He was already so weak and still said he was fine.
Looking at the black blood on his wound, if the poison was not sucked out, I am afraid the poison would have penetrated even deeper.
"Sorry, I can't listen to you now."
Yan Xiaomo said with a serious face, reaching out and tearing open Prince Lanling's clothes.
In addition to the very good muscles, she also saw the scars all over his body.
They are criss-crossed, and the old and new scars have different depths.
It can be seen that some of the scars are new and some are from the past.
There were all large and small, and Yan Xiaomo felt a little bit unbearable when she saw them.
Looking at the wound, it was right at the clavicle of the left shoulder.
The wound was not wide, but the blood outside was a little black.
Without thinking much, Yan Xiaomo started to suck out the poisonous blood inside, sucking out as much as she could.
At this time, it was not practical to go out and see a doctor.
Yan Xiaomo stopped taking drugs when he knew that the color of his blood was about to turn red.
Looking at the sweat dripping from King Lanling's head, Yan Xiaomo had to wipe it away with his sleeves.
Until now, she didn't have any normal clothes.
"Achang, do you have any trauma medicine on you?"
Yan Xiaomo asked, pulling a few pieces of fabric two fingers wide from his clothes.
Although the poison is almost gone, the wound still needs to be bandaged.
Prince Lanling spread his hands, and a small white bottle rolled onto the floor, making a slight sound.
"Just bear with it."
Yan Xiaomo took the medicine bottle and poured the powder on the wound, her face full of love.
Think about King Lanling in the Canyon of Kings.
He is the natural enemy of almost all mages and shooters.
He appears and disappears.
When your head lights up, it means that the dangerous King Lanling is approaching.
At this time, it is best to hide under the tower, otherwise you will die.
Prince Lanling frowned slightly, his face was still pale, and his breath was even more disordered.
Although the poison was almost absorbed by Yan Xiaomo, there was still some residual poison in King Lanling's body.
However, the impact should not be too great.
Yan Xiaomo struggled to help Prince Lanling onto the bed.
Looking at the face hidden by the cold mask, Yan Xiaomo wanted to take off the mask on Prince Lanling's face.
I want to see the face behind the mask.
As soon as his hand landed on the mask, he could already feel the cold touch on his fingertips.
However, Yan Xiaomo hesitated.
Wouldn't this be a bit of a way to take advantage of others?
She couldn't take off the mask of King Lanling at this time.
I didn't know what was going on in my mind, so I just stopped and took back my hand.
"Ah Chang, you must get better.
I will take you to the doctor at dawn."
Yan Xiaomo lay on the bedside, holding her face in her hands, her eyes always fixed on the half-perfect face of Prince Lanling.
Prince Lanling's eyes were tightly closed.
A row of black curled eyelashes were like butterflies spreading their wings and about to fly.
His sword eyebrows were like sharp blades, flying diagonally into his temples.
His long purple hair looked charming and noble.
I don't know when it started, but Yan Xiaomo couldn't help but take a nap.
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When I woke up the next day, I found that I was already lying on the bed and had returned to my fox appearance.
We promised to sleep during the day and be active at night, but judging from the current situation, it is still difficult to reverse the daytime for a while.
Prince Lanling, who was originally lying on the bed, also disappeared.
Yan Xiaomo got off the bed and was about to go out, but found that Prince Lanling had just returned.
He was holding food wrapped in lotus leaves in his hand, and Yan Xiaomo could already smell the fragrance of chicken. oshow7: