Qing Ge stopped talking and felt a little more relaxed.
She is very smart. Since Shui Qingmo said so, Na Hanjue must be saved. Since he can still laugh and talk so easily here, it means that Na Hanjue's poison can be easily eliminated for him.
But...she and Na Hanjue are both masters of using poison. How did Na Hanjue get poisoned?
Also, Na Hanjue has been taking various anti-toxic elixirs since he was a child. Ordinary poisons have no effect on him at all. What kind of poison did he have to be so domineering?
"Why don't you speak?" Shui Qingmo looked at Qingge and frowned.
"I'm tired, let's take a rest." Qingge took a towel and gently wiped the sweat on Nahanjue's forehead, returning to his usual light appearance.
"Don't you beg me to save him?" Shui Qingmo was puzzled.
He couldn't understand this woman no matter how hard he looked at her.
"You will save him even if I beg you, and you will save him even if I don't ask you. Why should I ask you?" Qing Ge replied coldly, without even looking at him.
She finally understood Shui Qingmo's temperament. The more you begged him, the more motivated he became. Cold treatment was the best way to deal with him.
"..." Is she so sure?
"Ying Yi, please arrange a guest room for me and your young master Jue. When your young master decides to save your young master Jue, you can call me again." Qing Ge ignored Shui Qingmo and directly ordered Ying Yi.
Ying Yi glanced at Shui Qingmo, and Shui Qingmo waved his hand impatiently, "Okay, okay, no need to go to so much trouble, I'll save him now. Anyway, I'm also very interested in this poison! Ying Yi, let you guys
Master Jue, please help me!"
Na Hanjue was helped to sit on a chair. Shui Qingmo went to the pharmacy and brought out a basin of potion. He took off Na Hanjue's shoes and socks, soaked his feet in the potion, and then pricked his soles with a silver needle.
He massaged several acupuncture points on his calf and massaged several acupuncture points on his calf. After struggling for more than half an hour, several streams of black liquid slowly flowed out from the soles of Na Hanjue's feet, dyeing the potion into a thick color.
black.
Shui Qingmo squatted under Nahanjue's feet for more than half an hour, and his legs were numb. After seeing black liquid flowing out of Nahanjue's feet, he raised his arm and slapped Nahanjue hard on the head.
After a while, he cursed: "Idiot! What kind of poison is bad? If you are poisoned like this, you still have to let the second master squat and serve you!"
"What did you say?" A sinister voice sounded, and Shui Qingmo's wrist was grabbed by Na Hanjue, causing his wrist bones to crack.
"Ah! Nahanjue! Let me go. Is this how you treat your savior?" Shui Qingmo screamed in pain.
"I don't want you to save me!" Na Hanjue sent him out with all his strength. His legs were already numb, and he sat down on the ground with a "pop" and fell to his knees.
Na Hanjue wiped her feet calmly, put on her shoes and socks, walked to him and squatted down, grabbed his jaw, and narrowed her eyes dangerously, "Who did you just say you were?"
"Second Master! Of course I am the Second Master! How about it?" Shui Qingmo provoked without fear of death.
"Well, very good!" Na Hanjue pressed her hands hard, "I think you can just be the second master without a chin!"
"Ah! It hurts! Na Hanjue, are you crazy? You..."
"Okay..." Qing Ge pulled Na Hanjue away, pulled him to her side, pursed her lips and smiled, "You really crushed his chin? He is so perverted that he can't get a wife, you
If you crush his jaw again, he will never be able to get a wife!"
