Beside the bath, the two embraced tightly. Meng Qingzhou extended his hand, placing three fingers on Dongfang Liuli's wrist to feel her pulse.

"The pulse is still weak. Is this so-called Emperor Grade divine medicine just this pool of water? It doesn't seem to be of much use," Meng Qingzhou said with a frown.

Dongfang Liuli snuggled against Meng Qingzhou's chest, greedily inhaling his unique fragrance, and replied drowsily, "I already feel much better. The healing process of this pool is gradual and requires time."

After a long while, the two separated. Dongfang Liuli pushed Meng Qingzhou out of the door.