As they were in deep concern about their trip, another person recovered from the seizure. It was Qing shui.
Although he didn’t lose his consciousness the whole time, every strand of his muscle, including his tongue, went into spasm completely. Therefore, he wasn't able to move or speak. The first thing he did as he sat up was to massage his arms and legs to relieve the soreness in his muscles. He turned to Chang and Ming Yi, “We don't have to be pessimistic about this. After all, this is what we have known and expected to happen.”
“How are you feeling?” Chang lent his hand to Qing shui and stood up with his help “Do you still feel any sequelae?”
“Can’t tell at this moment. It was just the seizure that consumed a large amount of my energy, otherwise, I am fine.” Qing shui forced a bitter smile, “But the neurotoxin hurt so much.”