At this time, Xia Wei rolled up her sleeves and then slashed her long sword, and suddenly she cut a deep bloody mouth on her jade-like arm.

The red blood slowly flowed out along the wound. At this time, Xia Wei was not idle at all. She put the wound on her hand to Han Sanqian's mouth so that more blood could flow into Han Sanqian's mouth.

The old man was stunned and stared at Xia Wei in a daze.

This girl looks delicate and has a gentle manner. No matter how she looks, she looks like a gentleman. How can she do it? She will undoubtedly be with the barbarian?

The pangolin smiled slightly at this time, patted the old man on the shoulder, helped him up, and explained softly: "Xia Wei's blood is a bit special, which is quite helpful to Han Sanqian."

"I don't know how to explain it to you in detail, but this is the general reason. 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 himself."

After hearing the pangolin's words, the old man felt a little bit or aware and said strangely: "So magical?"

The pangolin smiled awkwardly and nodded reluctantly. That's what happened.

"How much blood does that need?" the old man asked again.

The pangolin looked at Xia Wei. He didn't know about this problem, because this was also the first time the two of them tried, so they didn't know the specificity.

However, looking back at Xia Ran's words, even if it was the first attempt, I'm afraid it would use a lot of blood.

Seeing that the pangolin did not answer, the old man did not ask again, but just stood by and watched silently.

A few minutes later, Xia Wei was obviously a little dazed. The jade hand placed beside Han Sanqian's mouth, and a large pool of blood was flowing. Many of the people who had not been drunk by Han Sanqian's mouth flowed down the corners of Han Sanqian's mouth and dyed a large piece of red.

The old man glanced at Xia Wei, then at the pangolin, and was really reluctant, and said, "Isn't it okay yet?"

The pangolin was also worried about Xia Wei's situation and looked at Xia Wei but stopped.

"Maybe...it may be soon?" Xia Wei replied with a white lips and she endured her discomfort.

She didn't have any exactness, but she could only comfort her in this way.

"If you continue like this, I don't know whether he will survive, but you may be helpless sooner or later. Forget it, it's said that you can help people to the end and send Buddha to the West, so I'll do it."

After saying that, the old man walked to Xia Wei, then picked up the fish in his hand, put the soaked green plants in his mouth and chewed them. He almost did the same thing as before. Then, he turned around and looked at Xia Wei and said, "Put your blood here."

Xia Wei was stunned. Isn’t this the same method just now, just changing the blood of both?

However, looking at the old man's firm eyes, Xia Wei still obediently and dripped her blood into the chewed green plants little by little.

After the old man took it, the green plants wrapped the blood and still put it into the cut gap of fish. Then, he put the fish into Han Sanqian's mouth.

Pangolin and Xia Wei looked at each other strangely and said that it was fake to say that people were not stupid. After all, the old man’s intention was that they might not know what the old man’s operation was, but one thing is certain is that the fish and the green grass are simply in his hands, and they have become magical things that can cure all diseases.

After the old man finished tossing, he looked at the last piece of fish in his hand, put it on Xia Wei's hand, and sighed: "It's really a bad fate. The fish that I just got back disappeared in an instant. This is the last half piece, I'll feed him again later."

Xia Wei nodded.

Shaking his head bitterly, the old man stood up and sat back at his table, carefully cleaning the remaining little bit of broken fish after picking it up.

Pangolin and Xia Wei quickly sat back to Han Sanqian and watched Han Sanqian nervously.

The old man muttered: "If the girl's blood is really as you said, then now it will only depend on his own will to live."

"Are you sure that the blood is enough?" the pangolin said in confusion.

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 used this method to quickly turn red. In the end, they nodded at each other and looked at Han Sanqian on the bed.

"Old Han, Su Yingxia." The pangolin came up.

As soon as these words came out, Han Sanqian's fingers suddenly moved slightly...
Chapter completed!