Then, the squeezing around the wound continued.
Gradually, the black blood became less and lighter...
Finally, when fresh red blood surged out, the child lying on the ground seemed like a person briefly coming back to life, making gurgling sounds in their throat and their chest slightly heaving...
Then, they slowly opened their eyes.
They seemed a bit unclear about what was happening, their eyes filled with confusion.
Thus, the Daxi Clan elder, who had been holding their breath, looked at Gu Qiaoqiao with excitement as if seeing a lifesaving heavenly god.
Then, he bowed deeply to Gu Qiaoqiao, performing the most solemn salute of the Daxi Clan.
This grandson was his only grandson.
His only son had been bitten by a venomous snake a few years ago and had passed away, leaving behind just this child, his only hope.
If something had happened, how could he face his deceased son?
Gu Qiaoqiao screwed the cap back on the medicine bottle.
Then she placed it back in her bag.
