She slowly opened her eyes and saw the snow-white roof of the hospital. It was silent all around, except for the faint sound of even breathing.
Jian Ai turned around and saw Jian Yu sleeping on the sofa in the ward with a blanket over his long body.
Although she had fainted, Jian Ai still remembered what had happened before she fainted. She had to knock herself unconscious to control the restlessness of the power of blood.
Although the method was a little rough, no one could help her then. She was just trying.
Fortunately, she saw some results. Otherwise, if she lost control, the consequences would be unimaginable.
Thinking of this, Jian Ai felt a lingering fear in her heart, especially since the power of blood was suddenly agitated this time. Moreover, it had never happened before. This powerful force seemed to get out of her control. When it appeared, it became an unknown fear constantly threatening Jian Ai and the people around her.
