"Sister, your complexion doesn't look too good..."
At the examination site entrance, Shen Yang, who saw Shen Xue's pale face, was immediately puzzled. Just yesterday, his cousin was the picture of health, with a rosy glow on her cheeks. How come today she seemed to have come down with a cold or flu?
He himself had felt warm and hearty this morning after slurping down a bowl of meaty worm noodles, feeling energized. He remembered his cousin had eaten quite a bit of it; the nourishing effects of the meaty worms were quite powerful, and she had also had a bowl of ginger soup this morning. According to medical reasoning, at this time of day, a person should be at the peak of their spirit, but looking at his cousin's state...
"It's nothing..." Shen Xue forced a smile, her pallor looking even more unsettling in broad daylight. She hadn't expected that this time, the puppet would drain so much of her essence blood—it had nearly left her unable to get up in the morning!
