He has been hurt to this point, yet there is no expression on his face, he is really a ruthless person, calm and terrifying.

"This hidden weapon is poisonous, you need to pull it out immediately, otherwise the poison will spread into your body." Jin Zhao's tone suddenly became serious.

"Pull it out."

There was no wave in his voice, as if it was just a very ordinary thing.

When the hidden weapon pierced in, his body was blocked...

The blood dripped on his face just now, and he was pulled up after being injured like this...

Shaking his head, he quickly discarded the messy thoughts in his head, and reached out to grab the half of the silverware.

He made up his mind, although he knew that pulling out the thing without anesthetic would be nothing more than a piercing pain, but there was nothing he could do.

With a sudden jerk, blood sprayed out along the silverware and onto his face.

Shen Li's body slid down weakly, his strength was exhausted.

Jin Zhao dropped the hidden weapon, ignored the blood on his face, helped him up, found a slightly brighter angle, and observed the wound.

"The color of the blood is wrong, and there is still toxin in the wound." It's not that he hasn't read novels, this... Under normal circumstances, he can only do that, and there is no other way.

He was about to get closer to the wound, but the man slowly raised his hand to hold his head and forehead.

He raised his eyes to look at the pale man in front of him, and the eyes of the two happened to meet.

"You don't have to go to this point. If I die, I'm following your will. Didn't you still want to kill me just now?"

"You're the only one who has a long mouth, right?" He didn't want to, the key is that our lives are bound together, and I can't live if you die...

He raised his hand and flicked the man's hand down. In order to prevent him from moving again, he didn't take it away, but held his hand tightly to let him give up the idea of stopping it.

Originally, I finally made up my mind, but I can't be fooled by him anymore.

He put his mouth together without hesitation.

Shen Li's face paled again and again, staring fixedly at the man's face, a strange emotion appeared in the depths of his eyes, which disappeared in a flash.

I don't know how many mouthfuls of blood he sucked, not only the rust smell, but also the weird smell of toxin, which made him want to vomit for a while, after a while, the color finally returned to normal.

Okay, happy to mention the second and first time, the first time to help someone suck that stuff.

After the color of the blood returned to normal, he treated the wound briefly, and tore off a strip of clean cloth from his body to bandage the wound. Anyway, his clothes have a lot of fabric, so it doesn't matter if they tear more.

Shen Li glanced at the clothes that had been torn with a gap, and the scene at the bottom of the Ping Liang Valley slowly flashed through his mind...

It's the same way to bandage the wound...

He seems to have changed something, but also seems to have nothing changed, can't tell the specifics.

Jin Zhao suddenly thought of something, he raised his hand and took out a small porcelain bottle from his clothes, poured out a pill, and was about to feed him, when the man asked again, "What is this?"

"Replenishing qi and blood, strengthening your body, medicine that can make you recover quickly, don't take it." As he said that, he was about to refill the bottle, but the man took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

"Why? So you believe that I won't poison you to death?"

He didn't answer, but directly took the pill from Jin Zhao's hand and swallowed it.

After putting away the porcelain vase, Jin Zhao helped him tidy up his clothes again, and after thinking about it, he reminded him, "You're seriously injured, it's not suitable to run around tonight, and it's getting late, so I'll be here today for the rest of the night.Bar."

As he spoke, he took off his robe and covered him, "I'm right there, if you feel uncomfortable, just call me."

Then he walked to the stove and sat down.

Shen Li never said a word, but turned his eyes to look at the back who was much stronger than two years ago. The firelight softened his facial contours, maybe it was his own illusion.

Until the middle of the night, when Jin Zhao was staring in a daze, the coughing sound over there woke him up completely.