Having received a trace of Su Li's Merit Power, Su Jingqiu recovered with a speed that left everyone dumbstruck.
One day he was weakly confined to his bed, but by the next morning, he had dressed and was excitedly bouncing around the courtyard.
Normally, a person bedridden for a long period would struggle, let alone a youth like Su Jingqiu, who couldn't even sit still.
As usual, Lady Liu went to visit her son's courtyard upon waking and was terrified to see her beloved running around, immediately instructing someone to stop him.
"Qiu Bao, how did you get out of bed?, Get back to bed quickly."
Su Jingqiu's fevers had genuinely frightened her, and now in Lady Liu's eyes, he was like a fragile porcelain doll, whom she wished she could keep in her mouth at all times.
Su Jingqiu did not mind and, following Lady Liu's words, he stopped running and cooingly said, "Mother, look at me, I am all better, bursting with energy."
