C142 You steal a man (1/2)
”Are you afraid of this sovereign's death?” Feng Wuhen's uninjured hand slowly raised up, and wrapped around Baili Jinxiu's waist.
After being startled for a moment, Baili Jinxiu unconcernedly pressed Feng Wuhen's head even closer to his chest.
”You are my partner and I have invested in you. If you die now, then I will be at a huge disadvantage. You'd better listen to my heartbeat and remember not to use your inner force to control your body.
The poisonous blood is about to be sucked out. It's normal for you to feel cold right now, so you have to stay awake. Otherwise, even the deities of the Da Luo Empire would not be able to save you. ”
Baili Jinxiu's serious attitude did not in the slightest affect him.
The tip of his nose was filled with the unique fragrance of a woman, but it was different from any other woman he had ever seen.
Not the fragrance of flowers was not a fake sandalwood, nor was it the smell of some unique wood. It was a faint medicinal fragrance.
There was a sweet taste of licorice and a fresh taste of hawthorn. Making him feel safe and reliable, Feng Wuhen closed his eyes and the corners of his mouth raised slightly.
Baili Jinxiu absorbed the poisonous blood with all his might, until the last bit of the poison was sucked out along with his own system. Feng Wuhen's body could no longer feel the heat anymore.
Now, even if someone said that Feng Wuhen was a cold corpse, Baili Jinxiu would nod his head to agree with them.
”Keep it, don't swallow it.” Baili Jinxiu took out a pill, looked at Feng Wuhen's peaceful appearance, and stuffed it into his lips.
Feng Wuhen had no doubts about Baili Jinxiu, and directly placed the pill into his mouth. However, he opened his eyes in surprise when he tasted it.
”Why is it sweet?” How could there be pills that were sweet?
Baili Jinxiu held Feng Wuhen's shoulder, and carefully checked the wound that had been sealed by his own silver needles, so that no blood would come out again, and casually explained.
”This is the medicine I prepared. It is to replenish energy. You're too weak now, and I'm afraid you might die at any moment. ”You're not allowed to eat it. Just take it.”
”This sovereign isn't afraid of hardship.” Feng Wuhen was stunned for a moment, as he couldn't believe that he was actually treated like a child.
He was the grand Palace Master of Phoenix Cry Palace, an influential figure in the martial arts world. As long as he made a move, very few people would be able to live.
Even when he was young and had suffered, Feng Wuhen had never cried out for pain.
But he didn't expect that one day, he would be treated like a child.
Does he look so vulnerable?
Baili Jinxiu ignored Feng Wuhen's words, she naturally knew that a person like Feng Wuhen would not be afraid of hardships.
But because she was afraid of suffering, most of the healing pills she made were sweet.
If it was possible, Baili Jinxiu wished that he could wrap the pill with a layer of candy.
Of course, according to the Grean Yan that didn't have any instruments right now, there was really no way to keep the effect of the sugar-coated pills.
Furthermore, Feng Wuhen was not even comparable to an ordinary patient with injuries. He was like an undefeatable cockroach, as long as he was not a normal person who sought death himself, there would be no way for anyone to kill him.
Therefore, she gave Feng Wuhen this energy replenishing pill. All she wanted to do was make sure Feng Wuhen's body didn't drop too fast, and give her a little more time to treat him.
”Where did you go?” Feng Wuhen leaned on Baili Jinxiu's chest, and listened to the heartbreaking sound that came from inside, his eyes half closed as he slowly adjusted his breathing.