Counterattack on the giants: the villain male god is a girl

Chapter 1642 Clearance (4)

She lowered her eyes to hide the fear from the bottom of her heart, put the potion on the bedside table, and sat on the bedside, softly shouting: "Gong Jing..."

He still didn't respond after calling several times, and the bursts of cold air emanating from her body made her shiver uncontrollably.

He lifted him up, let him lean on his body, held the medicine to his lips, and said hoarsely: "Hurry up, drink it!"

Because it was very cold, Nangong Jing didn't hesitate to feel that it was a cup of hot water.

I just didn't drink a couple of sips, probably because it was too bitter, my thin lips were tightly pressed, and I refused to drink any more.

"Drink it!" Jian Junxi's cold order seemed to come from hell, very familiar, who is it?
The confused Nangong Jing really wanted to see who she was?Nai He gathered enough strength, but couldn't open his eyes.

Jian Junxi held his head down and continued to pour until he swallowed it all.

Nangong Jing frowned, as if very angry.

Jian Junxi laid him flat, and put the cup on the bedside table.

Stand up and place the prepared silver needle and red thread on the bedside.

Turning her head to look at Nangong Jing, her thick eyebrows frowned, detoxification required needles on his body, but she seldom relied on medical skills to save people.

Therefore, she needs to look at the acupuncture points on his body.

I had no choice but to forcibly lift his quilt, and when I saw that his body was covered with large and small scars
The black eyes were filled with astonishment and horror, and the hands holding the quilt trembled uncontrollably.

From the chest to the calf, there are scars all over.

Especially on the chest, there are a few very deep scars, because the time is not long, and the skin is bloodless, so those scars are particularly glaring.

A mist suddenly formed in her eyes, she stretched out her right hand tremblingly, and slowly placed it on the deepest scar on his chest, imagining the scene in her mind.

Deep in the cliff, someone was attacking him with a long knife.

And this fool, at the critical moment of fighting with others, only wanted to keep the herbs, and, the last text message...

If she had answered that call, would it have turned out differently?
Thinking of this, it felt like a sharp knife with salt stabbed my heart, I grabbed it in pain, covered my lips and turned my head away.

Taking a deep breath, he desperately forced back the tears in his eyes.

At this critical moment, she didn't allow herself to think too much, and let out a long breath.

Turning his head to stare at his body, he pressed the position where the needle needed to be inserted with his hand.

Some acupuncture points have scars, can they be avoided?

As she thought about it, she unbuttoned her tube top. She was so engrossed that she threw the gauze on the ground without paying attention.

Determine the location of the needle, and cover him with the quilt again.

Pick up the syringe on the bedside table, unpack a long needle and insert it into the syringe.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, she raised her head and took a deep breath. This time, what she wanted to take was still heart blood.

In fact, blood from other parts of the body is also fine, but she was worried that the best effect would not be achieved, so she decided to use the blood from her heart.

The hand that raised the syringe trembled slightly, saying that there was no pressure at all, that was impossible, the last time was meaningless, because they didn't need to worry about their children...

She took a few more deep breaths, until she felt calmer, then she slowly lowered her head, looked at the position, and stabbed the needle into her heart little by little.

The pain started from the flesh, quickly reached the bone marrow through the nerve endings, and finally went deep into the soul. Tears of bravery swirled in the eye sockets, and the throat choked and slipped.

And she, looking up, would rather suffocate in pain than allow that teardrop to fall.

The bright red blood slowly entered the tube, and after being pumped for a while, she lowered her head to check the blood volume.
(End of this chapter)