Plop, plop, Fang Ling's Indestructible Heart was pounding fiercely.

He was using a large amount of blood to nourish the Guipo Liuhua, which was a tremendous burden on his body.

However, Ning Zhirou still hadn't woken up, and he didn't dare to stop. He was already starting to feel a bit dizzy.

Seeing this, Ji Xiehua said, "Her heartbeat has returned to normal, and there's color on her face. She should be fine."