Jiang Qingli froze.
'Her home means...?'
"This is the Jiang Family estate?"
After asking, Jiang Qingli pursed her lips. An indescribable feeling coiled in her heart.
She took the water from her friend's hand, had a sip, and changed the subject. "Right. Who brought me back?"
Lin Xiyue found that a bit strange. "You don't remember? Yesterday at the theater—"
Just then, there was a knock on the slightly ajar door.
Doctor Meng stood at the door. She gave Lin Xiyue a quick wink, but her tone was formal and serious. "Miss Lin, were you the one who called for me?"
"Ah, yes. Qingli's awake. Hurry and check on her," Lin Xiyue said, stepping aside.
Doctor Meng wheeled some equipment into the room and gave Jiang Qingli a simple examination.
She smiled and said, "The young miss is fine. You're perfectly healthy now, and your spiritual power has fully recovered. Just be sure to eat more nutritious food and drink plenty of water for the next few days."
