Threads 398-Recovery 6
The comb tugged at the strands of her hair, causing a faint prickle on her scalp.
"You have gained another inch. An immortal body's vitality truly is unmatched," her mother, Ling Qingge, observed.
She was managing to sit up without support today. Though she could feel her focus and energy trickling away from the strain, it was a worthy effort. She sat on her bed beside her mother, hands folded in her lap as Mother tended to her hair. It had been many, many years since they had done this.
"I'm glad. I don't want to think how long it would take to grow my hair back, otherwise," Ling Qi said.
"Ah, there is another spark." Ling Qi winced as she felt her mother pat the flame-resistant damp cloth to her head, extinguishing it.
"You're taking it much better than the first time I was injured."
"My daughter has been teaching me to cultivate my nerves."
She bowed her head in acknowledgment of the mild rebuke. "The sparks are a good sign that the medicine is cleansing the fire qi from my channels."
"Indeed, so long as your head does not catch fire."