Looking at the sleeping man, Shen Xu couldn't help but worry.
It had only been four days outside the space but forty days in space.
However, Zhen Yuan had not woken up.
"Brother Yuan, why are you still sleeping?" Shen Xu wondered while taking the man's pulse.
After reading several books, Shen Xu was now considered half a level one alchemist.
Although he had yet to refine a furnace of pills, he knew how to take a pulse and diagnose minor issues.
From Zhen Yuan's pulse, there was nothing wrong with the man.
In fact, his body had long replenished its qi and soul power.
However, the man was still sleeping.
"Brother Yuan, hurry up and wake up." Shen Xu said with an aggrieved expression.
However, he soon regained his composure and left the space.
Outside the space, Shen Xu continued to read and review his alchemy inheritance.
At the moment, he was memorising the recipes for level one pills.
Healing pill.