C42 healing injury

"Woman, didn't I tell you not to come over?"

"Is this the time to talk about this?" Tang Wanyi yelled back. She was worried to death, so she pulled his arm over her neck and took a few steps forward. "Be careful, can you walk?"

Luo Juntian embarrassedly dragged his own leg, "If I say no, will you be able to carry me?"

"I can't back out, but I'll try." Tang Wanyi didn't have the slightest intention of joking. She really would try.

Luo Juntian was stunned, she looked down at her, a warm feeling ran through his heart!

However, in the next moment, the intense pain took away all of his willpower. He was growing weaker and weaker, and so was she.

Tang Wanyi used all the strength in his body to help Luo Juntian into the room. The wound on her shoulder had been healed a lot, but now it had been ripped open and his pajamas were red.

"Call an ambulance! Call an ambulance!" Luo Juntian said weakly. He was in so much pain that her lips had turned purple.

"We're on a lonely island, where are we going to get help —" Was he being bitten by a snake?

Luo Juntian cleared her mind, frowned, and hit the sofa with her fist, "That damned old man —"

Tang Wanyang sucked in a deep breath. She had to stay calm and not panic. She had to see his wounds first.

He lifted up his leg and picked up the fruit knife from the table. He cut the stitches on his pants neatly and tore them into his thigh. The wound was full of blood, and the bruises were all bruised and swollen.

From the looks of it, it was most likely a poisonous snake!

She swallowed a mouthful of saliva. Her mind was a bit muddled. She recalled that she had seen on TV that if a poisonous snake bit her, the place where she was bitten would tighten and suck out the venom. This would delay her for a while.

With a hardening heart, she tore off the hem of her nightgown and tied it over the wound.

"Hiss … It hurts!" Luo Juntian opened her eyes, the pain making him break out in cold sweat.

"A grown man can't endure such a little bit of pain?" Tang Wanyang's face was set in a mask. Regardless of whether he was in pain or not, the wound had been stabbed taut. She was doing this for his own good. This way, she could minimize the circulation of her blood.

Luo Juntian gritted her teeth. Being laughed at by a woman was such a disgrace. Tang Wangyang, you sure are something.

Just as his eyelids could not help but slowly close, he suddenly felt something warm and soft covering his legs.

He opened his eyes and saw that her head was buried in his wound. He understood what she was doing.

"You're crazy, you'll get poisoned too —" Angry, he desperately tried to push her head away.

Tang Wanyi fell to the side and then got up again, "I'm not crazy. This is the only way, and now is the best time."

Lowering her head, she brought her mouth close again.

"Don't suck — —" Luo Juntian pushed her away again, scolding sternly, "Tang Wangyang, don't pretend to be kind to me. Even if you die because of my poison, I won't thank you, so don't be stupid."

He did not want to implicate her.

Tang Wanyi's bright eyes dimmed for a moment, "I know, so you don't have to be grateful!" She resolutely moved closer.