"No problem—"
Watching Jiuxiao walk straight in, Mo Yi could not help but smile. He really liked this sense of trust, even though they had not known each other for long.
"First, let's change you into something else, pretty big sister."
Mo Yi looked seventeen or eighteen, while Cecilia looked twenty-four or twenty-five. With a five-year age gap between them, there seemed to be nothing wrong with Mo Yi calling her big sister. As for "pretty young lady," that was housewife's title.
Mo Yi placed his hand on Cecilia's lower abdomen, and a burst of light enveloped her. Once the light faded, she was wearing a simple light-blue dress.
"Next, treatment."
After changing her clothes, Mo Yi placed his hand on her forehead and skillfully treated her mental condition. After all, he had previously treated Ji Anya's mental corruption from pufferfish, and he had not forgotten the skills he had honed then.
"Eh..."
Having finished the treatment, the idle Mo Yi sat beside her and watched. Based on his guess, she should wake up very soon.
According to Mo Yi's diagnosis, she had previously suffered a powerful mental shock and torment. Although he had used Light of the Heart to patch together her shattered mental world and had even made it tougher than before...
That did not mean the mental trauma she had suffered had simply vanished. It was like recovering from a serious illness: even after being cured, one's vitality would be drained, and there might even be lingering effects.
Physical aftereffects would have been fine. Mo Yi was confident that nothing could stump him. But when it involved the mind and personal will, it was harder to say. Like a broken computer that had been repaired, but whose data had not been completely lost—there was nothing anyone