"It's okay now, let's go out. I still need to detoxify Qing Teng from the cup poison." Qin Xue patted his back, signaling him to let go of her.
"Alright." Chu Molin released his wife, tucking the hair that had fallen on her face behind her ear before letting her leave the room.
"Hmm, I'll go prepare the medicine for father after handling Qing Teng's matter." Qin Xue smiled back at Chu Molin, waved her hand, and left.
"Hmm, okay." Chu Molin nodded, understanding that he couldn't stop her, so he chose to support her instead, hoping it would make her feel happier.
Chu Molin remained in the room until the bloody scent dissipated before turning to leave. Otherwise, it would be hard to explain the strong odor. In all his years as a soldier, he had never drunk human blood. This was his first time – an almost life-threatening first time. He would rather endure the pain himself than let his wife suffer. But he felt powerless, as he could only watch helplessly.
