"Brother Chen Kai, what's wrong with you? You look pale. Are you sick? Do you need a doctor?"
Chen Kai waved his hand and shook his head with a bitter smile.
"I was poisoned. I drank a cup of tea this morning and since then, I've been feeling weak all over."
Zhang Yilong's eyes widened instantly in disbelief. He knew how powerful Chen Kai's martial arts were. If such a person were to be ambushed, it would be a dreadful situation.
"How could that be? Who could possibly poison you in this world?"
Chen Kai forced a bitter smile and shook his head again.
"Even the most astute person can let his guard down occasionally. Haven't you heard the phrase, 'even a tiger takes naps'?"
Zhang Yilong anxiously stomped his foot.
"But you've already been poisoned, why are you so composed? It's as if it's not you who's been poisoned. You look seriously unwell, we should hurry to the hospital."
Chen Kai sighed softly.