Inside the vast bedchamber.
The atmosphere was quiet and still.
The dim candlelight in the hall swayed gently as the night breeze drifted in.
"His aura is in disarray, his blood and qi are depleted, and excessive exhaustion has damaged his foundation."
Ba Lu stood beside the bed, bent over as he took Chen Mo's pulse, then spoke each word carefully.
With every sentence, Queen Medusa's expression darkened further.
"However, his body is in good condition, and there is also a mysterious force within him helping him recover. It is not a serious injury. He will be fine after resting for some time."
Ba Lu straightened up and said.
Hearing this, Queen Medusa let out a sigh of relief, though her face remained cold and expressionless.
Ba Lu turned around and looked at Queen Medusa, whose aura was weak and whose face was pale. Concerned, he said, "As for Your Majesty—"
"This Queen is fine." Queen Medusa cut him off sharply, then asked, "When will he wake up?"
"Once this old man gives him a dose of medicine, he should wake shortly afterward."
Ba Lu had already sensed that something was unusual. Her Majesty the Queen was actually sharing a bedchamber with Chen Mo, and her anxious tone made it clear.
Her Majesty cared deeply about this human.
Could it be that Her Majesty had truly taken him as one of her own?
Ba Lu did not think in any other direction, assuming that was the reason.
"Then give him the medicine quickly," Queen Medusa urged.
"Yes." Ba Lu took out a dose of medicine from his Storage Ring and fed it to Chen Mo.
After Chen Mo swallowed it, Ba Lu was about to ask what had happened when Queen Medusa dismissed him. "Very well. You may leave!"
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