Before Yu Zhirong was taken away, he asked Meng Liao to see him again, and then give him some medicine so that he could continue the treatment when he returned. Naturally, Meng Liao could not refuse this request. After all, he had seen him for so long.
It wouldn't hurt to take a look at it once, but he was really curious about Yu Zhirong's illness, which was really rare. How to treat it was really unclear for a while, and it might take a long time to study.
When Meng Liao was treating Yu Zhirong, Yu Zhirong suddenly grabbed Meng Liao's wrist at a terrifying speed. Meng Liao could only watch as Yu Zhirong's teeth got closer and closer to his wrist.
Turns out I wanted to bite him!
Yu Zhirong's psychology has been twisted to the extreme. It's not easy for him, and it's not easy for others. He doesn't know if this disease is contagious, but what he thinks is that he was like this because he was bitten by an insect. Now,
If he has this disease, if he bites Meng Liao, will Meng Liao become like this?
If Meng Liao becomes like this, he will have an ally. The most important thing is that if Meng Liao's own disease is studied, he will study it more diligently, and maybe he can find a cure.
However, when Yu Zhirong took a hard bite, he immediately wanted to die. He only heard a "crack" sound, and one of his front teeth collapsed, and his mouth was filled with blood. Meng
Liao slapped Yu Zhirong away with a palm, and then took off the steel plate from his wrist, "I knew you were not well-intentioned. You are fine now. One of your front teeth is missing. Even if your face is fine, you'd better just
Don't talk or smile, it will leak!"
Yu Zhirong was furious and there was blood on his chin. He didn't care about anything else and rushed forward to hit Meng Liao. He wanted to leave traces on Meng Liao's body, but he couldn't succeed at all. Ah Li appeared and kicked Yu Zhi.
Yu Zhirong fell completely from Rong's heart and was in so much pain that she couldn't get up.
"Don't cause trouble for yourself." Ah Li said coldly, "You can die anytime you want."
Although Yu Zhirong was furious, there was nothing he could do. In his current situation, he couldn't defeat Ah Li at all, and Ah Li looked like he would not show mercy to him, and might even kill him with his own hands.
Ah Li and Meng Liao left, not intending to care about Yu Zhirong anymore, but Meng Liao was not in a hurry to leave. He glanced at Ah Li and smiled very slyly.
"Don't leave in a hurry, I still have things to do, Ah Li, put this on." Meng Liao handed the glove-like thing to Ah Li, "Put it on like this, we have to do something good before he leaves.
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After putting on the gloves, Meng Liao's smile became even more cunning, "I took the risk to treat you this time. It's not that simple. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come. Anyway, I don't have any friendship with you, and you are still so bad.
There is no need to heal you at all, but I need some of your blood, Ah Li, touch him!" As soon as he finished speaking, Ah Li started to touch Yu Zhirong's acupuncture points.
Yu Zhirong was immediately unable to move. Only his eyes and mouth could move. "What are you going to do? Release my acupuncture points quickly."
"That's a beautiful idea, don't you want to bite me? I'm going to make an opening on you now." Meng Liao slashed with the knife, and Yu Zhirong's wrist immediately saw blood, but he was very skilled in slashing, and a lot of blood would flow out.
Blood, but not life-threatening.
He took a bowl and started to collect the blood from Yu Zhirong's wrist. He filled a bowl full of blood before stopping Yu Zhirong's bleeding.