"Yes," nodded Lei Qingyi, his hair a chicken nest by now. He heaved a sigh of relief. It's fine now, everything was going to be fine.
Yi Ling hugged herself. She huddled up, a lump forming in her throat.
Mama Yan would have been in pain if she were to know this.
Mama Yan had always told her not let Yan Huan shed any bleed. However, a life was at stake here. Moreover, it was Lu Yi's life. She had to bleed.
"Relax, they'll be fine."
Lei Qingyi walked to Yi Ling and patted her on the shoulders.
"Are you sure? Are you sure my Huanhuan will be alright? She's all bones!"
"They aren't going to drain her dry, what are you so afraid?"
"I just am!" Yi Ling squatted down, wailing. "My Huanhuan has never bled this much before! How will she be okay if they take so much blood away from her at once?"
"What do you mean?" asked Lei Qingyi loudly. "She bleeds once every month, no?"
