Qin Zuijia was still fast asleep in Alexander's arms, trying his best to replenish the lost blood he got from the wound that spider-fox demon's blade inflicted. Alexander didn't know how much help he could give, but he still tried not to agitate Qin Zuijia's wounds. The inner cave was still in the western-style house when Alexander placed Qin Zuijia down. He wiped his sweat and sat down beside him.
"Don't get me wrong. I still don't like you, but you can't die right now." Alexander kneeled in front of Qin Zuijia, touched his palms to his face and chest, and began to transfer in his qi to him. "I don't get why you have to choose this stupid weak body knowing full well that it won't be able to keep your powerful soul. It won't even let your Qi flow well." Alexander let his qi circulate Qin Zuijia meridians, trying to unblock them. But they never changed. The blockage was thicker than what he expected, and his Qi wasn't compatible with his body.