Now, he finally got the cord blood, but a bullet also pierced his body.
The wind filled his ears, roaring past him.
Taking his blood, taking his life.
All of his strength, all used up holding the rock pieces and the cord blood.
And now, he no longer has the strength to hold Lucas's hand.
Lucas...he was hanging upside down on the cliff, only his toes remained to serve as support.
If Shawn extended his hand to him again, Lucas would not be able to bear the weight of another person.
The result would inevitably be both of them falling into the sea together.
There was nothing frightening about falling into the sea.
However, what was frightening was, at this height, a person would undoubtedly pass out upon hitting the water, and much of the cord blood would be carried away by the waves...
"What are you hesitating for?" Lucas's fingertip touched the back of Shawn's hand, "Quick…"
Slowly, using his last strength, Shawn lifted his other hand and gave the cord blood to Lucas.
