Mr. Li clicked his tongue in wonder.
Lin Ran was surprised. "Oh my God! How can we explain this matter scientifically?"
Mr. Li patted his shoulder. "Young man, not everything can be explained scientifically. Sometimes, you just have to have some faith."
Lin Ran had a look of disbelief on his face.
Mr. Li took out a small bottle and held my hand. He sprinkled the medicinal powder in the bottle onto my hand. "Alright, don't waste any more of your precious blood. His injury isn't serious. You've given him so much blood, and the wound inside his body will heal very quickly!"
He sprinkled the medicinal powder on my right hand as well. "Nanxing, now you understand why they must get their hands on you. In their eyes, you're a money-printing machine."
I didn't care about that. I only cared about Jing Tian.
Fortunately, Jing Tian's wound was healing at speed visible to the naked eye.
