Qin Xiaopang's blood was surging excessively, and he couldn't hold on any longer.
The principle was very simple. Food Cultivators can quickly convert food into the nutrients their bodies need, and a large portion of these nutrients transforms into new blood. If it were an older Food Cultivator whose blood-producing function had slowed, there wouldn't be any problem. However, Little Fatty had a good blood-producing function, and the food conversion was too fast, which created a problem: his blood vessels were about to rupture!
Zhang Liuge had seen Food Cultivators die from ruptured blood vessels before, so he should have taken precautions. But this had happened more than twenty years ago, and Zhang Liuge hadn't thought of it in time.
"Brother, stop eating for now!" Zhang Liuzi stopped Qin Xiaopang first, then turned to his servant and said, "Go catch some leeches from the pond."
"Catch those things for what?"
"Don't ask, just go!"
