After being pricked by the little Lolita, Yan Xing was in a trance in the severe pain. For a short time, he even lost consciousness. He didn't know who he was or where he was.
After a while, the pain revived, and his head hurt. It was like someone hitting the top of his head with a hammer. The pain was so painful that he wanted to die immediately to avoid suffering. He gritted his teeth and refused to moan no matter how painful it was.
After a while, the pain in the limbs and bones attacked the senses one after another, as if a saw was pulled back and forth on the body, and the flesh and blood vessels were broken section by section.
That kind of pain has gone up a notch compared to the time when Little Loli gave him acupuncture to remove the poison. If it was severe pain last time, this is severe pain. Last time it was level 10 severe pain, and this time it was super pain.
Yan Xing has never felt pain reaching this level before. This kind of pain is probably the kind that makes people want to live. If not, at least it is infinitely close to the truth.
His whole body was convulsing with pain, and at the same time he felt hot here and there like frozen. Some places seemed to be exploding, some were shrinking, and some were being stretched like noodles, being pulled and tested for elasticity.
The feeling was indescribable, and he was tossing it over and over again. He gritted his teeth and controlled himself not to scream, but he couldn't control his body from shaking uncontrollably.
While Yan Shuai was suffering, Le Yun stood and observed, scanning the changes in his body. She took out the needle decisively at the right time, inserting one or two needles every once in a while, and added a dozen more needles to Yan Shuai's body, and then took out the needles.
Lifting the scalpel, he lifted the knife from his hand and pricked the thumbs of Yan Ren's left and right hands. The palms of his feet were close to the Yongquan acupoint. He threw away the scalpel lightly. He took the syringe and glass bottle and sat beside handsome Yan Yan to wait.
He detoxifies.
Soon, young master Yan started bleeding from the place where the needle was inserted and from where his fingers and toes were scratched. At first it was relatively normal, it was dark red, and soon it turned into dark purple. It seeped out bit by bit and was very sticky.
It is very thin and jelly-like, very much like fat juice.
Le Yun took a syringe to collect the poisonous blood. The toxins were forced out of Handsome Yan's body and were very turbid. They were not pure poisons, but they could still extract useful poisonous components, and collecting them was also waste.
Don't underestimate the poison just because it's a waste. In fact, its lethality is very powerful. If you use it to poison rats, you're guaranteed to die. If you poison mosquitoes and cockroaches, you're guaranteed to make them extinct. Of course, if they are eaten by chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs,
There is only one way to help them collect the corpses and dig pits.
After collecting bit by bit, I only managed to collect two glass vials. There were still toxins, so it was not easy to collect. Le Yun was too lazy to put too much thought into it. She just collected a certain amount for research. She didn’t ask for more, sealed the bottles, and then put them away.
Syringe cleaning and disinfection.
Yan Xing didn't know what he had become. He only felt hot and cold, his body was sweating, and his face was sticky, as if his face had been glued by oil and mud.
At first, he felt severe pain all over his body, and he didn't know whether it was numb or no pain at all. He didn't feel any pain, he only felt cold and hot alternating, as if he was in a polarized place, suffering another kind of torture.
The toxins that seeped out of his body gradually made it all over his head, face, and body. They also seeped and stuck to the floor from the places where his body was in contact with the floor, slowly accumulating.
After observing for a while, Le Yun happily left him alone, turned on the kitchen fan, turned on the air conditioner to change the air, and sat on the yoga mat with a book in her arms, reading, and only glanced at the patient every five, six or ten minutes.
Young Master Yan was left to fend for himself, and poisonous blood gushed out from the pinholes on the peak. Some places were dark purple, sometimes black purple, and even jet black. Several colors often appeared alternately, and sometimes there were...
One or two drops of black blood mixed with blue-green color came out, dyeing his skin colorful, like the clay makeup painted by Africans.
The colored clay continued to thicken, as if it had helped him mold a layer of clay paste, and the color on the ground slowly spread, and the odor in the air became thicker and more chaotic.
The smell was so unpleasant that Le Yun almost turned into a stinker. She sighed silently and continued reading. After three sticks of incense, she slowly put down the book and went to study Yan.
Young Master Yan has changed beyond recognition. What gushes out from the pinhole is not only toxins, but also accumulated impurities. It is a paste like oil stains, some are slightly yellow, some are mixed with fat, like spoiled milk, all kinds of miscellaneous
The stuff turned a grown man into a paste, and it still gave off a stench, as if he had just been fished out of a latrine.
"Humph!" Seeing the gray human stick, Le Yun rolled her eyes, ran to find her cell phone, took a photo of the clay figurine, took dozens of beautiful pictures, saved them, and hid her cell phone back in the bedroom.
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Make a record of someone's embarrassment, put on gloves, put a paper towel on your palm, pull out the needles one by one, put the recovered needles on the paper towel, collect enough needles to wipe them clean, and then throw them into a sterilizing bottle to soak
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He took back the stubble of gold and silver needles and wiped them clean, put them all in sterilizing bottles and sealed them. He put away the medical tools and moved them further away. Then he used banknotes to help Yan Handsome Guy wipe his feet to clean the stains on his feet to avoid him.
