Zhuo Mufeng listened to Dabao's words and could already imagine how those people had tortured him.
"Dabao, be good. Just this much blood is enough."
Zhuo Mufeng gave it a try, drawing blood from Dabao and slowly transfusing it into Zhuo Junyue's body.
Dabao's blood, originating from the dragon blood in Zhuo Junyue's body and further purified through the mother's system, was even more valuable.
As the blood was gradually transfused, the continuously plummeting blood pressure finally stabilized.
A short while later, the blood pressure began to slowly recover.
Tang Han observed from the side, "This dragon blood is indeed effective; it can even heal internal injuries."
Zhuo Mufeng took Zhuo Junyue's other hand and checked his pulse. Sure enough, it had stabilized somewhat.
"It might be because they're father and son that the blood worked. No matter what, big brother's condition has stabilized. Dabao, you'll definitely be the Zhuo Family's little lucky star in the future."
