The girl's voice was hoarse, and after uttering a single sentence, her lips cracked open, causing beads of blood to continuously roll down.
She licked her lips, took a quiet breath of the cool air, and then, as if addicted, bit her wound with the small canine tooth on her left side, sucking the warm, fresh blood that flowed out.
Lu Jingzhi held her chin with one hand and prepared to pour some water condensed from the air into her mouth with the other.
Unexpectedly, the girl bit her hand as soon as she opened her mouth.
Unable to dodge, her hand was left with a tooth mark.
Immediately after, the girl let out a miserable cry.
Lu Jingzhi acted decisively, slapping the back of her neck with her palm.
The girl fainted.
"Hiss...it hurts."
A pale blue light swirled around the back of her hand, and the tooth mark quickly disappeared.
Pausing for a moment, Lu Jingzhi sighed, squatted down, and fed her some water.