"What is this?" When Qingge put the blood from the syringe into the test tube and carefully preserved it.
Feng Liye took the silver needle and syringe she used just now and studied them carefully.
"It's a syringe and a needle. After being inserted into a blood vessel, you can draw blood by pulling it out. It can also be used to inject medicine."
Qingge packed her things and planned to find some medicine to study tomorrow.
Unexpectedly, when he turned around, he saw Feng Liye holding a silver needle and piercing it into his flesh.
"What are you doing?" My scalp suddenly felt numb! Is this self-abuse? Are you really not afraid of pain?
Feng Liye was still studying: "Why can't it be drawn out?"
Also, it hurts more than before!
Don't say he doesn't know pain, he is also a person of flesh and blood.
The pain was so painful that even the eyebrows were pinched together.
"Madman!" Qingge immediately pulled out the needle and glared at him.
"How can you draw blood without piercing a blood vessel? You can draw blood like this without fear of hurting yourself to death."
Feng Liye was really scared at this time. As expected, this acupuncture and blood draw still required skills.
People who don't understand will only make themselves miserable.
Looking at the silver needle again, I suddenly felt like all the muscles in my body were tense.
Flustered.
"Want to try again?" Seeing the rare pain in his eyes, Qingge suddenly had the evil intention of teasing him.
He took the needle and took two steps closer: "Try pricking it again?"
"Take it away!" Feng Liye took half a step back and glared at her: "If you are rude to me again, I will destroy you!"
"How can such a big man be afraid of a small silver needle?" She snorted coldly, with a look of disdain.
"Nonsense!" Who is afraid?
Just thinking about the feeling of the silver needle running around in his skin when he inserted the acupuncture, his whole body suddenly felt bad.w
Why doesn't she feel this way when she gives herself acupuncture?
"Forget it, I won't tease you." Qingge sterilized the silver needle and put it away.
Look back at him again.
His expression remained as usual, with a hint of domineering in his coldness.
But ever since she saw him vomiting blood for no apparent reason, Qingge's mood has been heavy.
"Your Majesty, can you still let me check your pulse again?"
"What tricks are you trying to play again? I will not be seduced by you, so don't waste your efforts."
Although his words sounded unpleasant, he still stretched out his hand.
Qingge originally wanted to refute, but seeing how obedient he was.
I won’t say anything to refute the sarcasm.
I checked my pulse and still couldn't tell anything was wrong.
But the mouthful of blood just now has been imprinted in her heart and will never go away.
What exactly went wrong?
She was lost in thought.
Feng Liye kept staring at her profile.
I didn't expect that the dead woman would be so... pretty when she didn't speak.
Her indifferent face is like a hibiscus emerging from clear water, and it is so pink and white!
That face was like a budding flower, which made his blood boil inexplicably.
Even my hand couldn't help but stretch out...
"Your Majesty, now that you think of those exciting things, your heart doesn't hurt anymore?" Chu Qingge suddenly turned her head and looked at him.
Feng Liye was almost scared to death by her!
Only then did she realize that her hand was very, very close to her face!
Now that she saw him like this, he suddenly felt embarrassed.
He turned around and left.
Behind him, the voice of the dead woman came faintly: "Don't panic, the prince is still in his prime of life. Nowadays, there are only two men and one woman. It is not a shame to have feelings for him occasionally."
