Back in the house, he checked on Xiaojiu, who was still fast asleep.
Xiaojiu was curled up in her soft cat bed, her breathing even and deep. Her fur seemed shinier and smoother than before, with a faint glimmer flowing over it that was imperceptible to an ordinary person.
"Woof~"
Bai Wan walked over and nudged Yang Qi's hand with his head.
'Master, Sister Jiu still hasn't woken up. Is she okay?'
"Don't worry, Xiaojiu is fine."
Yang Qi patted Bai Wan's head reassuringly. "She's just digesting the pill's medicinal power. The process is a bit slow and takes time."
The Spirit Rice Porridge was soon ready, its aroma rich and fragrant.
Yang Qi set aside a bowl for Xiaojiu, keeping it warm in the pot, then enjoyed dinner with the three large dogs.
Even though Hu Zi and Leopard had trekked through the mountains all day, after a meal of porridge infused with Spiritual Qi, their exhaustion vanished, and they were full of energy.
