Song Yan Ning nodded slightly, crouched down, stretched out her hand to scoop up a handful of blood, brought it to her lips, and took a sip. A strong metallic taste spread in her mouth, and she couldn't help but frown. But given the circumstances, they needed to replenish their water and food supplies.
"Elder Mie Yu," Qin Yushen looked towards Elder Mie Yu.
Elder Mie Yu stepped forward, scooped up some with his hands, drank a few sips, then scooped up some more, and walked over to Xu Lingling's side, feeding the blood into her mouth.
Feeling the moisture on her lips, Xu Lingling instinctively sucked. At this point, she just needed water, regardless of its source. She no longer cared what kind of water it was.
After a few sips, Xu Lingling's breathing was no longer as weak as before, she didn't open her eyes, but fell into a deep sleep.
