The spiritual power flowed through her palm and into her heart and lungs, healing the damaged meridians.
Yi Xian'er took a comfortable breath, and the pain in her heart instantly eased.
"This is a Circulation Pill. Take one every day, and it'll help heal your damaged meridians."
Lin Qingluo withdrew her spiritual power and took out a small white jade vial, placing it in her palm.
"Thank you."
Xian'er stared at the white jade vial for a few seconds, pulled out the stopper, poured a reddish-brown Spirit Pill from within, put it in her mouth, and swallowed it.
"Let's eat first."
Lin Qingluo's warm smile turned towards the exit, "We still have a long way to go."
"Miss Lin, please wait."
Yi Xian'er got off the bed and rubbed her hands nervously.
Lin Qingluo stopped in her tracks, her eyebrows raised: "Is there something you need, Miss Yi?"
"I..."
Yi Xian'er swallowed, trying to calm her nervous anxiety and asked cautiously, "Can I really go back with you?"
