The faster, the better? So the time it takes to go back and forth with a stick of incense is already her fastest speed.
Suddenly, Murong Xitian realized how big a mistake he had made.
Xia Ziluo is just an ordinary person. He doesn't know Qing Gong and has never practiced martial arts.
So the distance he didn't pay attention to was a bit far for Xia Ziluo.
"What are you being stupid about? Tell me quickly what to do?" She was almost exhausted before she took the medicine back. She didn't come back to see him in a daze.
Xia Ziluo looked at Murong Xitian eagerly.
Only then did Murong Xitian come back to his senses from the surprise: "Go and get a basin of water, and get a clean towel by the way."
"good."
Xia Ziluo still ran. This time he was very fast and did not keep Murong Xi Tian waiting.
Putting the basin and towel on the table, Xia Ziluo rolled up his arms and sleeves, looking like he was going to fight: "What's next?"
"Help me sit on the chair first." He could no longer stand. Although the wound had been sealed, he had lost a lot of blood before.
And the most troublesome thing is that he was poisoned.
For the time being, he used his internal force to force the poison into the wound, but if he didn't find a way to detoxify it, the poison would still spread in his body over time.
Xia Ziluo immediately ran over and helped Murong Xitian sit down on the chair.
"First use scissors to cut open the clothes next to the concealed weapon, then quickly pull out the concealed weapon, then clean the wound with water and apply medicine." Murong Xitian said as carefully as possible.
If the injury wasn't on his shoulder and it was inconvenient for him to do it himself, he really didn't want to ask an inexperienced person to do it.
Xia Ziluo listened very carefully and remembered very carefully.
She found scissors and carefully cut open the clothes, fearing that she would accidentally touch his wound and hurt him.
Also because she was too worried, her speed was a bit slow.
With great difficulty, Xia Ziluo, sweating profusely, cut off all the clothes near Murong Xitian's wound, revealing a large area of smooth skin.
She held the handle of the concealed weapon: "Well, I'm going to pull it out, don't be afraid...it will definitely hurt, but you have to pull it out before you can apply medicine, and only after applying medicine can you get better quickly..."
She was not the one who was injured, but she seemed to be more scared than the person involved.
Murong Xitian was a little bit dumbfounded, but he was actually a little touched in his heart.
She seemed to care about his feelings.
Looking at his expression, Xia Ziluo thought he was scared, so he became even more confused: "If it hurts, you won't feel the pain if you shout out. Or you can just bite my hand. It won't hurt if I'm with you!"
"As she said that, she put her left hand into his mouth on her own initiative.
Murong Xitian was a little dumbfounded. He didn't expect that she wasn't just talking.
Isn't she afraid of pain?
"Here we come!" Xia Ziluo gritted his teeth, closed his eyes, and made his move.
The moment the hidden weapon was pulled out, blood spurted out, covering her hands and face.
Murong Xitian did not cry out due to the pain, nor did he bite her hand. He just groaned and endured the excruciating pain.
But Xia Ziluo screamed: "Ah! Blood, you lost a lot of blood again... What should I do, what should I do?"
She was completely panicked.
"Don't worry, it's okay. Just put the towel in the water quickly, soak it and clean the wound briefly."
Xia Ziluo didn't panic anymore when he heard Murong Xitian's voice.
She followed what Murong Xitian said, soaked the towel in water and wring it out, then gently wiped the wound.
After a while, the water in the basin was dyed black and red with blood, which was very shocking.
