"Xiao Yu, your blood can only treat the symptoms, not the root cause. Didn't I discuss this with you last time? You can ease his pain temporarily, but once this blood is metabolized, he will relapse again." Han Yi was deeply concerned, as she was not only Chi Xiaoyu's close friend but now also family.
"But is there a better way? I can't just sit by and watch him suffer, can I?" Chi Xiaoyu held her face in her hands, collapsing onto the sofa with a melancholy look in her eyes.
"Perhaps I could try other methods! For example, mixing your blood with some medicinal ingredients, and then researching what special components are in your blood."
Han Yi brought along the books and materials she'd been researching recently, showing she was well-prepared.
"Okay, good! I've prepared a room for you, so go take a rest first!"
Han Yi nodded. This time, she was ready to stay longer, until she could help cure Yeh Cangqiong.
