After listening to this, Chen Xi took out a talisman and placed it on the table. He bit his finger and used his own blood to draw the talisman. This was the talisman paper left over from drawing a peace talisman last time, and it came in handy.

"Go to your sister's ward quickly now. I'll have someone send the things over." Chen Xi said as he drew.

Fang Zihuan took a look and didn't understand what she meant, but he agreed immediately: "Okay, Master."

Not knowing why he was like this, other netizens were also bewildered. Could it be that the master was confused?

If they were not mistaken, the two people's addresses were not in the same city at all. Did the master go there by rocket or spaceship? Or even by walking on the wind?

After Fang Zihuan agreed, he took the car keys and drove to the hospital.

In fact, the apartment he lived in was not far from the hospital. This was a place he chose specifically for his sister after she had the accident so that he could visit her at any time.

While driving, Fang Zihuan would glance at the live broadcast room from time to time. Seeing that netizens shared the same idea as him, he felt relieved. It turned out that he was not stupid, but the master did not explain it clearly.

When netizens saw Chen Xi drawing several talismans with blood, they felt sorry for her health.

"Master, why do you want to use your own blood? If you don't mind, I can mail you some of my blood."

What's the difference between talismans drawn with blood and those drawn with cinnabar? Are blood-drawn talismans more effective?

[Isn't it obvious? Of course blood is more powerful.]

[I'm a little excited. I wonder if the master will perform flying in the air later?]

"I can't fly!" Chen Xi had just finished drawing the fifth talisman, and when he looked up, he saw the message sent by netizens and explained.