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The sedative slows the flow of the blood and lowers the heart rate.

These are all meant to help soothe the patient's physical or psychological anxiety.

Epinephrine, on the other hand, acts like an electric current, rapidly expanding the blood vessels and increasing the rate of blood flow and heart rate.

Let the dying heart beat again, if after injection of sedatives, then injection of epinephrine.

A person's heart would suddenly inflate like a balloon that had just deflated.

Few people could withstand such a blow. It was as if his spirit was riding on a roller coaster, suddenly rising tens of thousands of meters into the air before rapidly plummeting to the ground.

This kind of stimulation, both psychological and physiological, was challenging the limits of humans.

Wang Ya held onto the adrenaline in her hands, waiting for Wu Dong's reply.

Wu Dong raised his head, wanting to say something, but his mouth could only emit a few weak syllables.

Wang Ya moved her ear to the side of his lips, only to hear Wu Dong say in a low voice: "Bring it on!"

The corner of Wang Ya's mouth rose, amused by Wu Dong's words.

She covered her mouth and laughed. "Since you've said so, let's begin!"

Wang Ya patted on Wu Dong's neck and injected adrenaline into the blood vessels on his neck.

The potion entered his blood, but he did not immediately feel pain.

Wu Dong sneered, the tranquilizer had caused his reaction to be slow, his thinking speed was slower by half a beat, and just as he was thinking carelessly that it was only so-so, he immediately felt the power of adrenaline.

His pupils dilated and his arms and legs swelled up all of a sudden. He felt as if his blood vessels were going to explode at this very instant.

After his heart slowly beat a few times, he suddenly began to run like an engine at high speeds.

Tutututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututututu … … Wu Dong felt the gravity suddenly change direction, his body felt like it was being pulled up to the sky.

Wang Ya put down the needle, and quietly watched as her hands and feet spasmed with Wu Dong's pain.

She tapped her fingers as she counted the time. A normal person only had 30 seconds left to break down into a mental state.

Wu Dong's face was purple as he grabbed the air in big gulps, like a frightened child.

His eyes stared blankly at the ceiling.

Wu Dong's throat moved as if he had swallowed a large mouthful of air, but he could not.

In just a short moment, his body was covered in sweat as big as beans. The muscles all over his body tightened to the limit in just a few seconds.

Suddenly, Wu Dong lost all of his strength and powerlessly fell to the ground.

Zhang Xuan widened his eyes, as though he was unable to rest in peace.

Wang Ya took a little more tranquilizer and hit him on the arm.

Injecting blood vessels here would gradually cancel out the effects of the medicine and prevent too much conflict.

Sure enough, after a while, Wu Dong's grievous death look loosened. His eyelids drooped down and he slowly breathed in a mouthful of air with his mouth wide open.

His entire person regained its vitality.

Wang Ya wiped the sweat off his face with a handkerchief, held his forehead, and whispered to him, "Darling, how does it feel? Do you want to try again? "

The continuous stimulation caused Wu Dong to lose a lot of mental energy, but also allowed him to recover a little.

He snorted, wishing he could jump up and pin Wang Ya down.

He stared into Wang Ya's eyes with disdain, "It's nothing much …" I have endured my Qi deviation, I was afraid that you had some tricks up your sleeve. "

"Oh!"

Wang Ya stroked Wu Dong's chin, his eyes landing on his lips, like a girl in love, looking at her lover, "At least you're willing to talk about your own matters. On which floor did your cultivation go berserk? "

Wu Dong turned his face away, refusing to answer her question.

"Don't do that!"

Wang Ya grabbed his chin and turned his face to hers. "We just got to know each other!"

Suddenly, she lowered her head and stuck her lips on Wu Dong's mouth, but no matter what, Wu Dong clenched his teeth tightly and refused to let go.

Wang Ya used all her strength to pick up beans.

Wu Dong's teeth showed signs of loosening. Wang Ya held onto Wu Dong's face with both hands and closed his eyes, wanting to further relax Wu Dong's guard.

Suddenly, he opened his mouth and bit Wang Ya's lips.

Wang Ya only felt a pain on the side of her mouth as Wu Dong bit her lips.

Wu Dong wished that he could bite off her lips, but in the end, he still let go.

Wang Ya stood up as if she had been pardoned.

She glared at Wu Dong, then picked up a handkerchief and spat out a mouthful of blood.

Wu Dong revealed a satisfied smile: "I'm sorry, the rabbit was anxious and still dared to bite! I don't hit women, but I didn't say I wouldn't bite. "

He teased Wang Ya, wanting to anger her step by step.

Who knew that Wang Ya was unmoved. She wiped the wound on her mouth and recovered her smile. "You are so emotionless. Don't you like me? Why is there such a huge reaction from just kissing? Could it be that I'm afraid of being soft-hearted? "

"You don't have to waste your time."

Wu Dong twitched the wrist of his left hand, feeling a bit of looseness.

The more time passed, the more he could feel the medicine that Wang Ya had applied to him slowly dissipating.

Wang Ya picked up another syringe, this time with adrenaline.

She tapped the syringe. "You like to care for women, but I don't."

She pierced the tip of the needle into the side of Wu Dong's arm, causing him to shout out: "Wait!

Wang Ya pressed her finger on the needle's handle, not pushing it down, "What's wrong?" Have you changed your mind? "

Wu Dong carefully continued to twitch his right hand. He felt even more relaxed now, but he was still a little bit off.

He had to be more careful. Once Wang Ya discovered any clues, it would be even harder for him to escape.

"What do you want to know?"

Wu Dong sighed, "I'll say!"

"Are you sincere?"

Wang Ya didn't dare to believe him easily. "I want to know, what treasure or secret manual is it that helped you cultivate?"

Wu Dong slowly pulled out his right hand. He wanted to take a breath of air, but realized that the extreme yang energy on his body was still being suppressed.

His eyes fell on the syringe in Wang Ya's hand.

"Actually, it's nothing much?"

Wu Dong twisted his body and adjusted his posture so that he could snatch the needles.

As he spoke, he diverted Wang Ya's attention, "My cultivation is too radical. I had already been possessed …" But when the extreme yang energy attacked my entire body, I almost died. I met a girl with a cold body then … You know... "That's what is often written in martial arts novels …"

Suddenly, Wu Dong's left hand broke free from the rope buckle on the bed sheet, and grabbed the syringe from Wang Ya's hand.

This time, he did the math a few times in his head. He didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

The tip of the needle stopped at Wang Ya's eye. Within a centimeter of her, Wu Dong threatened: "Don't move! If I accidentally shake my hand and the tip of the needle stabs into your eyes, you know what will happen! "