C124 Five Elements Are Missing

This was the tool Chu Ping had given her for drawing blood—a needle so fine it was nearly invisible to the naked eye, making the process take longer than usual. As Yao Shi's voice faded, Tiange estimated that enough time had passed. She wiped her tears and crawled over to grasp Beiming Jing's wrist.

"You can't do that!" Zhao Ying, who had been watching Tiange from the foot of the bed