The Real Daughter Tells Fortunes Live

Chapter 535 Are you planning to die?

"It doesn't matter, as long as I can help her." Gong Sisheng's eyes were firm, and Na Yan was not polite.

He took out a utensil, made a cut on Gong Si Sheng's hand, collected a lot of blood, helped him heal the wound, and took out cinnabar and started to mix it.

Gong Sisheng looked at his healed hand but still had a faint scar, then he didn't care and looked at Yan drawing something next to Yun Fusheng.

"What is this?" Gong Sisheng asked.

"A formation that can help her relieve her pain." Yan Hua was cautious. After a while, sweat started to form on his forehead, but his movements still did not stop.

After a long time, his movements stopped and he walked up to Gong Sisheng again.

"I'm going to take away your luck."

"Okay." Gong Sisheng closed his eyes directly.

Yan took away a lot of luck at once, but Gong Sixheng didn't notice anything was wrong.

Seeing Yan transporting Qi to Yun Fusheng's body, Yun Fusheng's brows, which were frowning in pain, finally felt relieved.

"It works." Yan couldn't help but laugh.

"That's good." Gong Sisheng also breathed a sigh of relief.

Yun Fusheng woke up and saw the formation suddenly appearing around him, as well as the faint smell of blood, and blinked in confusion.

"Yan!" Yun Fusheng shouted, and Yan came over from outside.

"Are you awake?"

"What's going on? My pain seems to be much lighter this time than before." Yun Fusheng stood up and looked at Yan.

"I used Gong Sisheng's blood and luck to help you. Of course it's better than last time, and your spirit seems to be much better."

Yan approached Yun Fusheng, looked down and nodded with satisfaction.

"Gong Sisheng's blood? Where are the others?"

"He said he still has work. When he goes back, are you going to find him?" Yan pointed to Gong Sisheng's yard. "I'll go take a look." Yun Fusheng jumped out of the window without leaving the door.

Qingyan and the others in the yard noticed a shadow flashing past. They all looked up and saw that it was Yun Fusheng, so they all went about their own business.

Yun Fusheng landed in front of Gong Sisheng's door and raised his hand to open the door.

The moment she walked in, Gong Sisheng, who was sitting at the dining table and working, turned his head and looked over.

"Fusheng, are you awake? How do you feel?"

"Hand!" Yun Fusheng walked up to him and stretched out her hand.

"What?" Gong Sisheng looked confused, pretending that he didn't understand what Yun Fusheng meant.

"Give me your hand." Yun Fusheng waved his hand. He knew he couldn't hide, so he could only stretch out his uninjured hand.

Yun Fusheng's brows furrowed and she looked at him motionless before he changed his hand.

Seeing the scar on his hand, Yun Fusheng frowned. Yan helped him heal it, and there was still a trace of the scar, which showed how deep the wound was at that time.

"Are you stupid? What does Yan say? He said you can help me with your life. Are you planning to die?"

Yun Fusheng touched the wound on his palm, her eyes burning.

"Of course not. What will you do if I die? However, he didn't say he wanted to kill me. It was just a little blood and he would be back in two days."

Gong Sisheng held Yun Fusheng's hand with his backhand, preventing her from continuing to look.

"How do you feel?" Gong Sisheng pulled Yun Fusheng to sit down.

"Not bad, otherwise, wouldn't it be a waste of your blood and your luck?" Yun Fusheng muttered, and Gong Sisheng lowered his head and smiled.

"Didn't he tell you that there is a difference between giving and borrowing luck? If you give it to me, you can't go back." Yun Fusheng looked up at Gong Sisheng.

"He told me that I did it voluntarily, and it's only part of my luck, not all of it, so it won't have much impact on me."

"How could it not be big?" Yun Fusheng said softly. It was precisely because of his luck that the Gong family's business was so smooth, but now...