After looking at the task list, Qin Chuanyou cleared his throat and said, "Boss, I'm sorry, we can't do it today!"
"..." Helian Chengyan's already somber face instantly froze over, "What happened?"
There was a hint of a strained smile in Qin Chuanyou's eyes, "Miss Chi's body is too weakened by your treatment. If we drain her blood to replace it today, the removal of just 100 milliliters might kill her, let alone the subsequent blood transfusion!"
"...!!" An indiscernible flicker passed through the depths of Helian Chengyan's eyes.
He cast his eyes down, pouting in silence, lost in thoughts.
After a while, he reluctantly asked, "When can it be done then?"
