Rong Fei saw the woman lying on the ground, pale as paper, and said, "Didn't you say you'd only drink a syringe's worth?"
"I really couldn't control myself, brother, you have to keep her plump and not mistreat her."
"Just this once, never again. With the way you drink, can she even survive? I must control you, completely rid you of this blood-drinking habit."
He got up, lifted Gu Lili from the ground, and took her back to his own bedroom.
A doctor was called to treat the wound on her arm and put her on a drip.
Mostly, Gu Lili's meals were blood-nourishing anyway, so there was no need for further instruction on that.
Rong Fei had someone watch over the IV while he went out to attend to some business. By the time he returned, several hours had passed.
It had begun to pour outside, and the sky was pitch black.
The room was eerily silent.
Only the sound of rain could be heard.
Gu Lili still hadn't woken up.