As he walked, there were gray stains all over the floor. After that, he wiped his eyes and wiped away the impurities that were stuck in his eyes and around his eye sockets.
"Handsome guy, it's time to pick up the corpse again. Go ahead and wash the corpse yourself." Help the handsome guy free his eyes, and you're done. The rest is for handsome guy Yan to do the rest by himself.
"Hey!" When the little Loli pulled out the needle, Yan Xingyou felt a slight pain like an ant bite, and he lay down like a corpse. He didn't dare to move without the little Loli's order. He heard the little Loli say it was okay.
Fake corpse, responded excitedly, opened his mouth and almost got a mouthful of stinky food, then closed his mouth in panic, not daring to say any more.
He sat up like a carp, and suddenly found that his back felt like it was stuck with glue, and it felt sticky. When he sat up and looked at himself, his legs, feet, arms, and chest were all a mess, and he couldn't even identify the color of his pants.
Seeing that he had turned into a smelly clay figure that rolled out from the smelly mud, Yan Xing could not wait to faint. Oh my god, it looked so ugly and smelly!
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Such a smelly person is so ugly that it would be strange for little loli to feel disgusted after seeing it.
In an instant, Yan Xing jumped to his feet, not caring about anything else, and ran to the bathroom. He rushed there several times, jumped in, and slammed the door.
When he closed the bathroom door, he belatedly discovered that there were dirty fingerprints on the door. Looking at his hands, there was also a thick layer of stuff glued on his palms. He was about to collapse. Where did these smelly things come from?
of?
There was something like gelatin on the eyelids that was about to flow down. Yan Xing quickly turned on the shower and stood under the shower head to rinse. The sticky layer was oily and sticky to the hands. It couldn't be washed away with clean water, so he rubbed it.
After a few strokes, it felt like there was cream on his head, so he had to pick up the soap used by Little Lolita for laundry and apply a layer of it. He washed his hands first, then washed his hair. He kept soaping and scrubbing a lot.
Go through it all to get the dirt off your head.
Over and over again, five or six times, I finally washed myself clean from head to toe. I leaned in front of the mirror and took a look at myself. I saw that my face was as smooth as jade, my skin was very white and moist, and my lips were also beautiful.
Extraordinarily rosy.
Feeling it again, the whole body has changed, even the pores are transparent, and the bones seem to be a few ounces lighter. The change from the inside to the outside is like a new life and full of vitality.
In an instant, Yan Xing was so excited that he almost screamed to the sky, cleansing the menstrual marrow! While the little Loli was helping to remove the poison, she also washed his menstrual marrow once, so he felt like he was reborn and his whole body was clear.
Thinking of the little Lolita's kindness to him, he opened the door excitedly, pressed his hand on the doorknob, and suddenly realized that he had no clothes on. His face felt hot with shame, and he hurriedly looked for clothes. He suddenly realized that his backpack was still outside, and he didn't have it at all.
Clothes can be changed.
At this time, Yan Xing was stunned and stood there for several seconds. He silently picked up the tight-fitting pants he had thrown aside and washed them. He used a lot of washing powder to barely clean them. He put them on while enduring the feeling of disgust and quickly washed the clothes on the door.
Wash away the dirty fingerprints, open the door a crack, and peek out quietly. The place where the little Loli is sitting reading is blocked by the desk, and only her feet stretched out on the floor can be seen.
In addition to those, there are a few dirty footprints on the floor made by myself.
He was too embarrassed to run out to get his clothes. He struggled with himself for a long time and asked for help from Little Loli: "Little Loli, please help me get my backpack, please?"
When Yan handsome guy rushed to the bathroom, Le Yun sighed sadly at the footprints he left. She worked hard to help him clean his feet, just hoping not to leave dirty marks all over the floor, but the guy jumped up.
Sometimes he stepped on the floor and made it full of dirt, which made her wipe his smelly feet in vain.
The floor was dirty, it was too late to say anything, so instead of blaming Mr. Yan, he sat down and scanned the book, scanning and scanning. When he heard Handsome Yan calling for help, he put the book aside, got up and picked up Handsome Yan's backpack and gave it to him.
, that guy was so excited that he went to take a shower without taking any clothes. Now he knows the consequences.
Seeing the handsome guy Yan sticking his head out from behind the door, with a fair and handsome face full of clouds, and his face flushed with shame, he looked like a newly married bride. In order to prevent the handsome guy from being ashamed, Le Yun didn't laugh at him and went to the bathroom.
He handed the backpack to him.
The little loli brought a backpack, with a bright pink face and a bright smile. Yan Xing was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the sewer of the bathroom. When the backpack was handed over, he stretched out his arms, grabbed it and slammed the door shut.
"What are you afraid of? I don't have a bad hobby like voyeurism. I won't rush in to see your naked butt when others are in danger." Yan Ren closed the door as if to guard against flower-picking thieves. Le Yun touched her nose, dissatisfied.
He complained, turned around and went back to read, and did not forget to urge: "Hurry up, get dressed and go out to clean. I have worked so hard, and you still let me stay in this smell and read, can you bear it?"
"I'm going to clean up right away." The little loli's nagging voice came, and Yan Xing's face turned red with embarrassment again. Hearing the last sentence, he felt ashamed and quickly found some clothes to put on.
