The widow is a curse

Chapter 289 You must not want him to die!
Xue walked slowly to the bed, lifted the quilt, and glanced at Bei Gonghan's palm that was tightly held on Duanmu Yaoyang's wrist.

"You definitely don't want him to die!"

He spoke quietly, like asking but more like talking to himself.

Covering Bei Gonghan back on the bed, Xue went to the other side.

Uncover the quilt on Duanmu Yaoyang's body, open his skirt, and use the palm of his right hand to slowly stick it to Duanmu Yaoyang's chest.

As his skill gradually strengthened, the blood in Duanmu Yaoyang's body began to reverse bit by bit.

The remaining poison in the body also circulates in the blood, gathering little by little from all over the body to the chest.

Looking at the bluish-black blood ring slowly gathering towards the palm, determination flashed in Xuepin's eyes.

Looking up at Bei Gonghan's face, he suddenly raised the power on his palm to the limit.

The blue-black blood ring shrank instantly, and was directly sucked into the palm of his hand.

Hurry up with your left hand to block the blood of your right hand.

Xue suddenly pulled away from her palm, and with a soft whistling sound, she suddenly spat out her palm.

puff!
With his sharp palm.

A cloud of black blood mist also sprayed out from the palm of his right hand.

After doing all this, Xue's forehead was already covered with sweat.

Taking drugs with internal energy and detoxification are completely different.

If the toxins sucked from other people's bodies cannot be discharged in time, then the toxins will enter the heart veins in an instant, faster than direct poisoning.

Panting heavily, Xue Qiang stepped forward and straightened Duanmu Yaoyang's clothes.

Carefully took his pulse, and saw that although his pulse was weak, it was gradually calming down, Xue let out a soft breath.

Pull the quilt over again to cover Duanmu Yaoyang's body.

Xue then walked slowly to Bei Gonghan's head, took out the handkerchief from her body and wrapped her hands, pulled a chair and sat down.

off account.

The night was dark.

Xiao Yi, Siya, and the lieutenant sat far away by the campfire, watching Bei Gonghan's big tent.

No one knows what happened in this big tent.

Only the flickering candlelight witnessed Xue's adventurous walk on the edge of life.

Snow is really tired.

Lying beside Bei Gonghan's pillow, he fell asleep quietly.

The candlelight quietly bathed the faces of the three of them, looking extraordinarily gentle.

(End of this chapter)