Ning Qing waited for a while before she was able to clumsily raise both arms.

My body has been inactive for too long, and my whole body is very stiff.

When the limbs move, you can hear the sound of the bones returning to their original positions.

Ning Qing slowly sat up and tried to get out of bed and walk.

Step by step, it became as stiff as a robot.

No, robots are much more agile than I am now.

Ning Qing: I've never been this stiff, not even when I was a zombie.

System: That's because you drank the medicine in time.

Ning Qing rolled her eyes at the system: You really are always trying to sell your potions.

System: You're a coward if you don't earn points.

Ning Qing finally reached the bathroom, stood in front of the sink, and looked at the mirror on the wall.

The mirror reflected a fair, thin, and bony face.

Her eyes were sunken, her cheeks were hollow, which made her nose appear even higher and her cheekbones more prominent...

Ning Qing's face darkened, and she gritted her teeth as she said, "Cat, is this what you call young and beautiful?"

What does this ugly face have to do with being pretty?

System: Host, that's because this body hasn't eaten for too long; it's become thin from hunger.

It will get better with rest.

The system's voice gradually faded, until it was barely audible.

Ning Qing took out toiletries from her spatial storage and began washing up.

These toiletries were obtained from stores and supermarkets in the post-apocalyptic world.

Not many are left, after all, they lived there for over 200 years.

Fortunately, her space can freeze the flow of time. What you put in is what you take out. There is no such thing as it expiring or becoming unusable.

After washing up, my stomach kept rumbling.

Ning Qing saw several unopened bottles of mineral water on the table.

He walked over, picked up a bottle, unscrewed the cap, his Adam's apple bobbed a few times, and downed half the bottle in one gulp.

Ning Qing was still thirsty, but her body, which hadn't eaten for a long time, shouldn't eat or drink too much at once, or she would vomit.

Just then, footsteps approached from outside.

Ning Qing took two big strides to the bedside, took off her shoes, got into bed, lay down, and covered herself with the blanket in one smooth motion.

Just then, the sound of a doorknob turning came from outside.

Then, the footsteps grew closer.

They stopped at the bedside.

Ning Qing closed her eyes tightly and felt a tall, dark shadow loom over her.

Ning Qing opened her eyes and met a pair of clear, dark eyes.

When Ning Qing suddenly opened her eyes, a look of surprise and a hint of inquiry flashed in those beautiful eyes.

A gentle smile graced his handsome face.

Her thin, pink lips parted slightly. "Awake?"

"How are you feeling now? Is there anything that's bothering you?"

Ning Qing replied softly, "Yes, I feel very uncomfortable and extremely hungry."

When Ning Qing said she felt "very uncomfortable," Su Boyan frowned slightly, as if deep in thought.

He raised an eyebrow and glanced at Ning Qing at the end.

Then, he nodded.

"I'll notify your family first, and then I'll give you a medical check-up."

Ning Qing repeated softly again, "I'm hungry."

The small voice sounded weak and empty because of hunger.

Her pale, bloodless face made her look even more fragile.

To others, this looks exactly like a pitiful little beggar.

Su Boyan's heart softened, and a hint of pity appeared in his eyes.

Her voice softened considerably. "I'll have someone bring some porridge over right away. Wait a moment."

After saying that, he walked to the side, took out his phone from his pocket, and made a call.