Being close, having physical contact, mixing bodily fluids, these three energy cycles are all better than taking supplements, and the best of all is, damn! There's no time—"
At that time, before Dafanshu could finish his words, Jiang Henian's eyes suddenly twisted and he was thrown back to reality.
Now, He Jinshan, who was obviously in much more stable condition in the morning, had turned pale as if the oil in the lamp had run out, and she also began to feel weak.
Jiang Henian was so frightened that he rushed over and shouted at him, "He Jinshan, He Jinshan, wake up!"
He Jinshan didn't react at all. He was so cold that he looked like he was dead, and his body was even a little stiff.
Jiang Henian was trembling all over, his mind a mess, not knowing what to do, "Contact, physical contact..."
She quickly climbed onto the bed, her hands frantically touching the motionless man, even covering him with her entire petite body.
"Why is there no response? What should I do..."
Suddenly, she felt something wet on her palm. The wound on He Jinshan's waist was bleeding again.
Black.
Jiang Henian felt like she was about to have an emotional breakdown. She tried her best to stay calm and recall what that dead sweet potato had just said.
"Close proximity, physical contact, and what about... tonics? If tonics don't work, what else could be more effective? Bodily fluids?"
Jiang Henian stared at the blood on his hands, his heart pounding and his throat dry.
"Body fluids...blood is also body fluids. Do I need to feed him blood?"
Jiang Henian pulled out the same bone-chopping knife from the space again, stretched out her hand swiftly, and placed her slender wrist in front of the heavy blade. The light of the sharp blade was dazzling, and the contrast was so strong that her breathing trembled.
I... I'm afraid...
She hesitated and was afraid to take action.
What if this one gets cut and the artery gets cut? That would be a disaster!
Suddenly, a low, hoarse groan of extreme pain reached my ears.
Jiang Henian looked up and saw that He Jinshan was vomiting blood!
Bright red blood overflowed from the corner of his lips and flowed down his pale and handsome face, as if his last bit of life was slipping away.
Jiang Henian's head buzzed, and she also felt that the other half of her vitality was on the verge of exhaustion, and the same frequency of pain came from deep in her flesh and bones.
Her hand trembled, and the bone-chopping knife was uncontrollably withdrawn into space. As if influenced by subconscious fear, all the knives and sharp tools were unable to be taken out, and He Jinshan's condition was extremely bad.
"Stop bleeding, stop bleeding, I'm going to die..."
Jiang Henian panicked and held the man's face with both hands, his hands were covered in blood, and he lowered his head and pressed it down heavily.
The cold, thin lips were filled with a strong smell of rust.
Jiang Henian bit his tongue and used his trembling thumb to force open the man's tense jaw.
She closed her eyes, took all her strength, and thrust it in recklessly.
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