Feeling at ease, Fang Yu noticed his wrist had stopped bleeding.
Ding Hui seed stunned too, she looked up and saw that Fang Yu’s wrist wound had already started to clot and scar over.
Fang Yu: ...
Ding Hui: ...
Recovered so quickly??
Ding Hui beca even more interested in Fang Yu’s body, unconsciously sticking out her tongue and licking her lips slightly.
She looked up at Fang Yu, her voice carried directly.
"The deal we made earlier to check your body, still stands, right?"
With things already progressed this far, you ask this??
Unnoticeably, Fang Yu nodded slightly.
Just a look, no cutting!
Fang Yu added softly.
Ding Hui’s face imdiately blossod into a wide smile.
At this mont, the blood in the basin from the two people seed to be gradually blending.
Ding Hui started to lower her head and observe sothing, frowning slightly, then went to the kitchen and brought out the dicinal materials she had previously prepared in the kitchen, scattering them into the basin.
Sizzle sizzle sizzle!
The basin imdiately started rapidly emitting a large amount of blood-colored bubbles, as if boiling.
It seed she was prepared as she took out a pair of chopsticks, which she had pilfered from the kitchen, and began probing into the fizzing blood pool.
Fang Yu and Diao Ruru also curiously peeked into the blood pool.
Just listening to the sizzling sound, waiting for Ding Hui to take out the chopsticks.
They turned out with so pits and unevenness, appearing slightly corroded, still carrying so Ice Crystal residues.
Ding Hui was taken aback, she looked up at Fang Yu, a voice ringing directly in his mind.
"How co there are so many impurities in your blood? Isn’t the purity of your Demon Bloodline too low?"
What low purity, I’m a noble 99% pureblood!
That Ice Crystal is the effect from Ice Blood Storm.
However, this Martial Arts, when I don’t control it,
It just keeps my blood temperature slightly lower, no idea how Ding Hui managed it, but she directly activated this trait.
"This, what is this blood basin for? Is there sothing wrong with it..."
The second sister asked nervously.
"No worries, I’ll adjust it."
Ding Hui gave the second sister a reassuring smile, then turned her head, giving Fang Yu a not-so-friendly look.
It seed this was out of her expectations.
"Lucky I brought so of my private stash, otherwise relying just on your demon materials, we couldn’t have done anything tonight."
This made Fang Yu feel sowhat embarrassed.
But then, he felt like he might be being scamd.
However, as Ding Hui painfully took out a few small bottles from her bosom, dispersing a bit of powder into the blood pool with great care.
Soon, the blood-colored bubbles gently cald down, but the color of the blood pool also seed to have faded sowhat, gaining a reflective look as if a sticky mbrane had ford on the surface.
"Let the blood pool cool for a while, I’ll go to the kitchen to handle the other materials."
Ding Hui checked the blood pool’s condition, told them briefly, and went to the kitchen.
Fang Yu was curiously staring at the blood pool, thinking about following and learning so knowledge, when he suddenly felt soone grasp the edge of his garnt.
Turning his head, he saw the second sister looking at him nervously.
"Diao Deyi, I, I’m a bit scared."
Indeed, any normal person would feel a bit creeped out seeing Ding Hui’s series of actions.
But having interacted with her for so ti and knowing what kind of person Ding Hui was, Fang Yu still trusted her.
"Ding Hui knows what she’s doing, don’t worry."
"Right, right!"
Not sure if it was Fang Yu’s words, or the recognition of Ding Hui, Diao Ruru’s nervousness eased quite a bit.
After waiting a bit more, Ding Hui ca in from outside, carrying two bowls of dicinal soup.
One bowl had a very small amount, the other bowl was filled much larger.
Clearly, the bigger bowl is for .
Fang Yu looked gloomily at Ding Hui, but she ignored him.
"Big bowl for the husband, small bowl for the second sister. Don’t rush to drink, let check first."
She had Fang Yu take the tray holding the bowls, then took out a long silver needle, probing a few tis in the now jelly-like blood pool, checking the condition of the silver needle before she was reassured.
Fang Yu noticed that there was no corrosion or ice residue on the silver needle this ti, it seed much milder, or rather the properties of the blood had been suppressed.
"Co, both of you lift your feet."
Fang Yu and the second sister lifted their feet, Fang Yu only then noticed that the second sister’s feet were smooth and delicate, seemingly though the work was generally done by hand, the feet hadn’t suffered much wearing, typical for her age.
Ding Hui also noticed this point, a mont of sigh flashing through her heart.
Although she usually didn’t care about these details, she unavoidably noticed that the passage of ti had left its marks on her.
But it didn’t matter anyway since she wasn’t planning on finding a man.
The thought passed quickly, and she started grabbing Diao Ruru’s foot, intensively using the silver needle, targeting the acupuncture points to insert.
"Ah!"
Diao Ruru cried out but then realized it wasn’t very painful.
"Endure it!"
Hearing Ding Hui’s voice, she quickly silenced herself, but occasionally her brows furrowed slightly.
About fourteen or fifteen stabs altogether on both feet, Ding Hui turned to look at Fang Yu.
"Did you wash your feet?"
She seed a bit disdainful.
Fang Yu wanted to roll his eyes but feared upsetting Ding Hui and her possibly sneaky actions, so he held back.
What nonsense about washing feet, we sleep in the sa room every day, don’t you know whether I wash them or not.
Being grabbed by the bare foot by Ding Hui, Fang Yu felt a bit peculiar.
This was the first ti he had been ’handled by a girl’s foot’ in his life.
Should count as a foot treatnt right? During university, his dorm mates went as a group, but Fang Yu, timid in budget, always stayed in the dorm by himself.
After being declined a few tis, they stopped inviting him too.
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