"Alright!"
Dylan said, picking up the black potion.
Liangcheng instinctively grasped his wrist, shaking her head.
Niki also looked at him anxiously, mouthing the word: "BOSS!"
Dylan tilted his head back and drank it in one gulp.
This was a medicinal concoction made from Yimi Flower petals, eight petals, eight bowls of medicine.
Dylan then picked up a knife and made a cut on his own wrist.
Blood flowed from the wrist, dripping into the bowl one drop at a time.
Until the big bowl was filled with bright red blood.
"Miss Momo, I'll apply the medicine to your eyes first, bear with it." Dylan picked up some gauze, soaked it in blood, and then applied it to Gu Xiaomo's eyes, gently rubbing it until the blood seeped into her eyelids, deep into her eyes.
Gu Xiaomo frowned, it was clearly both painful and itchy.
"Miss Momo, does it feel uncomfortable?" Dylan asked.
"Not at all uncomfortable!" Gu Xiaomo said, "Not at all!"
