He was really afraid that Jun Moyan would turn into the monster that hurt him.
The drunkard took out the acupuncture needle bag and began to perform acupuncture, wondering if he could expel the corpse poison just like expelling ordinary poison.
Wen Xiao’ai and Qing Yi waited on the side, worried and anxious, but dared not disturb the drunkard.
In an instant, Jun Moyan’s back was covered with silver needles, and as these needles fell one by one, black blood continuously oozed from Jun Moyan’s wounds, more and more, but the color of the blood remained unchanged from black to red.
Clearly, this corpse poison is different from ordinary poison.
If it were really that simple, Wen Xiao’ai would have already helped Jun Moyan to expel the poison.
The last needle fell, and after waiting for a while, he slowly withdrew the needles in order. Half an hour passed, and Jun Moyan’s condition still showed no signs of improvement.
His complexion had already changed from a bluish-gray to a deathly gray, and the wound on his back was still festering, with corpse spots covering half of his back.
A thin layer of sweat beaded the drunkard’s forehead, and his face was somewhat pale.
His hands from the acupuncture were sore and numb.
Upon hearing the drunkard’s feeble "useless," tears gushed from Wen Xiao’ai’s eyes, and she began to cry softly as she looked at the unconscious Jun Moyan on the bed.
Wen Xiao’ai came to the bedside, squatted down, reached out to touch Jun Moyan’s face, and her tears kept flowing.
"Jun Moyan, you can’t be in trouble..."
"Is there no other way?" Qing Yi grabbed the drunkard’s arm, looked at Jun Moyan on the bed, unable to believe what he heard.
"I’ll first help him control the corpse poison, and then I’ll think of something."
Hearing the drunkard’s words, Wen Xiao’ai hurriedly stood up and stepped aside to make room for the drunkard.
The drunkard shook his sore and numb hands, with the hand’s tendons occasionally twitching in pain, and performed acupuncture once more.
Fortunately, this corpse poison could be controlled.
After controlling the corpse poison to prevent it from spreading, the drunkard collected a bit of the black blood flowing from Jun Moyan’s wound and instructed them not to move Jun Moyan, and to call him immediately if anything happened. Then he prepared to take the black blood for testing.
"...Do you need to rest for a while?"
Qing Yi held the drunkard, knowing full well that the situation was urgent and not a minute could be wasted, but seeing the drunkard’s pale face, unable to walk steadily, Qing Yi couldn’t help but speak up.
His hands were shaking badly when he was performing acupuncture just now.
Qing Yi actually knew that he had ruined his health by drinking.
"It’s okay." The drunkard smiled, indicating he needn’t worry. Follow current ɴᴏᴠᴇʟs on NoveI-Fire.ɴet
"I’ll have Bai Yi take you back to the apartment. He seems to be in the room."
All of the drunkard’s testing equipment was in the apartment.
"Okay, I’ll go find him." The drunkard knew Qing Yi was worried about him, so he didn’t refuse.
Moreover, his own condition was indeed not good.
He was also afraid of suddenly fainting on the way back to the apartment.
Wen Xiao’ai squatted by the bed, looking at Jun Moyan with needles all over his back, her tears kept flowing.
She reached out and held Jun Moyan’s hand.
She always thought there was nothing more unbearable than pain.
She was afraid of pain.
But after meeting Jun Moyan, she realized that not having Jun Moyan was the most painful, the most intolerable thing.
And now, she knew that Jun Moyan being in trouble was what she feared the most.
She was afraid of pain, but at this moment, she could not even feel her own injuries, only the heartache and worry that Jun Moyan brought her.
"Miss Wen, don’t worry, the drunkard will definitely have a way, the Third Young Master has a big fate, he will definitely be fine."
"Yes, he will definitely be fine, he hasn’t married me yet, he can’t be in trouble."
Wen Xiao’ai held his hand tightly, her tear-filled eyes fixed on Jun Moyan.
Thinking if anything happens to you, I will chase you to the Underworld and make you marry me.