The color of his blood was purplish and red, but it blackened after dripping into the basin of water. After two fingers were pierced, the water in the basin, which was initially crystal clear, turned black and turbid.
"Go and pour it out, but don't pour it into the river. The blood is poisonous and will contaminate the water," Jacob ordered.
"Alright, I'll get going." Lumi left the house, holding the basin of poisonous blood.
At that moment, Denver, who was laying on the bed, softly moaned before opening his eyes.
"Denver, you're awake. How do you feel?" Ofelia cried with joy.
"I'm fine. How long have I slept?" Denver seemed weak and feeble, but he seemed to have improved a lot.
"It's been a long time since you were infected with the plague. It's all thanks to this guest from afar who provided you with treatment," Ofelia explained.
"Thank you very much. Chief, please let them stay at my house. I will make sure they’re well-taken care of." Denver gratefully said.