"Cheng... Brother Cheng..." Wang Kang's voice trembled. Before he could finish, Cheng Ye's low growl interrupted:
"Move aside!"
Cheng Ye gritted his teeth, strode over, and scooped Luokuke off the ground.
Luokuke seemed truly dead, but his vital signs hadn't disappeared; he was swiftly transforming into an Infected Body.
Is there a chance to save him?
He didn't know, but he certainly wouldn't stand by and watch a living person completely turn into cold metal before his eyes.
"Hold the cup for me!"
Once Wang Kang took the cup, Cheng Ye extended two fingers, pressing hard at the ironized edge of Luokuke's mouth, desperately prying it open.
Perhaps too hurried and forceful, the rusty layer was torn open revealing a black hole along with a few pieces of iron debris falling out.
Taking the cup back from Wang Kang, he carefully tilted it, letting the transparent Living Water Essence flow into the opening.
One drop...
Two drops...
