Young Master’s Favorite, Where is She Going?

He was really afraid that Jun Moyan would become the monster that hurt him.

The drunkard took out the acupuncture bag and began to apply the needles, wondering if he could force the corpse out of poison like ordinary poison.

Wen Xiaoai and Tsing Yi waited aside, although they were worried and anxious, they did not dare to disturb the alcoholic.

In a blink of an eye, Jun Moyan’s back was filled with silver needles. As the roots of these silver needles fell, more and more black blood emerged from Jun Moyan’s wounds, but the color of the blood was Still not turning red.

Obviously this corpse poison is different from the ordinary poison.

If it's that simple, Wen Xiaoai helped Jun Moyan get the poison out.

The last needle fell. After waiting for a while, he slowly put the needles away in order. After half an hour passed, Jun Moyan's situation still did not improve.

His face had changed from bluish gray to dead gray, the wound on his back was still rotting, and the corpses had covered half of his back.

"...It's useless."

There was a thin layer of sweat on the drunkard's forehead, and his face was a little pale.

The hand that gave the needle was sore and numb.

Hearing the drunkard's weak "useless", Wen Xiaoai's tears burst into tears. She looked at Jun Moyan who was unconscious on the bed and started to cry quietly.

Wen Xiaoai came to the bed, squatted down, and reached out to touch Jun Moyan's face, tears streaming incessantly.

"Jun Moyan, you can't do anything..."

"Is there no other way?" Tsing Yi grabbed the drunkard's arm and looked at Jun Moyan on the bed, unable to believe what she heard.

"I will help him control the corpse poison first, and then I will think of a way."

When Wen Xiaoai heard the drunkard's words, he hurriedly stood up and stepped aside to make room for the drunkard.

The drunkard shook his sore and numb, painful hand from time to time, and applied the needle again.

Fortunately, this corpse poison can be controlled.

After controlling the corpse poison and preventing its spread, the drunkard collected a bit of black blood from Jun Moyan’s wound, and told them not to disturb Jun Moyan. After calling him immediately under any circumstances, they prepared to take the black blood. Go to the test.

"... Would you like to take a break."

Tsing Yi grabbed the drunkard. Although he knew the situation was urgent, he couldn't delay a minute, but seeing the drunkard's pale face and the road was unstable, Tsing Yi could not help but speak.

When he first applied the needle, his hand was shaking badly.

Tsing Yi actually knew that he had broken his body after drinking.

"It's okay." The drunkard smiled and motioned to him not to worry.

"I'll let Bai Yi take you back to the apartment, he seems to be in the room."

The drunkard’s testing equipment is all in the apartment.

"Okay, I'll go find him." Knowing that Tsing Yi was worried about him, the drunkard did not refuse.

And his own situation is really bad.

He was also afraid that he would suddenly faint on the way back to the apartment.

Wen Xiaoai squatted by the bed, watching Jun Moyan whose back was full of needles, tears kept streaming.

She reached out and took Jun Moyan's hand.

"Jun Mo Yan..."

She always felt that nothing was more unbearable than pain.

She is afraid of pain.

But after getting to know Jun Mo Yan, she found that it was the most painful and the most unbearable without Jun Mo Yan.

And until now, she didn't know that Jun Moyan's accident was what she feared most.

She was afraid of pain, but at this moment, she couldn't feel the hurt all over her body, only Jun Moyan brought her heartache and worry.

"Miss Wen, don't worry, the drunkard will surely have a solution, and the three young men will have a big life, so there will definitely be nothing wrong."

"Well, he must be fine. He hasn't married me yet. He can't be fine."

Wen Xiaoai squeezed his hand, and stared at Jun Moyan with dim eyes.

I thought that if something happened to you, I would chase down to the Yin Cao Netherworld and want you to marry me.