From this point of view, he was not injured just now! What had he experienced before coming to save her? Who hurt him?
Countless questions came to mind, but there was no time to think about it. The most important thing now was to save him from danger. So, she quickly ran to the valley, picked up the bamboo whistle and blew it hard to summon Leng Ru; then,
He ran back to the hut and stayed in front of him.
Her brows were always furrowed.
His lips turned whiter and whiter, and the sweat overflowing from his body gradually wetted his brocade robe. His closed eyes were trembling up and down, looking extremely painful!
It seems that he was seriously poisoned!
No! Su Yueming stood up suddenly.
He can't sit still and wait for Leng Ru to arrive. This broken knife is poisonous. Judging from his symptoms, it is still highly poisonous. The longer he waits, the deeper the poison will penetrate into his body, and the more dangerous he will be.
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Thinking of this, Su Yueming stood up, pursed her lips, rolled up her sleeves calmly, suppressed her trembling, held the broken knife in both hands, gritted her teeth, and suddenly, sweat flowed down her cheeks——
She said:
"I'm going to help you draw the knife, please bear with me!"
As if he heard her words, he moved his fingers on his side.
This action of drawing the knife is obviously very dangerous. If he accidentally cuts the meridians, he may bleed to death. If he had not considered this danger, he should have pulled out the knife when he cut it.
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However, his lips have turned from pale to purple. It can be seen that the poison is getting deeper and deeper. If it continues, his life may be in danger.
No more hesitation!
Thinking about it, she took a deep breath, gritted her teeth, held her breath and concentrated, secretly exerted force with her hands, then shouted and pulled out suddenly!
"Ah!" He heard a painful and suppressed roar, and he opened his eyes suddenly, his whole tiger body shook, then he closed his eyes and fainted.
With a clang, the broken knife fell to the ground, covered with thick black blood.
Fortunately, there was no heavy bleeding after pulling out the knife!
Lifting up his sleeves to wipe the sweat from his forehead, Su Yueming lowered his head, aimed his mouth at his wound, sucked it hard, and then spat out a mouthful of blood. The blood was black in color and exuded a strong fishy smell.
This was repeated several times, and finally the thick black blood slowly turned red.
This means that she used her mouth to clean up the congestion for her.
Before she could take a breath, she tore off another piece of her dress, then lifted his heavy upper body up, and she sat on it, letting his body rest in her arms.
Her bright white hands held a long cloth and wrapped it around her shoulders, wrapping it around the wound carefully.
After doing all this, he still pursed his lips tightly and did not wake up, but his lips slowly turned red.
Su Yueming was completely exhausted. She took a deep breath and raised her hands to wipe the sweat from her face. She was soaked all over, and her sticky hair stuck to her cheeks.
After getting out of bed, she sat next to him——
Even in a coma, he still exuded an evil and condensed aura, and his tightly closed eyes and eyelashes were so thick that they were almost unreal.
What kind of face is underneath this mask?
Su Yueming raised her hand and slowly approached the mask with a cold light.
As long as he opens it gently, he can see his true face in Lushan.