Li Qing exerted the strength of nine bulls and two tigers to drizzle his blood, drop by drop, onto Xiao Shu's forehead.
But the effect was not optimistic at all.
The black qi on Xiao Shu's body was indeed fading faintly, but it was very tenacious, constantly bouncing back.
Li Qing's heart grew anxious.
At this rate, he might have to drain all of his blood to save Xiao Shu.
One life in exchange for another, that wouldn't be worth it at all.
Li Qing furrowed his brows and pondered for a moment, then suddenly a bold idea sprouted in his mind.
If external application won't work, what about ingestion?
The results should be better, right?
Madness, let's go for it!
Let's give it a try!
Li Qing cut open his right middle finger again, letting the blood drop into Xiao Shu's mouth.
Though somewhat unhygienic, Li Qing couldn't afford to be picky anymore given the circumstances.
Saving someone was the priority!