She gently drugged him, afraid of hurting him again, but she had to do it, she also knew that some dead flesh had to be removed, and considered whether to do it, but she didn't know how to do it, maybe waiting for the doctor to arrive was the best policy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

By the time she finished taking the medicine, she was exhausted and almost fainted, she herself was injured but didn't take care of it, and she couldn't sleep for so long in order to find him, and she herself was almost to the limit. But she insisted on feeding him some more water, wanting to give him something to eat, but she also knew that she couldn't suddenly let him eat a lot of food in this situation.

"You rest for a while, and I'll let you cook some porridge and water later, and then I'll wake you up to eat."

He still wouldn't close his eyes, his fingertips running over her face as if he wanted to remember her. Then he put his hand down her throat and grabbed her and pulled her towards him.

This time he didn't move as rough as before, and he pulled her petite body onto the bed and let her lie down beside him. Only then did she feel that she should be afraid of him, and his appearance and shadowy eyes were indeed unbearable.

She lay helplessly in his arms, putting her life in his hands, his lips close to her throat, as if she wanted to bite her again, but she didn't feel the expected pain, his tongue gently licked her wounds, making her feel strangely sultry, and her heart softened, and slowly closed her eyes.

He wasn't really asleep, he knew he had something other than physical trauma, he had lost part of his memory, he couldn't even remember his name until she called his name.

But he remembered that she was the woman of his dreams, and he thought she had abandoned him and left him to wait for death in the dark, but she came back to save him.

No matter how many times he scratched and bit her, she still didn't leave. He knew he knew he knew martial arts, and as soon as those men entered the basement, his mind could analyze their attack power based on their size and body shape and footwork, so as to consider how to kill them one by one.

He knew that he was weak and couldn't defeat them in one fell swoop, so he could only threaten Zixuan.

He hugged Zixuan tightly, afraid that others would snatch her, because she was the only connection he had with this world. Without her, he couldn't even stay conscious.

He remembered that someone betrayed him and handed him over to those killers, who tortured him, who laughed and mocked until he was dominated by madness, and he could hear nothing but the voices of hell.

He was stabbed with hundreds of wounds, even in some intimate places, and they took away his past, destroyed his mind, and imprisoned him!

He's angry, he's resentful, he's turned into a monster, and he's going to get revenge! He said to himself that he had to survive.

"Uncle, the hot meal is delivered!"

Before anyone reached the door, Gongsun Yuqi knew that he could hear the footsteps outside, and even how many people there were in this inn.

He is very sensitive to sounds, especially the neighing of horses.

But Zixuan woke up when she heard the shouting, probably too worried about him, and she couldn't sleep soundly.

She was still wearing men's clothes and wanted to get out of bed and open the door, but Gongsun Yuqi still grabbed her, and after a while, he let go of her again.