"Xiaolang." Song Zhizhi's eyes immediately filled with tears.
Luo Xiaolang, had given her his own blood to drink.
She had never thought that somebody would go to such lengths for her.
After all, she and Luo Xiaolang were nothing more than strangers who had met by chance.
Their relationship was merely that of employer and employee.
"Don't fall asleep, I'll be right back." Luo Xiaolang instructed.
As he pressed against his wound, he got up and left.
He didn't see his actions as anything extraordinary, nor did he think they had any significant impact on others.
Luo Xiaolang left quickly.
As Song Zhizhi lay on the beach, her gaze fixed on the brilliant sunlight before her. The sun was almost directly overhead.
The sun's rays were so warm.
Much warmer than the icy sea water.
Before long, Luo Xiaolang returned.
Wrapping some fresh water in a large leaf, he gently helped Song Zhizhi up from the ground and fed her the water.
Song Zhizhi finished drinking.
