Of course, regarding the matter of blood, and giving blood to the Old King right now, he wouldn't tell anyone, not even An Xiaomian.
Soon, he treated the freshly drawn blood as if it were water, feeding it to the Old King, and wiped away the blood at the Old King's mouth. Then he gave the Old King another sip of pure water.
After doing these things, he pulled down his sleeve to cover the wound on his arm where he had just cut, then checked the Old King's condition once more, satisfied, he stood up and walked towards An Xiaomian.
An Xiaomian, with her eyes closed, was trying hard to listen to the sounds from Shangguan Xiu's side, but she only heard a few sounds of bottles clinking, and nothing else.
Then, she heard a slight sound of footsteps.
She was slightly taken aback, thinking, has he cured grandpa so quickly? Then she opened her eyes.
