"Tang Ming, is there really no cure?"
Hua Yingjie asked Tang Ming nervously. As a doctor, he was very aware of the miserable state that would follow the depletion of Essence Blood and didn't want to die just like that.
"Indeed, there's no cure..."
"Oh my God, does that mean I'm doomed."
"Don't panic! No cure doesn't mean there's no way. I can help you detoxify with my cultivation."
Tang Ming quickly held down Hua Yingjie, "Come to my room. I will use my cultivation to concentrate the Sun Addiction Gu at the Baihui Acupoint on the top of your head, then absorb it into my body."
"So it's not a certain death, that scared me to death."
Hua Yingjie let out a long sigh of relief, thinking he was done for this time.
The two of them then went to Tang Ming's room.
Looking at No. 13 sleeping soundly on the bed, Hua Yingjie had a weird expression on his face: "You even played the chick until she passed out, pretty capable, huh."
