His eyes, which were always as deep as water, also flashed with panic. He stepped forward and grabbed her: "Xin'er, I didn't, I didn't poison her."
"Di Wuxie, you really went too far this time." Bo Cixin waved his hand away and hurriedly followed him out. It was more important to save Lan Mingyou now, not the time to talk about this.
Bo Jixin summoned Bai Linghanniao, who quickly led a few people to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. In less than half a quarter of an hour, they had already arrived at the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.
Next, there is a tense time for treatment. Bei Mingfeng is an alchemist and is equally proficient in medical skills. Although the strange poison powder is highly toxic, as long as the treatment is timely and the antidote is available, it is not very difficult.
Bei Mingfeng took out a sharp knife and first cut a slit on Lan Mingyou's wrist, letting his hand hang along the edge of the bed. The blood in his body poured out along the cut. There was a
The basin is filled with blood.[
There was a lot of clear water in the basin, but once the blood fell into it, it should have been red. At this time, you could clearly see that the blood was gradually turning black.
Bei Mingfeng gathered his vitality and released it to wrap some of the elixirs and medicinal materials in his hands. Slowly, he could see the vitality absorbing the essence of the medicinal materials, and the effects of all the medicinal materials were integrated into the vitality in Bei Mingfeng's hands.
inside.
After a while, I could only see a faint yellow light emitting from his hand, and the medicinal materials and elixirs had been completely absorbed into the vitality.
Bei Mingfeng forced the vitality in his hand along the cut to enter Lan Mingyou's body. He could clearly see the air flowing under his fair skin, slowly going up, and slowly
spread.
The blood at his wrist was still slipping out of his body. It hadn't been long before the basin was already filled with a lot of blood. The further you went to the back, the darker the blood became. The water in the basin was all red and black.
Red and black.
Bo Cixin stood aside and occasionally handed Bei Mingfeng the tools and medicinal materials he needed. Lan Mingyou, who was lying on the bed, endured the severe pain in his body.
His whole face has long been pale and has no color at all. Even his lips are as white as white paper. Big beads of sweat have soaked his forehead in a purple color and stuck to his forehead. His back has long been in pain.
I was soaked with sweat when I came out.
"division
"Hmm." Lan Mingyou weakly said "Hmm", his narrow eyes were a little blurry, not as clear as usual. Maybe it could be seen in his eyes that he had been looking closely at Bo Cixin.
.
He had thought about this scenario before, what would happen to her if he got sick? What kind of expression would she have, would she panic, or burst into tears.
However, the result was similar to what he imagined. Her expression was only very indifferent, and only a hint of anxiety could be seen from her plain eyes.
Di Wuxie stood aside and said nothing. Seeing Lan Mingyou being poisoned so suddenly, he didn't have much clue in his heart. Especially the expression in Bo Cixin's eyes just now made him feel very bad.
However, he really didn't poison Lan Mingyou. Even if he knew that Lan Mingyou liked Bo stabbing heart, he would not do such a thing, or even poison Lan Mingyou.