to March 7th!
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Chen Yan woke up groggily, feeling something wet and cool on his forehead.
He reached out and found a damp towel on his forehead.
Chen Yan, feeling woozy, took off the towel and tried to sit up, then heard Gu Qingyi say softly, "There's water on the nightstand, drink some."
