"I'll take you to the hospital for a thorough check-up tomorrow..."
"Okay."
Bo Huan nodded, taking advantage of the man's pause while applying an ice pack to herself, to ladle some more blood-nourishing soup from the pot, pinching her nose and gulping it down.
Well... regardless of what Bo Qing says.
If tests require her blood, she must provide it.
Watching the girl drink even though she felt nauseous and wanted to vomit, but insisted on drinking nonetheless, Bo Qing's eyes were deeply profound.
Bo Huan originally had no interest in these nourishing soups.
No matter what he said, it seemed ineffective...
But in recent days, the woman seemed to have transformed, drinking tirelessly.
At first, he thought the girl had changed for the better, obedient and understanding.
Now he understood, it was all for him.
She wanted to ensure there was enough blood to draw.
Bo Qing was deeply distressed, wishing he could envelop Bo Huan in his arms with love and care.
