Yannis asked gently, “Zinnia, what would you like to eat? | can make something for you.”
That afternoon, Yannis walked into the hlab to find Zinnia busy preparing a herbal bath remedy for Nathan.
For Nathan's condition now, merely taking medicine wouldn't do much good. But soaking in the herbal bath
remedy at night could help alleviate sof Nathan's pain.
“Don’t worry about me, Yannis. I'm not hungry yet,” Zinnia replied without looking up. She was meticulously
preparing the mildest restorative formula.
Yannis squatted down in front of her and said, “How about | make you ssweet soup, honey? You barely ate
at lunch; your body can’t take this.”
At lunch, she barely touched her food before rushing upstairs and burying herself in the hlab.
Nathan was already in bad shape. Yannis couldn't afford to let anything happen to her now.
“Thanks, Yannis. That's really kind of you.” Meeting his worried gaze, Zinnia paused briefly in her work before
nodding.
“Don’t mention it. I'll go make it for you right now,” Yannis said affectionately, gently ruffling her hair.
At the moment, Nathan's condition was unstable, and Jackson was in the room keeping watch over him.
Meanwhile, Yannis stayed by Zinnia’s side.
Yannis left the lab and went downstairs to make ssweet soup for her.
Right now, she couldn’t stomach anything else. Only something sweet might get her to eat a little.
Zinnia watched Yannis walk away. She then lowered her gaze, her eyes unconsciously drifting to the box of seeds
on the table, her mind elsewhere.
As she kept staring, she noticed something unusual-the wrinkled surface of the seed seemed different.
Zinnia shot upright and snatched up the box.
She picked up the seed from the box and leaned in close, examining it intently. Then she gently ran her fingers
over the wrinkled surface of the seed.
Although the seed’s surface was still wrinkled, Zinnia could sense a subtle change in it.
The wrinkles on the surface weren't as hard or sharp as before. It was almost as if something had softened them.
Zinnia carefully ran her fingers over it, verifying the changes.
Once she confirmed the change was real, her heart raced and tears welled up in her eyes.
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The seed has changed, Zinnia thought. Just this tiny change was enough to make her heart soar with hope.
‘But what exactly made the seed start to sprout?’ she wondered.
Zinnia quickly composed herself. She clutched the seed, carefully retracing what she’d tried today.
With Nathan's sudden health crisis today, they hadn't had tto try any other methods.
‘But there's no way this seed would just change on its own for no reason, Zinnia thought, frowning. She was
absolutely certain the seed had only started changing today.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtZinnia opened her palm, pinched the seed between her fingertips, and brought it closer, lost in thought.
Suddenly, she caught the metallic tang of blood.
‘The metallic scent of blood... Zinnia thought. She lowered her gaze and noticed the white gauze wrapped
around her hand.
Earlier today, she had accidentally cut her palm quite deeply. Since the wound was in the center of her hand
where a Band-Aid wouldn't stay properly, Yannis had carefully wrapped it with gauze for her.
Zinnia mused, ‘Cto think of it, the way | held the seed today... Blood from my palm might've dripped onto it
withouteven noticing.”
Zinnia glanced down at the gauze wrapped around her hand, then carefully picked up the seed and set it in a
small porcelain dish. She began carefully unwrapping the gauze from her hand.
By now, the wound in her palm had already begun to scab over. The wound had turned a pale pink and stopped
bleeding.
Zinnia lowered her gaze, took out her acupuncture needle case, and carefully drew out a needle. She carefully
aligned the slender tip of the needle with her wound and then closed her eyes.
The slender silver needle deliberately reopened her wound, and fresh beads of blood welled up from the broken
scab.
Zinnia kept her eyes shut as she set the needle aside, fumbling for the small porcelain dish. She pressed her
wounded palm against it and clenched her fist, feeling warm beads of blood well up in quick succession.
Zinnia’s blood was anything but ordinary. It has restorative properties.
‘Who would've thought my blood would work on this seed too,’ Zinnia marveled inwardly.
She squeezed out roughly 20 milliliters of blood-not much, just enough to cover the seed.
Still keeping her eyes shut, Zinnia reached under the desk for the Moon Scar Cream and casually applied it to her
wound. Only when the bleeding stopped did she finally open her eyes.
Zinnia picked up the gauze and rewrapped her hand. Only when she was sure not a single trace remained visible
did Zinnia finally let out a quiet sigh of relief.
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The blood loss left Zinnia pale and drained. Though the blood loss was minimal, she was anemic.
Feeling a dull ache in her chest, Zinnia frowned and rubbed the area over her heart.
Probably because she hadn't been getting enough rest lately, she kept feeling a bit of discomfort in her chest.
from tto time.
Zinnia grabbed a bottle of blood-nourishing pills, shook out two, and quickly popped them into her mouth.
‘I can’t afford to let my health deteriorate right now, Zinnia reminded herself.
Zinnia stared intently at the seed in the small porcelain dish, searching for any sign of change. Her eyes
widened-it was true. The seed was actually changing.
Now that the seed was fully nourished by her blood, the transformation becunmistakable.
The seed was quite large, roughly the size of her thumb. Submerged completely in blood, the wrinkled surface
began transforming before Zinnia’s eyes. The once-rigid shell was visibly softening. She watched as the blood
was slowly absorbed, little by little.
Tears welled up in Zinnia’s eyes instantly. ‘It worked. It's actually working! If I'd known my blood could do this, I'd
have used it ages ago,’ she thought to herself.
Over this period, Zinnia and the team of experts had tried every conceivable method on the seed, but none had
shown the slightest effect.
If not for today’s accident, it might have taken them forever to stumble upon this method.
No one could have imagined the seed actually needed human blood to thrive.
The reason Zinnia knew the seed required human blood was that the Yarbrough family had previously attempted
to use animal blood as a substitute.
They had even tried cultivating it with human blood. But nothing worked.
‘I can’t believe... my blood actually works,” Zinnia thought as a faint smile touched her pale lips. ‘He's saved.
Nathan is saved.’
According to the Yarbrough Family's ancient records, any change in the seed’s outer shell indicated it may
sprout.
A sudden knock sounded at the door.
“Wait.” Zinnia’s eyes darted to the blood-soaked seed. She quickly snatched it up and concealed it.
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Yannis‘ worried voice cfrom outside. “Zinnia, are you ready?”
He couldn’t shake off a nagging sense of unease.
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