"Little Fox" Qian Lingyu had a sore nose.
He once abandoned two companions because of hatred between country and family, but his two companions never abandoned him.
A few days ago, when the little fox saw him, she would snort and walk by with contempt on her face, not even saying hello to him.
He thought she already hated him, but it turned out that she still cared about him very much in times of crisis.
I can still risk my life for him.
His mind was actually sober and confused, and his nails were stretching and shrinking.
He even had a desire to tear everything apart, but he kept suppressing it, even if he bit the tip of his tongue frequently, he still had to stay awake.
Human willpower is actually extremely powerful.
When Gu Xijiu flew down, she saw that although his eyes were full of red threads, he was very conscious.
He also smiled at Gu Xijiu and said, "What's up with Xijiu?"
Gu Xijiu looked at his bleeding and knew that he would transform into a corpse in an instant, and she couldn't wait to treat him after he was out of trouble.
She took a deep breath and asked Ying Yannuo to guard him, while she followed the little fox's posture of holding Qian Lingyu and tore off his entire sleeve with a sneer, revealing the hideous wound.
The wound was half a foot long, swollen and black, and thick black blood gushed out from the wound.
"Qian Lingyu, I'm going to treat you now.
It will hurt a little.
Just hold on."
Gu Xijiu stared into Qian Lingyu's eyes.
Qian Lingyu nodded: "Okay, I'm not afraid of you, just do whatever you want."
The wound hurt when he was scratched, but later became numb.
After taking Gu Xijiu's medicine, the wound became sensitive again, and it hurt like a scorpion sting if rubbed.
Gu Xijiu casually took out a silver knife and was about to take action when she suddenly saw the pale little fox and paused for a moment: "Little fox, turn your head, don't look at it."
The little fox was a little dizzy and had a soft heart.
Gu Xijiu was afraid that she would be frightened and fainted when she saw the operation later.
Lan Waihu shook his head: "No, Xijiu, I want to see, I still have to learn."
She can't be weak any longer.
She also needs to learn more skills so that she can save her companions at critical moments.
Gu Xijiu breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay" Suffering can make people grow up quickly, and Lan Waihu finally grew up.
"Little fox, you will cooperate with me later, don't be afraid, I will take care of everything."
Gu Xijiu put some utensils in Lan Waihu's hand.
Lan Waihu nodded vigorously, his eyes wide and round.
Gu Xijiu's treatment method is actually a bit bloody.
It requires re-opening the wound, scraping off the rotten flesh, connecting the tendons, etc.
This is an operation more cruel than bone scraping to treat poison, and anesthesia cannot be used.
Gu Xijiu's technique was quick and skillful, and she tried her best to reduce the patient's pain.
However, after this operation, Qian Lingyu still broke out in cold sweat all over her body, and her body couldn't help but convulse.
But he gritted his teeth and remained silent.
Lan Waihu's pretty face was also pale, but she kept staring the whole time without blinking.
From time to time, she handed some surgical utensils to Gu Xijiu and helped Qian Lingyu wipe her sweat.
The medicine Gu Xijiu gave Qian Lingyu just now not only inhibits the zombie poison, but also drives the poison to the injured part to prevent it from entering the brain.
Of course, the medicine only has a blocking effect.
The real detoxification requires special medical techniques and special spiritual power to drive away the toxins that are about to spread throughout his body and drive them to his wounds bit by bit: