"Pearl~! Pearl, are you alright?" Zhou Bingchen saw Zhao Zhenzhu go into the bathroom and hadn't come out for a long time, so he hurriedly walked to the door and called out softly.

Zhao Zhenzhu snapped out of her daze, hurriedly put down the box, and left the space, replying, "I'm fine, I'll be out soon."

After Zhao Zhenzhu returned to the room, she saw Zhou Bingchen looking at her with concern. She smiled and said, "What? Are you afraid I'll disappear?"

“Pearl, when I was waiting for you outside the door just now, there was a period of time when I didn’t hear your breathing. It was as if… as if you weren’t in there at all,” Zhou Bingchen said, frowning.

Zhao Zhenzhu was startled.

Is Zhou Bingchen's hearing really that good?

The time when Zhou Bingchen could no longer hear her breathing was probably the time when she entered the space.

"Really? But I've been here the whole time!" Zhao Zhenzhu could only pretend to be stupid.

Zhao Zhenzhu did not intend to tell anyone about the space.

Zhao Zhenzhu decided that the next time Zhou Bingchen was home, she would try not to enter the space.

"Pearl, lie down for a while. I'll go watch over Jiakai and Yunyun and let them get some sleep too," Zhou Bingchen said.

"Bingchen, I'm going to find Aunt Wang, I have something to take care of. You take the children to sleep!" Zhao Zhenzhu waved her hand, took out a box from her bundle (actually from her spatial storage), and carried it downstairs.

“Pearl, this… this should be a leaf from the Three Lives Tree. However, divine medicines are rare. Are you really willing to give it to Elder Zhou?” Wang Jing’s hands trembled with excitement when she saw the leaf Zhao Zhenzhu had given her.

According to the Wang family's ancestral medical book, the leaves of the Three Lives Tree have the power to bring the dead back to life.

Wang Jing had previously thought that such a magical thing couldn't possibly exist in the world.

Seeing Zhou Jin grow weaker day by day, Wang Jing had already given up hope.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Zhenzhu had it in her hand and even took it out.

“No matter how good something is, if it stays in my hands, it won’t be able to perform its intended function; that would be a waste. Aunt Wang, I’m not sure if this is what you’re looking for, but if it is, I’m willing to give it to Grandpa.” Zhao Zhenzhu nodded with a smile.

"Pearl, I think so. I'll take it to Old Master Zhou right away." Wang Jing didn't stand on ceremony with Zhao Zhenzhu and left with the box.

The appearance and smell of the leaves are exactly as described in medical books. As for whether they will "dissolve upon contact with saliva," that can only be tested through actual experience.

Zhou Jin was half asleep when she heard footsteps and opened her eyes.

"It's Dr. Wang!" Upon seeing Wang Jing, Zhou Jin's eyelids closed again.

"Old Zhou, open your mouth." Wang Jing took out a leaf from the box and placed it near Zhou Jin's mouth, saying.

Zhou Jin opened her mouth slightly.

A miraculous scene unfolded.

The emerald-green leaves melted instantly upon contact with Zhou Jin's saliva.

With a "gulp," Zhou Jin swallowed it.

A warm current slowly spread from Zhou Jin's stomach throughout her body.

"Dr. Wang, what did you just give me to eat? I feel all warm and cozy all over," Zhou Jin asked.

"Old Zhou, these are leaves from the Three Lives Tree, a family heirloom passed down in the Pearl family. Your health will improve soon!" Wang Jing's eyes were full of joy.

The Wang family's ancestral medical book states that the leaves of the Three Lives Tree will turn into water when they come into contact with saliva. Swallowing it directly will yield the best results.

Wang Jing had some doubts before.

Aren't leaves plants? How can they turn into water when you put them in your mouth? Are there really such magical plants in the world?

Seeing is believing.

Wang Jing felt that the world was so big and full of wonders.

"Pearl, how could you give me such a precious heirloom?" Zhou Jin complained, but she was deeply moved.

“Old Zhou, this is a token of Zhenzhu’s filial piety. You should be secretly happy! Now, close your eyes and sleep for half an hour. I’ll go make some preparations, and in half an hour, I’ll have Tao Jiadong come over to help you take a bath,” Wang Jing said cheerfully.

In Wang Jing's prescription, only the leaves of the Three-Life Tree were taken orally.

The remaining herbs are for taking a bath half an hour after consuming the leaves.

"Okay, I'll have to trouble you, Xiao Tao, later." Zhou Jin said, then closed her eyes.

The warm current in her body made Zhou Jin feel very comfortable, as if she were soaking in a hot spring, with all the pores on her body opening up.

As Zhou Jin slept, the warm currents transformed from the leaves washed over her body again and again. With each wash, the warm currents would shrink a little, and with each wash, a sliver of life would emerge from Zhou Jin's internal organs.

Tiny specks of dirt seeped out from Zhou Jin's pores.

Half an hour later, the warm current had been completely absorbed by Zhou Jin's body.

A thick, black, hard shell formed on Zhou Jin's skin.

When Tao Jiadong pushed the bathtub into the room, he was almost vomited by the stench in the air.

Tao Jiadong put the bathtub on the ground, quietly left the room, and complained to Wang Jing, "Xiao Jing, is the old boss alright? The room stinks."

Wang Jing turned her face away and chuckled to herself.

Tao Jiadong never liked to complain. But today he complained that Zhou Jin's room smelled bad, which shows how bad the smell was.

"The smell is good; it means Old Zhou's body has started detoxifying. Go and prepare quickly. In half an hour, give Old Zhou a medicinal bath. Remember, first soak him in warm water for ten minutes to remove the dirt, then soak him in the medicinal solution for half an hour," Wang Jing said earnestly, pointing to the several buckets of medicinal solution on the ground.

Tao Jiadong's face turned somewhat green as he recalled the stench in the room.

How could such a "good thing" be allowed to pass up Comrade Zhou Bingchen, the grandson of Old Zhou?

"Xiaojing, how about I ask Bingchen to come along? I'm afraid I won't be able to handle everything by myself," Tao Jiadong said.

“I’ve already called Bingchen, he’ll be here soon. You hurry up and get the preliminary preparations done, time is tight, don’t dawdle.” As she spoke, Wang Jing took a mask out of her pocket, handed it to Tao Jiadong, and instructed, “Wear this.”

"Xiao Jing, you're still the best." Tao Jiadong smiled broadly, put on his mask, and quickly went to get to work.

Zhou Ruonan was upset when she couldn't get what she wanted in the afternoon, so she closed the door and sulked in her room.

Zhou Ruonan didn't come out of the house until it was almost dinnertime.

Seeing the bare dining table, Zhou Ruonan couldn't help but scream, "Zhang Ma~! Zhang Ma~!"

"Miss, what is it?" Zhang Ma hurriedly came out of the kitchen, carrying a spatula in her hand.

"Zhang Ma, isn't dinner ready yet? My Jiansheng and the kids will be coming home in a little while. What are you doing?" Zhou Ruonan asked, her face long.

Wang Jiansheng held a more important place in Zhou Ruonan's heart than her father.

Zhou Ruonan couldn't bear to see him go hungry.

“Miss, the commander just instructed that dinner will be delayed by half an hour. Some dishes were prepared, but I was afraid they would get cold, so I didn’t serve them. There are also a few dishes that I haven’t cooked yet,” Zhang Ma said, neither humble nor arrogant.