As she continued grinding the coffee bit by bit, Renee felt satisfied, but also frowned deeply due to the pain in her wrist.

Just then, footsteps could be heard behind her. It was Yulia, and she screamed as soon as she noticed the wounds on Renee’s wrist. “Ren, what are you doing? Just look at your hands! Let the staff do this for you!”

“I’m alright, Mrs. Walker, I’m not that fragile.” Renee smiled weakly and proceeded.

“No, you’re not. You’re already bleeding through the gauze! Do you not cherish your own life?” Despite her usual gentleness, Yulia couldn’t help but feel angered by Renee’s recklessness.

She then snatched the grinder out of her hands and sighed. “Oh child, you’re just so foolish. How could you use your own blood for his medicine? If your mother knew that you hurt yourself over a man, she would be devastated!”

“She won’t,” Renee replied softly. “I believe Mom would use her own blood if she knew Dad needed it to survive. And you would too, if Mr. Walker needed it, right?”

an ingredient, our sanatorium’s blood bank has more than enough. You could have told

take effect, not just anyone’s blood. And as you can see, it does work very well, so I don’t regret my

being able to use her blood in his cure, was quite an achievement for her. In a way, it had also proved that she still loved him deeply within her soul, or

have never heard of such an odd cure. If you ask

didn’t want to argue, so she

the medicine, they had to collect blood from her wrist. Every single time they needed more, they had to cut the wounds

this many times, she felt like she was about to lose the motor skills in her hands soon

it? Can’t you see your wounds have torn open!?” Yulia was adamant in stopping her. “I’ll help you do it. Grinding coffee beans isn’t a task required

wrists and nodded. “Thanks,

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