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He didn't need to go upstairs anymore; just a drop of her blood would be enough to calm him down. Watching his eyes gradually turn crimson, Youyou was at a loss. Her blood couldn't suppress him anymore, and she didn't want him to know that.

Trying to change the subject, she said, "Maybe I should help you back upstairs. I'm really weak right now, and with my health issues and anemia