Mrs. Ai'er chuckled to herself and gave a reassuring answer: "No, it's just spiritual power collapse."
"She'll be fine after a period of rest."
"That's wonderful."
Mo Si immediately opened the mechanical pod and carefully placed Jiang Qiuqiu on the soft sickbed.
For some reason, even though he had received confirmation from the elder, Mo Si couldn't help but reach out and touch her forehead, scanning her body with a deeper, more refined strand of his spiritual power.
Her Sea of Spirit Power was indeed still there. He let out a long sigh of relief. He turned to thank her, but was met with Mrs. Ai'er's teasing smile.
She tsked. "You carried her all the way here looking so anxious, yet you still didn't trust me."
His action had indeed been improper. Mo Si quickly apologized, "Mrs. Ai'er, I'm so sorry. I..."
