Chapter 3648 Survival

The scout's complexion visibly improved. It wasn't as though color had fully returned to his cheeks or that he was suddenly brimming with energy, but at the very least, the flickering thread of life in him had been stabilized.
Matthew pulled two small pills from his pocket—one was a Vital Blood Pill, the other a Regrowth Pill.
The first was to compensate for the massive blood loss. The scout had drained too much of his core vitality, and if it wasn't replenished, even if he survived, he'd be bedridden for at least two years.