I just broke up with my boyfriend and then I transmigrated into the world of "The Lost Tomb&quo

"Ning... Ningzi..." Wu Xie called out awkwardly, feeling rather embarrassed. He was in a terrible discomfort; he couldn't feel his tongue anymore. Ling Xiao hadn't spoken, and Wu Xie was unsure, hesitant to ask.

"Look at me! How could I forget something so important!" Ling Xiao said with some annoyance. He took off one glove, cut his finger with a knife, and dripped the blood onto Wu Xie's tongue.

"I'm so sorry that you were poisoned for so long. I had a really bad fever just now, and my head still hurts. If there's anything I can help you with, please tell me. Otherwise, it's really hard for me to remember things on my own..." Ling Xiao's expression was very sincere, but he hesitated and bit his lower lip from time to time. He took all the blame on himself and mentioned his fever again.

"Are you alright? Let me touch you to see if you're still hot." Wu Xie shook his head and asked.

He already felt guilty because he was the one asking for a favor, and hearing Ling Xiao's words made him feel even more guilty.

Ling Xiao was already seriously injured, and he still asked for blood. Now he even has a fever. He's really... What's wrong with just enduring it? He's just unconscious, it's not like he's going to die. He's making the other person feel guilty for his injury! Ling Zi clearly had no obligation to save him, but he still asked at this time. He's morally blackmailing him! How despicable! He's really not human!

Ling Xiao's forehead was still a little hot. Wu Xie withdrew his hand, lowered his head, and remained silent.

Xie Yuhua bandaged Ling Xiao's wound and asked him with concern, "Didn't you get some before? Why didn't you use that?"

"Of course, it's so you'll feel sorry for me!" She waved her bandaged finger at him and said, "Look, my little flower brother bandaged me up, isn't it pretty?"

"Nonsense," Xie Yuhua scolded him.

Ling Xiao smiled mischievously, offering no explanation as to what was different between what was in the bottle and what was inside his body.

"Don't hate these things. Being different from others is what makes you special. Your blood is in your veins. If you don't want to give it, no one will force you, not even Wuxie, not even me. We have no right to do so." Seeing through his thoughts, Xieyuhua touched his face and spoke gently.

Unfortunately, the advice that Jieyuhua thought he was giving failed because of the brief moment that Ling Xiao's facial muscles tensed up... If his hand hadn't been on Ling Xiao's face, he would have really been fooled.

The child's psychological problems were far more serious than he imagined; he had acted rashly.

Just as Xie Yuhua was about to pull his hand away, Ling Xiao grabbed his hand and placed it on his face, saying, "I don't really like it when others know what I'm thinking. It's a dangerous sign for me, but if it's Brother Xiaohua, I'll try my best to adapt."

Jieyuhua was not in much interest. The child was probably trying to comfort him. He nodded to Lingxiao and then looked away. Just then, he saw Heixiazi dissecting the jewelry on the corpse. Lingxiao looked over as well.

Noticing gazes directed at him, Black Bear glanced over as well. Before Fatty noticed, he quickened his pace, busily working for a while before smiling and discreetly avoiding Fatty. He then put something in his mouth and leaned over to them, saying, "It's strange that this guy only has so little on him. This is something Chen Pi didn't dig out back when he came. It's still fresh. Maybe all the good stuff is hidden inside him. Black Bear is planning to give him a second taste later. Young Master, are you interested in joining in?"