"Let's not talk about that first, you hurry to find Mr. Wu and let him come here, the knife is injured. Hurry up." Baili Wushang interrupted Meng Yi's words, and urged.

"...Yes, master." Meng Yi was taken aback for a moment, then quickly turned around, and strode out.

When Baili Wushang returned, he found that Yun Jingchu was no longer in a daze, and was standing in front of the knife, pouring pills from the porcelain bottle...

Although her expression did not show any panic, her movements were a little stiff, and the hand holding the porcelain bottle trembled, and she poured out the pills several times before she poured them out. He fell to the ground and rolled under the chair...

Yun Jingchu was about to pinch the knife's mouth to feed him medicine, Baili Wushang said: "Let me do it."

Hearing the sound, Yun Jingchu turned his head to look at Baili Wushang, Baili Wushang quickly stepped forward, squeezed Dao's chin with one hand, took the pill in Yun Jingchu's hand with the other, and threw it into Dao's mouth...

This is the life-saving pill that Wu Jiu gave Yun Jingchu.Wu Jiu said that as long as there is still a breath, after taking this medicine, you can hang your breath for at least twelve hours, and it melts in the mouth without drinking water.

"Jingchu, don't worry, Wu Jiu will be fine." Baili Wushang hugged Yun Jingchu into his arms, and patted her on the shoulder.

"Well, he'll be fine." Yun Jingchu's face was as pale as snow, but his voice and expression were very firm, as if he was very sure that Wu Jiuhui would be fine.

"No wound, help me, let's treat the wound with the knife." Yun Jingchu said while searching the room, trying to find a pair of scissors to cut the clothes on the knife.

Because it is the place where the devil man is imprisoned, the things in the house are very simple, there are no things like scissors...

Yun Jing looked around for the first time but couldn't find the scissors, blinked his eyes, then turned his head to Baili Wushang and said to Baili Wushang: "Wushang, help me cut off the clothes on the knife, I want to clean it up for him Wound."

Yun Jingchu believed in Baili Wushang's swordsmanship, so there was no problem in doing such a simple thing.

Baili Wushang nodded, pulled out the long sword behind him, and stepped back a few steps. After adjusting the position, the snow-white long sword turned into streaks of light and passed across the blade. It turned into pieces of rags and fell off his body...

However, there were still many pieces of cloth stuck to the wound with blood.

Yun Jingchu looked at the fleshy wounds on the knife body, his eyes turned red immediately, and his whole body became cold, but at the same time, he felt a magma-like anger erupting from the depths of his body, and the fiery air flow found Without an outlet to vent, she could only run around in her body, as if her internal organs were all burned to ashes...

The stiffness was only for a moment, and the next moment, Yun Jingchu strode towards the place where the washbasin was placed, and there happened to be a basin of clear water in the washbasin.

Yun Jingchu picked up the towel on the side shelf, threw it into the basin, then walked back to Dao with the basin, and put the basin on the table beside it...

After wringing out the towel, Yun Jingchu bent down and prepared to clean the wound for the knife...

"Let me do it." Baili Wushang stopped Yun Jingchu's movements, took the towel in Yun Jingchu's hand, bent down to clean the wound with the knife.

Yun Jingchu didn't say much, took out the medicine to stop the bleeding from his bosom, and sprinkled it on the wound that Baili Wushang had cleaned...

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