Bright red blood, drop by drop from the wound on the wrist.

Feng Mo Chen's wrist wound just healed and would be cut. Although she was very strong, every time she cut it, it would hurt more than before.

"How can you be so stupid..." seeing her like this, the night leaves the brake, the vision is faint, deeply coagulates her.

Only he knows how painful he is.

It's not the first time I've seen her save herself with blood.

Every time I see it, it makes him feel very painful, very painful.

"Shut your mouth." Feng Mo Chen raised his eyes and looked at him coldly. They were all hurt like this, and they still had strength to talk nonsense.

After roaring, she immediately pulled a bandage from the doctor's medicine box, tied up her wrist, handed the porcelain bottle full of blood to the doctor, and said in a low voice, "feed him this, and you'll try to force out the poisonous blood on his leg."

The doctor didn't know why, but he could see that she gave her blood to herself. It could be seen that the blood could detoxify. He didn't hesitate to take the porcelain bottle, so he fed the blood to Yelisha.

Night away from the cha don't drink, just a moment not instantaneous coagulate Feng Mo Chen.

"Young master, just drink this. Don't waste your master's hard work." The doctor did not open his mouth when he saw the night.

Seeing this, Feng Mo Chen's eyes looked at the night and left the brake. With a deep look, he said directly, "I order you to drink. I don't want a trash to follow me."

Two words of nonsense, she bites very hard.

But this sentence can also prove how much she cares about him.

Otherwise, he would not put his own blood to save him.

If there are no legs, how can he be qualified to be with her? If there are no legs, how can he hold her and protect her?

Hear her this words, the night leaves the cha Cong, her eyes are more deep a few minutes, the black phoenix Mou doesn't blink for a while, just open the mouth to drink that sticky and bloody blood, a drop doesn't leave.

There are many blood stains on the corners of his mouth.

Seeing that he drank it, Feng Mochen's heart fell down. Although her heart was scarred, it took her a lot of energy to summon Qilin sword, and she was a little tired.

MuQing saw that her hand was injured, and her bandaged wrist was soaked with blood. She was in a hurry on her face and went to dress the wound for fengmochen directly.

This man is really stubborn.

He's just a slave. Why save him with his own blood?

MuQing's help, Feng Mo Chen just casually toward the next chair sat down, did not refuse, let her pick up the medicine box in the hemostatic medicine to deal with the wound.

The doctor summed up all the medicines in the medicine box with labels on them. He understood them as soon as he saw them.

MuQing is a martial arts practitioner. He often gets hurt, so there is no problem in dressing ordinary wounds.

On this side, after drinking the blood at night, I felt a little dizzy and the pain on my legs became more obvious.

The whole leg burned like it was on a fire. It was too painful to speak.

After the doctor asked him to take the blood, he saw that his swollen legs were getting smaller and the blood color was back to normal. Although it seemed a little slow, it was very clear from his keen eyes.

It seems that his leg has been saved.

The blood in this porcelain vase is still a rare treasure.

In this case, he had to take out the last magic weapon to suck out all the poisonous blood left on his legs. The doctor took out a box from a clip in the medicine box and then opened it.

There was a fat and greasy toad in it, and it would quack at the sight of white light.

Everyone was very curious to see the doctor take out a Golden Toad.

"What is this?" Feng Mo Chen saw the Golden Toad Jun Ya's face slightly surprised, this Golden Toad won't be poisonous?