Xia Xiwan sat on the chair. She pushed the long needle into her blood vessel and watched the drop of flower poison melt into her body.
After the last experience, Xia Xiwan thought that she was no longer unfamiliar with this flower poison, but when the flower poison attacked, she felt a pain that was a hundred times more severe than the last time.
Medically speaking, the flower toxin has developed a certain immunity to her blood, and the defense level of her blood has dropped, so the flower toxin will naturally become more rampant.
Xia Xiwan's face turned extremely pale, a layer of cold sweat broke out on her forehead, and something seemed to be gnawing at her bones. The pain could drive people crazy.
Xia Xiwan endured the surging pain and quickly picked up the pen. She wrote down several important medical equations on the paper, but there was still one equation missing.
Xia Xiwan felt that she was going to succeed. Victory was within her reach. She had developed the antidote!
However, she missed one of the most important equations.
What exactly is this equation?
Xia Xiwan didn't think about it. She fell off the chair. One drop of blood and two drops of blood... quickly poured out of her nose.
She reached out and touched it, and there was blood all over the veil.
Xia Xiwan quickly went to get the needle, which was at hand, but then there was a harsh roar of a train in her ears, and then the whole world was spinning.
She couldn't see anything clearly.
Xia Xiwan fell limply on the carpet like a deflated rubber ball. She stretched out her little hand and groped on the carpet. Where was the needle? Where was her needle?
Nothing was touched.
Xia Xiwan's vision slowly turned black, and she was about to fall into coma in the blink of an eye.
At this time, the door to the room suddenly opened and someone walked in, "Xia Xiwan, Xia Xiwan! Open your eyes quickly and don't sleep. Datura flower poison will damage the brain, so you must not sleep!"
Xia Xiwan felt someone calling her, and her slender feathers trembled. She tried her best to open her eyes, and Lu Zixian's cold and handsome face magnified in her sight.
Lu Zixian is here!
But what Xia Xiwan saw was not Lu Zixian. Lu Zixian's face quickly changed into that of Lu Hanting. She curled her lips weakly and said in a soft voice, "Mr. Lu, you are here..."
Lu Zixian knew the datura flower poison very well. Both of these two medical geniuses had studied this poison. When this poison occurs, confusion will occur. She recognized the wrong person.
"Don't move, I'll bleed you."
Lu Zixian took out a sharp knife and made a cut on her fingertips. It was worthy of the Golden Knife Master. The wound on her fingertips was so shallow that you couldn't even see it without looking carefully, but the black blood flowed quickly.
It dripped from her fingertips.
Xia Xiwan felt that the pain in her body was gradually reducing and then disappearing, but her consciousness was not yet fully awake.
"Take a rest. You'll be fine soon. There's blood on your face. I'll get a towel to wipe it for you." Lu Zixian stood up and walked to the shower room.