Chapter 255 Five Days at Most

• Thomas refused to waste a single moment. If he could, he would have willed his body to get back to top condition, but alas, it wasn't possible. He must have patience. The meds he brewed required concentration. If the heat was too high or too low, it would affect the meds' efficacy.
• It took him more than an hour to finish brewing. He poured the meds into a bowl and waited until the steam was no longer billowing, then he picked the bowl up and gulped everything down.
• He felt a burst of flames charging down his throat and his digestive tract, finally settling in his belly. The heat coursed through his veins, boiling his body up, but Thomas didn't feel any agony. Instead, he felt a wave of comfort traveling through his body. The meds were warm in nature, and what he had to do now was meditate a little so his body could absorb the meds.