Jian Sword (V)

That liquid that she was holding, 

Was the only savior of the Healer's life, 

No one wanted to the tip of a sword, 

Stuck through their body, and bled out after a second. 

*** 

THE YEAR 1904, a century away from the present time. 

Mei heard the noise ceased after a second. Mei opened her eyes in an instant and all she could see was gray. Everything was black and white. Those who were doing an operation on the cushion froze. She sighed as she's glad to see she could still do the charm. 

Mei walked to the duvet, where Althea's body lied down. The handle of the Jian sword shown at the top of the nurses's head. 

Mei clasped the liquid from her pockets and shook it. The cerulean light appeared in a nanosecond. It shimmered like a dust of particles mixed on a solvent. She went to the side of the cushion and saw someone facing her direction.