Divine Doctor Poison Concubine is about to turn over

Chapter 405

Di Wuhen took a deep look at Bei Mingwu, did he want to take off her clothes and take a look?
Does this make her thin?
But you can't be absolutely sure without looking.

In fact, from the fact that her blood can relieve pain, he guessed that another curse should be in Bei Mingwu's body.

When he first knew that her blood could ease the pain, he had tried other people's blood, but it didn't work, and it would stimulate the pain in his body instead.

Only hers are different.

The Yin-Yang Curse is a vicious and cruel curse, which means that two people who are cursed can never be together.

One lives and one dies.

Why is this curse on them.

It's okay that they are strangers, but now they have each other in their hearts.

There is nothing more cruel than the separation of two people who love each other.

Unfortunately, they ran into each other.

If Bei Mingwu knew that they were all under the Yin-Yang curse and knew that they must die and live, would she collapse and suffer?
If she knew that he was willing to die and let her live, I'm afraid she would live in grief for the rest of her life.

So he won't let her know.

Never let her know.

"Why?" Bei Mingwu looked at him sharply.

All right, why did he suddenly not want her blood.

Since giving him blood on the [-]th of every month, she has been taking blood-enriching pills. Even if she gave him blood twice a month, it would not have any effect on her body.

"Your blood is of little use to me." Di Wuhen said lightly.

Bei Mingwu's mind was running fast, no matter how smart she was, she couldn't figure out why he suddenly didn't want her blood.

Obviously her blood can relieve his pain.

"You lied to me." Bei Mingwu said coldly, and then she took out a dagger and cut at her finger, blood dripping into the teacup.

Di Wuhen looked at the bright blood in the cup, only felt his temples twitch, then grabbed her hand and said angrily, "Enough."

He could never see her bleed again.

When Bei Mingwu felt his warm big hand holding her small hand, there was an indescribable warmth in her chest.

She stood there without moving or speaking, letting him hold her.

"Go bandage." Di Wuhen let go of her hand and said coldly.

"If you don't drink it, just pour it out. As long as our contract is still there, I will give you blood on the fifteenth of every month. If you don't want it, we will terminate the contract. There will be no relationship in the future, and you will never appear in this place again." I live because I don't want to owe you."

Bei Mingwu looked at him condescendingly and said coldly.

After the words fell, she quickly turned and left.

She was afraid that if she stood there again, she would not be able to hold back the tears.

Why did the once strong self become so weak.

In her opinion, shedding tears is the behavior of the weak.

Di Wuhen kept that posture like a statue, is she forcing him to drink her blood?
He didn't know how long he had left, even as a collaborator, he still wanted to be by her side for a while.

Suddenly, his body convulsed.

The familiar pain spread in his body, swallowing him bit by bit.

Bei Mingwu didn't go far, she just watched intently near the tent.

Suddenly, the lights in the tent went out.

Bei Mingwu couldn't help running over, but she didn't go in.

Even if Di Wuhen tried his best to suppress him, with her current sensitivity, she could still hear his subtle sounds of pain.

Bei Mingwu only felt that it was icy cold, and his chest seemed to be strangled by something, and he couldn't breathe.

(End of this chapter)