Mistakenly provoked a black-bellied junior brother

Chapter 552 Bitter Traditional Chinese Medicine

"I'm going out first, and I'll guard you outside the yard. You... hurry up... If this Thousand Soul Powder has been poisoned for more than twelve hours and there is no antidote, even if there is an antidote, there will be no antidote." Use it, and if you miss the best time for treatment, you will have to wait for death." Xiao Bai gave Hua Weiluo a meaningful look, and couldn't help shaking his head slightly.

This stupid woman didn't understand anything, and thought that all the antidote Zhifang said could be mixed together and fed to Zhishan. Fortunately, she came to find her, otherwise Taoist Zhishan would have died unjustly this time.

"I... I see..." Hua Weiluo bit her lips lightly, nodded towards Xiaobai solemnly, and then saw Xiaobai turn around and go out.

The room suddenly became quiet again.

Hua Weiluo stared at the little junior brother's cheeks for a moment, then turned around resolutely, walked to the round table, picked up the bowl of medicinal juice, and sat next to Zhishan again.

She put the concoction on the cabinet next to the bed, then stretched out an arm to wrap around Zhishan's body, and slightly supported him to lean on her body, his cold cheek leaning against her warm neck , The temperature difference on the skin made her shiver uncontrollably.

She turned her head slightly. From her angle, the little junior brother's long eyelashes drooped slightly, casting a faint shadow on the bridge of his nose. His straight nose drew a perfect arc in the air. If the pair of thin lips were not Because of the loss of blood, it should be a light pink.

If it weren't for the fact that the temperature on his body was too cold, looking at it this way, Hua Weiluo would almost think that he was just sleeping peacefully.

"Junior brother...Little brother..." Hua Weiluo called him twice softly.

Still no response.

Hua Weiluo only felt a sore nose, quickly held back the tears that were about to fall, reached out and took the medicine juice on the cabinet, scooped a spoonful, then handed it to his lips, and said softly: "Little brother , Come on, drink the medicine quickly."

The medicinal juice in the spoon just touched Zhishan's pale lips, the medicinal juice still gave off a slight heat, but the little junior didn't react at all.

Hua Weiluo's heart felt cold, she gently bit her lips with a pair of white teeth, hesitated for a while, finally took the medicine bowl, raised her head and took a big mouthful of medicine juice in her mouth.

The strong bitter taste of the traditional Chinese medicine immediately spread along the tip of her tongue. The unbearable bitter taste almost made her spit out the medicine subconsciously.

But looking at the unconscious junior brother in front of her, Hua Weiluo still resisted the strong bitter taste in her mouth after all.

She turned around and gently held Zhishan's cheeks with a pair of white and slender hands, then pressed her lips together, gently parted his pale and cold lips with the soft tip of her tongue, and then let the medicinal juice flow down her cheeks The lips flowed into his lips slowly.

After feeding that mouthful of Chinese medicine, Hua Weiluo carefully watched Zhishan, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after seeing his Adam's apple gently moving up and down on his fair and slender neck.

Junior brother, after all, he swallowed the concoction.

In this case, it means that there is still hope.

Hua Weiluo took the bowl of Chinese medicine without hesitation this time, despite the strong bitter taste raging on the tip of her tongue, she carefully fed all the medicine juice in the bowl to Zhishan bit by bit.

(End of this chapter)