Lin Qingluo had no choice but to take out a bottle of Spiritual Spring water from her Storage Ring and warm it with her Spiritual Power before handing it to Su Ziqin.
"Mm."
Choking back sobs, Su Ziqin took the small white jade bottle, tears still streaming down her face.
"Sigh."
Lin Qingluo sighed lightly and turned away sadly.
*
Without any hesitation, Su Hu, upon hearing the news, rushed over with a few children from the guest room in the front yard.
Witnessing his wife wake up with his own eyes, his heart finally settled after hanging in balance all night.
The family gathered around the bed, with their four younger children being exceptionally sensible and obedient, helping their older siblings serve tea, pour water, and attend to their mother's grooming and meals.
"Master, something's not right."
