The Prime Minister's Darling novel Chapter 2017

Chapter 2017: Chapter 1008: Confession (Jiaojiao vs. Godfather Special) (Part 2)

He removed the bullet himself and lay down in the healing chamber.

Each time he got injured, the energy in his body dissipated significantly.

Before long, he slipped into a weak, unconscious state.

When he opened his eyes again, he found Gu Jiao also lying motionless beside him in the healing chamber.

The chamber sensed his awakening and lit up with a soft, warm light.

By the light, he saw clearly that Gu Jiao’s blood was continuously being transfused into his body.

He didn’t know how long it had been transferring, but her once rosy face had turned deathly pale, even her lips had lost their usual color.

"What are you doing?" he asked hoarsely, frowning.

Gu Jiao’s eyelids twitched slightly but didn’t open, lying on her side next to him, as docile as a kitten.

"Isn’t... it my blood that’s needed?"

She said softly.

Those words, abrupt and contextless, made it sound like she was talking nonsense from exhaustion.

But the Godfather still understood.

She knew everything now.

He had taken her in, nurtured her carefully, sparing no expense to make her strong, all so that one day he could use her blood to sustain his life.

"I am willing," she said lightly, her forehead resting against his firm shoulder, "I am willing to give my life to you."

...

Gu Jiao fell ill.

She had an unusually different constitution, and this was the first time she had been so seriously ill.

A fever of 41 degrees; holding her felt like holding a hot little furnace.

The Godfather rarely cooked, but he made her a pot of vegetable meatball ginger soup.

Gu Jiao took a sip and was instantly awake!

Her mind cleared up, her nose unblocked, and cold sweat poured down her back.

It was truly... indescribably awful!

"It seems the effect is good," said the Godfather, seeing her eyes change from dazed to clear, "I’ll cook it for you again tomorrow."

To avoid experiencing the Godfather’s disastrous cooking again, her fever forcibly broke that night.

Even her cells despised his cooking skills!

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