"What's wrong exactly?"
Chen Jian asked.
Xie Liu shook his head and replied:
"I can't see, the room where the woman is giving birth is closed, I'm just judging by the sounds inside that it's a delivery."
"The process should be going smoothly, but I always feel as if the people inside... don't seem that happy."
"Their tone seems a bit... regretful?"
"I heard someone say that the baby is sick."
"But the exact situation is still unclear for now."
"Understood. And you?"
Chen Jian turned to Ji Xing, who pondered for a moment before saying:
"The smell of blood is a bit off, it has a bit of a decaying scent."
"You can smell that?"
Chen Jian asked in surprise.
Ji Xing nodded and replied:
"My sense of smell is relatively sharper than other Holy Blood beings—that's not the point."
"The point is, I know what blood smells like."
