Not following the expected path? Reborn and unexpectedly married to a demon.

"That person is in good physical condition and can hold on. Besides, he hasn't said anything. If he couldn't manage, he would have said that he's willing to sacrifice something to save Bai Yu."

The old doctor remained silent.

Another doctor said, "This bloodletting isn't a long-term solution. What about next time, or the time after that? I've never hated myself so much for being so incompetent. If I could, I would give my life for his recovery."

"And aren't we the same? But we are all useless people."

After some thought, the senior doctor finally decided to speak, "I can only hope that Bai Yu won't relapse so quickly. I'm afraid we won't be able to use blood transfusions to save him for the next month or two. Let's think of other methods."

"Why?" The others' pupils dilated in shock, and they asked in unison.

The old doctor gently shook his head and said, "We can't extract blood from that person's body right now."

The other doctors were getting angry. "What do you mean it can't be removed? It can be removed even if the injury is severe. It won't kill that person. Someone like him..."

The old doctor, devoid of hope, said expressionlessly, "Even if we remove it, it won't be usable."

"If he can't use it, then he's been poisoned. What kind of poison could harm him? Why didn't he protect his body? He's being reckless and doesn't know his own limitations. What will happen to Bai Yu?"

Chu Luo was shocked when she heard their words, and she was worried for Bai Yu and the person who provided the blood.

They are using the Blood-Guiding Technique to save Bai Yu. Bai Yu's body has actually reached this point, and according to what they are saying, this Blood-Guiding Technique has been used on Bai Yu for many years.

This is a practice of risking one's life to survive.

For an ordinary person, this would be extraordinary, but Bai Yu actually did it...

Not to mention that the blood-drawing method is difficult to implement, the requirements for the blood donor are extremely strict, and it is extremely difficult to find a suitable person. Chu Luo did not know the specific requirements, but the most important one was that the donor had to be willing.

The person having their blood drawn must remain conscious, calm, and stable; no anesthesia should be used.

Therefore, even if it is found, drawing blood is not only very painful, but it is said to be even more painful than childbirth, and one must stay in bed for a long time to recover.

But judging from their words, the person who provided the blood sample did so frequently.

Even if the person is willing, what kind of person can withstand such treatment?

Judging from the attitude of those doctors, apart from the senior doctor, they didn't seem to care about the life or death of the person who provided the blood, but only regarded it as medicine to save Bai Yu.

But he's human too.

Or rather, it wasn't that they didn't care, but rather that they cared more about Bai Yu's life, since they were willing to trade their own lives for his.

Does Bai Yu know about the Blood-Guiding Technique? Does he know that someone is living as his medicine? With his kind nature, how can he accept this?

Whether he knew it or not, he still had to endure the immense pain brought on by the Blood-Guiding Technique, even more so than the agony of scraping the bone to remove poison.

Chu Luo felt sorry for Bai Yu, and also for the person who was willing to provide the blood sample.

Chu Luo looked up at the sky and sighed. Since they brought him into this world, why couldn't they give him a healthy body?

Why must they torture us like this?

The doctors left dejectedly.

Chu Luo got the gist of the story and realized the seriousness of the matter; the most important thing right now was Bai Yu's safety.

She immediately went back into the house to check on the herbs she had planted.

Chu Luo looked at the herbs, which had grown quite tall. Their orchid-like fragrance was stronger than it had been a few days ago, no longer faint.

She closed the doors and windows, washed her hands, and touched the leaves of the herbs.

After a while, large beads of sweat dripped from her forehead. She gritted her teeth and persevered until she could no longer hold on and collapsed to the ground.

When Chu Luo woke up on the ground, the moon was already high in the sky. She slowly got up, looked at the greener herbs on the table, poured out a few pills to replenish her qi and blood, and ate them.

After taking her medicine, she took the things she had prepared beforehand and went out.

She walked to a riverbank, found a clean spot, squatted down, and took out the wine, incense, candles, and paper money from the basket one by one.

Finally, she brought out the scriptures she had copied over many days.

She lit incense and candles, and knelt down to burn paper money.

"Brother Jingyuan, thank you. Chu Luo and you were strangers who met by chance, yet you saved my life time and time again, and in the end, you died for me."

"You said you were already dying, but if you had just held on a little longer, my friend could have saved you, but now..."

Tears dripped onto the back of Chu Luo's hand. Chu Luo stopped what she was doing, then looked up and wiped away her tears.

Tears are useless; crying won't help either.

"I can't stay trapped in grief forever. I still have things to do, things that are extremely dangerous but fraught with peril. May your spirit watch over me from heaven."

After burning the paper money, Chu Luo couldn't help but take out the carved wooden comb, and the scene of them spending time together in the cave inexplicably appeared before her eyes.

Watching those scenes unfold, Chu Luo's lips curled up slightly, and as she smiled, tears streamed down her cheeks again.

"Brother Jingyuan, how fortunate I am to have met you..."

The wind blew up the pages of the scriptures, a thick stack of them.

Chu Luo would copy many scriptures every day, and the characters on the scriptures became more and more beautiful, and more and more like Bai Yu's handwriting.

Chu Luo's own handwriting was not good, but after coming here, in addition to listening to Bai Yu's sermons, she also copied Bai Yu's handwriting, and her handwriting became more and more similar.

She greatly admired Bai Yu and hoped in her heart to get closer to him, and she learned to write very quickly.

A few days later, Chu Luo saw Bai Yu sunbathing in the courtyard again, and she felt slightly relieved.

She has been studying how to prepare the prescription for several days, and is just waiting for the herbs to grow well so that she can test the medicine.

If she could truly help Bai Yu, she would feel more at ease leaving.

Just as Chu Luo was about to prepare the medicine, the herbs had just grown and were ready to grow, a mishap occurred.

The island was struck by an earthquake, and many houses collapsed. They all said that Bai Yu was injured and fell ill while protecting a child who came to see him.

"What are the rest of you doing? Are you all dead?" Butler Qin yelled at the people taking care of him.

Those people hung their heads, each one feeling extremely guilty.

"Don't scold them, it's not because of that. My body is easily affected by the slightest movement, and my senses are heightened when an earthquake strikes. It's not a symptom I developed while saving people."

"I felt unwell early this morning, so I asked the people on the island to make some preparations."

Bai Yu was spitting out blood, yet he continued to explain, which broke Chu Luo's heart.

Fortunately, they had been warned. Although they didn't know what kind of natural disaster it was, they trusted Bai Yu's password and decided to wait outside rather than deny it.

In the end, the earthquake only damaged houses and did not injure anyone else.

The only victim was Shiraha.

All the doctors in the manor began to frantically treat the patients again.

Chu Luo saw that Bai Yu's condition was even worse than when he had his last attack. In such a short time, even if he had blood to draw blood, he probably wouldn't be able to use it.

Chu Luo went back to test the medicine. She knew that these doctors were no ordinary people. The old doctor's medical skills should be no less than Long Yu's when it came to treating Bai Yu's condition.

Long Yu knows a little bit about everything, but that old doctor and these other doctors probably have a better understanding of Bai Yu's condition.

If you're willing to risk your life, you can easily master many things.

After all, they all wanted to exchange their lives for Bai Yu's, and they couldn't care about anything else.

If they can help Mr. Bai Yu get through this crisis, that would be good; if not...

Chu Luo didn't sleep all night, testing medicines in her room, while Bai Yu's side was also brightly lit all night...