"Why are you so agitated, Miss Qiao? We just want a little blood from Miranda to help her recover. Our younger daughter was poisoned when she was young, which affected her health...

"What does that have to do with my sister?" Before Spencer could finish, Lilah interrupted, her voice icy. "Please leave.

If you persist, there will be consequences!"

It was said that the Hanson family was low-key and reclusive.

Judging by Spencer and his wife's demeanor, they likely wouldn't survive outside their sheltered world. "Sister Lilah, don't be angry. My parents are just anxious.

I've always been the most in need of care since I was little.

Sister Miranda has helped me so much. I thought she would help me again, but I forgot we've hurt her too deeply. We're leaving now.

No sooner had Justina finished speaking than she suddenly fainted, collapsing to the ground in a dramatic faint.

The Hanson couple quickly helped their daughter up, while Emilee put on a show of heartbreak, accusing Miranda of being heartless for not helping her sister.

Lilah felt annoyed and instructed someone to throw them out.

But Miranda said, "Sis, let Justina stay here with us."

"What are you doing? You're not seriously going to give her your blood, are you? I refuse to believe there's any poison in the world that requires your blood as an antidote. Besides, do they deserve it?

"Lilah was frustrated. "Sis, trust me, Miranda's voice softened, signaling Lilah to stay calm.

The latter reluctantly agreed.

Miranda turned to the couple, "Let your daughter stay here with us. Come back to pick her up the day after tomorrow. If any of you dare to disturb me before then, I assure you, I'm serious."

Lilah understood; Justina was essentially a hostage. Miranda was getting engaged tomorrow, and she couldn't let this family ruin it.

Subsequently, Miranda checked Justina's pulse and indeed found her old illness had flared up. She used acupuncture to control it.

But as for drawing blood, that was out of the question.

She had fled the Hanson family because she had nearly died from excessive blood loss.

"I'm sorry, sister. It's all my fault for causing you trouble..."

Justina said cautiously, noticing the displeased look on her sister's face.

"Yes, it is all your fault. If it weren't for you, my childhood wouldn't have been so miserable, " Miranda retorted, pulling out a needle for traditional treatment. The cold glint of the needle under the light made Justina's face turn pale.

"Sister, sister, can't we try something other than this traditional treatment? I'm afraid of the pain, " Justina pleaded, retreating and almost on the verge of tears.

"If you're afraid of pain, stop being so dramatic, " Lilah chuckled coldly, almost unable to watch anymore.