"Idiot, do I have to expect you to lose your hair?" Xia Ziluo supported him with one hand and wiped his tears with the other.
"Don't worry, I'm not that weak. I can't die yet." But his words were very unconvincing because he couldn't stand at all.
The pressure was so great that Xia Ziluo couldn't stand still, and the two of them fell towards the ground at the same time.
"Ah!" Xia Ziluo screamed, thinking that Murong Xitian had died.
But when she saw his frowning expression due to the pain of his wound, her heart tightened a little.
At this time, she realized that she was protected by Murong Xitian again at the moment she fell. At this moment, she was sitting on him. And because he saved her, he pulled the wound on his shoulder, and the blood began to gush out again.
flow.
"Thank you... No, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to sit on you! Just wait, I'll help you up." Xia Ziluo struggled to get up from him and glanced at the wound on his shoulder.
Then, there was a pause.
Isn’t blood all red?
But why was the blood flowing out of Murong Xitian black and red?
She frowned in confusion, suddenly widened her eyes and exclaimed: "Poison...this thing is poisonous!"
Xia Ziluo's hindsight made Murong Xitian feel cute, and he couldn't help but laugh: "So I was just poisoned, and the wound was nothing. It can't kill anyone."
"You're lying!" Xia Ziluo's head was in a mess. "How can I be okay if I'm poisoned? I have to suck out the poison as soon as possible, otherwise once the poison invades the internal organs, there will be no way to save him."
She reached out and tore off Murong Xitian's clothes.
Murong Xitian felt a flock of crows flying over his head: "I was poisoned, not bitten by a poisonous snake."
"Ah, that seems to be it! I, let me think about it again." Xia Ziluo pulled his hair, and the information about poisoning from novels and TV series finally emerged in his chaotic mind, "Yes. It seems that you need an antidote when you are poisoned by a hidden weapon.
.But, the assassins have escaped, where can I find an antidote for you! I, I will go find the doctor!"
"Wait a minute, this poison doesn't reach the point of sealing the throat at the sight of blood. I can try to force it out with internal strength." Murong Xitian grabbed her little hand, "However, there is a problem you need to solve first. Before you control the poison
Before forcing it out, how are you going to pull out the hidden weapon on my shoulder and ensure that I don't lose too much blood?"
"That, that...hemostatic medicine!" It seems like there is such a magical thing.
"But do you have it?"
"No." Xia Ziluo lowered his head in frustration.
But soon she raised her palm-sized face again: "But I can have someone pick it up. I don't believe it would be possible in such a big palace."
"The fact that I was attacked, injured and poisoned by an assassin cannot be made public."
"Why?"
Murong Xitian's eyes darkened instantly: "Are you sure you don't know the reason?"
Just as Xia Ziluo was about to speak, he suddenly noticed a flash of gloom in Murong Xitian's eyes. The last time he showed such a look, he almost strangled her to death.
Now, does he also want to strangle her to death?
But if he really wanted to do this, there would be no reason for him to risk his own life to save her.
Could it be that the person Murong Xitian wants to strangle to death at this moment is not her, but someone else? Is it the assassin who caused him to be injured, or... By the way, he only showed such a look after saying that he couldn't publicize the injury.
