Atra Blanc hesitantly said, "But... Dad said that meridian massage needs to be accompanied by medication to be effective, or else the body will gradually deteriorate, and I'll get sick..."
"Don't pay attention to what he says." Jasmine Blanc interrupted her, firmly gripping Atra's hand. "Promise me you won't touch that medicine again in the future, and don't let anyone know. Can you do that?"
Atra Blanc stared blankly at Jasmine Blanc, her eyes filled with confusion.
Since childhood, Jasmine Blanc had been the person, besides her mother, who treated her the best. Out of trust, Atra eventually nodded after some hesitation.
"Good child..." Jasmine Blanc gently embraced her, her voice low and soft. "I won't harm you. When I'm gone, take good care of yourself... You're still young, you still have time..."
Someone called Jasmine Blanc's name from outside.
