At this moment, Xia Wei was seen gently rolling up her sleeves, and then with a stroke of her long sword, a deep bloody gash was cut on her jade-like arm.
The red blood slowly flowed out from the wound. At this time, Xia Wei was not idle at all. She put the wound on her hand to Han Sanqian's mouth to let more blood flow into Han Sanqian's mouth.
In the mouth.
The old man was dumbfounded and looked at Xia Wei blankly.
This girl has a delicate appearance and gentle manners. She looks like a gentle person. How can she behave like that barbarian?
The pangolin smiled slightly at this time, patted the old man's shoulder, helped him up, and explained softly: "Xia Wei's blood is somewhat special, which is quite helpful to Han Sanqian."
"I don't know how to explain it to you specifically, but this is the general truth. As long as Sanqian drinks Xia Wei's blood, some diseases in his body can be temporarily eradicated, and he can use his energy to recuperate on his own.
"
After listening to the pangolin's words, the old man suddenly came to his senses and wondered: "So magical?"
The pangolin smiled awkwardly and nodded reluctantly, so that was it.
"How much blood will be needed?" the old man asked again.
Pangolin glanced at Xia Wei. He didn't know this question either, because this was also the first time the two of them had tried it, and he didn't know the specific amount.
However, recalling what Xia Ran said back then, even the first attempt would probably have used a lot of blood.
Seeing that the pangolin didn't answer, the old man didn't ask any more questions. He just stood aside and watched silently.
A few minutes later, Xia Wei was obviously in a trance. The jade hand she placed on Han Sanqian's mouth had a large pool of blood flowing out.
All the liquid flowed from the corner of Han Sanqian's mouth onto Han Sanqian's body, staining a large area of red.
The old man glanced at Xia Wei and then at the pangolin. He couldn't bear it and said, "Are you feeling better yet?"
The pangolin was also very worried about Xia Wei's situation and looked at Xia Wei but hesitated to speak.
"Maybe...maybe it will be soon, right?" Xia Wei's lips turned white, and she replied with pain.
She didn't have an exact answer, but she could only offer words of comfort.
"If he continues like this, I don't know if he will survive, but I'm afraid, girl, you will be hopeless sooner or later. Forget it, I am the one who talks about helping people to the end and sending Buddha to the West."
After saying that, the old man walked to Xia Wei, then picked up the fish meat in his hand, put the soaked green plants into his mouth and chewed it, almost doing the same thing as before, and then he turned around and looked at Xia Wei
Wei said: "Put your blood in here."
Xia Wei was stunned. Isn't this the same method as before, just changing the blood of the two?
However, looking at the old man's firm eyes, Xia Wei still obeyed the instructions and dripped her blood bit by bit into the chewed green plants.
After the old man took it, he wrapped the blood in green plants and put it into the gap between the fish meat. Then, he put the fish meat into Han Sanqian's mouth.
Pangolin and Xia Wei secretly looked at each other strangely. It would be false to say that people are not stupid. After all, they may not know the purpose of this operation of the old man, but one thing is for sure, this fish meat and this green grass are simply...
In his hands, it became a magical device that could cure all diseases.
After the old man finished tossing, he looked at the last piece of fish meat in his hand, put it on Xia Wei's hand, and sighed: "It's such a bad fate. The fish I just caught was gone in an instant. This is the last half piece.
Feed him again later."
Xia Wei nodded.
Shaking his head bitterly, the old man stood up and sat back at his desk. He carefully cleaned up the bits of broken fish meat left after picking them out for the last time.
Pangolin and Xia Wei quickly sat back next to Han Sanqian, nervously watching Han Sanqian's situation.
The old man muttered: "If the girl's blood is really what you said, then now it only depends on his own will to survive."
"Are you sure that blood is enough?" the pangolin asked doubtfully.
The old man nodded: "Don't worry, it's more than enough."
The two looked at each other. Although they really didn't believe it, they remembered that Han Sanqian had used the same method to quickly blush. The two finally nodded to each other and looked at Han Sanqian on the bed.
"Old Han, Su Yingxia." The pangolin approached.
As soon as these words came out, Han Sanqian's fingers suddenly moved slightly...
