This fact was astonishing.
And for some unknown reason, it made her feel slightly awkward.
She had been injured before, but her healing speed was the same as normal people.
So, was the reason related to Dong Sanlang?
Or perhaps, it was somehow related to the Spiritual Spring in her space?
Since the appearance of the Spiritual Spring, she hadn't been injured or bled.
Without much hesitation, she picked up the kitchen knife again and gently made a slight cut on her left arm.
Blood oozed out, so she turned and squatted down quietly, using some water from the Spiritual Spring to clean the small wound.
No use.
The blood was still flowing.
She lowered her head again, sticking her tongue out to lick the wound.
The blood was still flowing.
However, saliva had the effect of stopping the blood, so when Dong Sanlang came back with the ointment, the bleeding stopped.
But the wound hadn't started to scab.
