This world's missing Taiji Fist!

Late at night.

Unknown time.

Zhang Ye woke up once more. This time he woke up from his sweating. Sweat was dripping down from his forehead to his nose and it made him feel itchy. He slowly opened his eyes as he wiped off the beads of sweat. After sweating so much, Zhang Ye was feeling much better now. He did not feel as dizzy anymore and the cold in his body was gone. From his experience, the fever had almost subsided. At least it would no longer be a 39 degree fever anymore.

"Awake again?" Rao Aimin, who was leaning on the bed frame, said.

Zhang Ye was still lying on her lap. As he was sweating so much as he slept, the landlady auntie's training pants were drenched, especially at the crotch and thigh areas. It was a little strange to see that. He said, "Yea. I'm awake and feel better already."

"Raise your arms." Rao Aimin said.

Zhang Ye asked, "What for?"