Shen Jiu stood outside the door of the intensive care unit.

Jiang Chi has been lying in the hospital bed for seven days.

That weapon was a half-finished product, and it was not powerful enough, and when Shen Jiu rushed to Jiang Chi's side, he was holding a cross soaked in mercury in his hand, and the cross pierced straight into the heart of the blood king.

The cross had struck the king hard, but the mercury had also corroded his palm.

Both of them were at the end of their rope, the difference was that Jiang Chi was taken to the hospital, and the king was sent to be executed.

Jiang Chi was seriously injured, he was immediately sent to the operating room for rescue, Shen Jiu was not allowed to follow, but she showed her second-generation bloodline from Jiang Chi and was taken into the ambulance.

She is Jiang Chi's heir, and her bloodline is the same as him, and her blood can help Jiang Chi recover.

After Jiang Chi came out of the operating room, she has been providing him with a bowl of blood every day.

Shen Jiu glanced at the bowl on the shelf, and then removed the gauze pressed on his wrist.

The Bloodline's resilience is amazing, and the cut she cut five minutes ago is now invisible.

She put the blood-stained gauze on the shelf, picked up the bowl, and pushed the door into the room.

Jiang Chi was still a little embarrassed, he leaned on the head of the bed, not only his face was pale, but his lips were also pale.

After recuperating for so long, he had only recovered from the superficial wounds, and the residual power of the weapon was at work in his body.

Shen Jiu walked to the bed and put the bowl in front of Jiang Chi: "Today." ”

Jiang Chi took the bowl, lowered his eyebrows and took a sip, and then raised his eyebrows slightly.

His eyelashes were long, and his dark red pupils looked through his eyelashes, with a little grievance: "Do I still want to drink blood?" ”

Shen Jiu sat at the head of his bed, raised his hand and touched his head: "You are still very weak now. She smiled a little, "You can't even beat the lowest bloodlines now." ”

Jiang Chi tilted his head: "Isn't there still you?" ”

That king died, his strength collapsed, and now in the blood clan, the second generation is already the highest bloodline.

Shen Jiu lifted his eyelashes: "Are you planning to rely on me?" ”

Jiang Chi pursed his lips lightly, didn't speak, just looked at her with beautiful, innocent eyes.

Shen Jiu glanced at him and urged him: "Drink the medicine." ”

Jiang Chi's eyelashes trembled slightly.

He glanced down at the dark red blood in the bowl, and his voice was low: "When I marked you before, I was only willing to suck a little blood. ”

Shen Jiu clicked the bowl with his fingertips: "Since you are reluctant, then drink it cleanly." ”

Jiang didn't speak again, lowered his head and began to take the medicine.

Although he only took small sips, he drank quickly, and it didn't take long for a bowl of blood to bottom. Jiang Chi put the empty bowl on the cabinet on the side, and secretly hooked her palm with his fingertips: "Shen Jiu." ”

His voice was small, and he asked her: "You promised me before, I did something for you, you tell me-"

The tips of his ears reddened: "Just tell me what your feelings are for me." ”

Shen Jiu glanced at him: "You have a good memory." ”

Jiang Chi looked at her with sparkling eyes.

Shen Jiu smiled: "I'll tell you when I get out of the hospital." ”

Jiang Chi was a little unhappy: "You are still procrastinating." But he remembered something again, and his mood improved again: "The doctor said that I can go through the discharge procedures today." ”

He gave Shen Jiu everything that the doctor handed over, and looked at her earnestly: "Let's go through the discharge procedures now, okay?" ”