How Lucky One Was
編輯: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Warm, viscous blood mixed with the rain and slowly flowed into Gu Nansheng's mouth. To the already unconscious Nansheng, it was like stumbling across crystalline waters in the middle of a desert. She began to suck on it subconsciously, even if the fluid tasted a little metallic and sweet. She could not help but drink it vigorously, as though she would survive as long as she did that.
Feng Tianlan could feel Gu Nansheng's fighting spirit to live on. Gu Nansheng began to suck harder and harder, until her intermittent breathing slowly became more extended and finally steadier. Feng Tianlan heaved a sigh of relief.
Her blood worked. It really worked!
So long as she could save Nansheng, nothing else mattered!