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Chapter 690 It Looks Like It's Deadly Ill

It can be seen from this that the blood in the blood vessels that the toxin passes through has been polluted by the toxin, so there is absolutely no need to keep such blood, it is better to let it out as soon as possible.

Gu Qingxue first took out the self-made detoxification pill, swallowed two pills for Rong Zhan in one go, then crushed the other one with his fingers and applied it on Rong Zhan's wound.

Rong Zhan's consciousness was blurred, and after swallowing the pill, he frowned even harder, then quietly opened his eyes, and looked towards Gu Qingxue in front of him.

Seeing that Rong Zhan opened his eyes and looked confused, Gu Qingxue hurried forward, stretched out three fingers, and shook them in front of him: "My lord, you finally woke up. Please take a look, I'm here How many fingers are there?"

Rong Zhan seemed unable to understand why Gu Qingxue asked such a naive question, he moved his mouth, and struggled to utter a word: "Three..."

Rong Zhan just uttered a word, his throat seemed to be torn apart, and there was a sharp sting, and even the expression on his face was distorted, it felt like he had swallowed a mouthful of food abruptly. A ball of flames, a chain of fire spread from the throat all the way to the stomach, and after only one word, he was powerless to say anything else.

Seeing Rong Zhan's pain, Gu Qingxue couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief and comforted Rong Zhan: "Don't worry, my lord. You can maintain consciousness, which means that your situation is not as serious as you imagined. However, I will help you now." Bloodletting will hurt a little, please be patient."

While speaking, Gu Qingxue took out the handkerchief very worriedly, and stuffed it into Rong Zhan's mouth.

Rong Zhan bit the handkerchief, then closed his eyes and waited for the next torture.

The speed of Gu Qingxue's hand was very fast, and with one force, he opened Rong Zhan's flesh, and then released the blood.

The blood left an afterimage in the air, and beads of sweat gushed out from Rong Zhan's forehead in pain.

The blood that had completely turned purple fell on the ground, unlike ordinary blood, but turned into blood stains, which stained the ground very viscously, exuding a stench that was indescribable in words.

Gu Qingxue carefully looked at the blood, and saw that the blood was not flowing violently enough, so she simply cut Rong Zhan's palm with a sharp blade, allowing more blood to flow out.

Thin and dense sweat oozed from Rong Zhan's forehead. His palms were completely numb. The indescribable dull pain made him feel as if thousands of ants were wantonly gnawing on his bones. There was a tormenting pain from the cracks in his body, causing his body to start to convulse uncontrollably.

Enduring the pain coming from his body, Rong Zhan bit the handkerchief in his hand, trying not to make any sound.

Gu Qingxue glanced over Rong Zhan's face from the corner of his eye, seeing that he was able to endure the pain by force, there was a bit of admiration for him in his eyes.

She knew very well that Rong Zhan's pain was no less than that of scraping a bone. His poisonous blood was not like fresh blood, but sharp knives that kept cutting his arms.If ordinary people experience such pain, they will definitely be tortured to the point of screaming.But Rong Zhan was able to endure it, and this endurance really surprised Gu Qingxue.

And as the poisonous blood gradually flowed out, Rong Zhan's face gradually changed from the original livid purple to pale, as if he was dying of terminal illness.

(End of this chapter)