"Speaking of which, Jiang Yue, why did you cut your hand and let out your blood just now? And how did you know your blood could help my arm recover?"
"My soul power suppressed that mass of soul power inside your body. And since you said it reacted to me somehow, I thought I might be able to help."
"I was only giving it a try. At worst, I'd ruin a piece of your clothing and give myself another cut. I didn't expect the effect to be so obvious."
His gaze fell on the torn clothing at Meng Hongchen's left shoulder. The visible skin there had been stained red by Jiang Yue's blood.
Noticing Jiang Yue's gaze, Meng Hongchen curled her lips into a smile, clearly in an excellent mood.
Meng Hongchen leaned toward Jiang Yue's ear, her warm breath brushing against it and sending his thoughts swinging like a restless monkey and galloping horse. Seeing that even the roots of his ears had turned bright red, she was thoroughly pleased with her "handiwork."
"I was only curious. Thank you for being willing to help me and giving me hope of recovering. I wonder... how would little Jiang Yue like me to repay him?"
"Meng, you're too close!"
"I can't help it. You're my last straw to cling to now, Jiang Yue. I have to hold you tightly in my hand."
"All right, I'll stop teasing you. I need to hurry and tell Grandpa about this. Jiang Yue, it feels like life has become so much easier for our family since you arrived. Thank you. See you tomorrow."
Meng Hongchen slapped her forehead, finally remembering that she needed to tell her elder as soon as possible that Jiang Yue could help her arm recover.
Xiao Hongchen's lips twitched. His sister