The great-nephew began with an apology, completely flustering the just-awakened Mianmian.
She blinked her big eyes and quickly reassured him, "It's no problem at all, great-nephew. Mom left me lots of medicine, I'm fine."
The pills were indeed effective. They couldn't bring back the dead, but mending flesh and bone was possible.
At least, she no longer felt a chilly draft in her chest, only a bit of dizziness. Probably due to too much blood lost at that time, eating something to replenish blood should do the trick.
Seeing Mianmian feel her chest, Su Chenjin felt extremely distressed.
When they arrived, Mianmian was in the arms of a strange, long-haired man. The man said Mianmian was fine, just needed sleep to regain strength. After leading everyone to the Fishing Village and seeing the rooms all muddied by seawater, he didn't know what magic was used, but in an instant, the place was dry and clean as new.
