Chapter 201: The Iron Tree, Rare to Bloom in a Thousand Years

As Chu Jinzhao was tying the rubber band for her, he said, "You and Li Fengchang have such similar personalities."

Both of you are equally stubborn and obstinate, like grass growing through cracks in the rocks, equally tenacious and resilient.

The prick of the needle into the skin was just a momentary sting. Mi Shen frowned from the pain, but whenever she felt afraid of the pain, she would glance at the vial of Fengchang's blood on the corner of the table, grit her teeth, and then the pain would fade away.

"Done."

Chu Jinzhao pulled out the syringe and pressed a cotton swab to her wound, "Just press on it for five minutes and it'll be fine.

"Thank you, Chu Jinzhao."

"Mm," Chu Jinzhao smiled, tucking the two vials of blood into his pocket.

After hesitating for two seconds, Mi Shen couldn't help but ask, "Chu Jinzhao, do you think that Fengchang and I could be related in that way?"

"No," Chu Jinzhao replied without hesitation.

"Why?"