My Substitute CEO Bride romance Capítulo 673

“One bag of blood might not be enough!”

Mr. Dean spoke.

Everyone gave Nash worried glances.

They were worried his body might not be able to take it.

“It’ll be enough. The blood cells in type-SL blood have extremely powerful reproductive and regenerative capabilities!” Nash explained.

After consuming the blood back then, Nash's blood combined with his master's blood to form second-generation SL blood.

Now that Melody had received Nash's blood, Melody's genes and cells would also transform.

Her body would form third-generation SL blood.

Third-generation SL blood was not as powerful as second-generation SL blood, but it was still much more powerful than ordinary blood.

Mr. Dean was once again astonished when he heard that.

Did such extraordinary blood types exist in the world?

It looked like there was still plenty he did not know. He was determined to study more when he got home.

20 minutes later, all 14 ounces of the blood in the bag had been transfused into Melody’s veins.

The SL blood cells began combining with Melody’s blood cells.

Large amounts of blood cells were created after the blood combined, and a rosy color began spreading throughout Melody’s body.

Melody’s face went from looking pale to looking rosy.

The red, swollen wounds on her face began to shrivel and scar over.

Nash took Melody’s pulse, and the worried look on his face vanished once he determined her injuries were on the mend.

“I’m sorry…”

Tears streamed down Fred’s cheeks as he knelt and said, “It’s all my fault… This would never have happened if I had kept myself in check!”

The Swordsman did not seem to have had any plans to attack anyone when he attended the birthday party earlier.

He was the one who angered The Swordsman by speaking up and provoking him.

They would all be dead now if they had not received help.

Sydney also fell to her knees. Tears brimmed in her eyes as she choked out the words, “Please don't blame my father. The Swordsman is an enemy who killed my grandmother, and my father simply couldn't hold himself back…”