The silver needle in her hand picked out the residue in the wound little by little, some of which were rags, and some of which were already coagulated blood, all of which had to be cleaned up (Chapter 647 of the Demon Lord's Body). Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The flame on the silver needle also quickly sucked the wine in the wound, and the hot flame could well disinfect the blood in the wound.

The blood flowed even more violently because of Shen Tianlan's movements, but those blood were dark red, and the red ones were a little black, and those blood were already necrotic, most of them were affected by the spirits.

The drunkard's face was slightly pale, and when he saw his blood constantly flowing out, his heart was also painful.

Finally, I couldn't help but speak, "What are you doing?" With so much bleeding, shouldn't the bleeding be stopped first? ”

He must have understood the effects of excessive bleeding, mainly because he knew that his body could no longer withstand such excessive blood loss.

The drunkard now looks normal, but the nerves in his entire brain are already blurred, and naturally he can't see what kind of color the blood he is shedding is.

Shen Tianlan didn't raise his head, "I should give you a streamer, don't you want to die?" Find your own death and pour liquor on your wounds, and don't see if you can still have these bloodies! ”

She continued to move on her hands, still unfazed on the surface, but she was very shocked inside, because she found that the blood in the drunkard's body did not seem to be very normal.

Anyway, she feels weird, a normal person's blood should be more viscous, but his blood is a little different, just like the feeling of clear water.

It wasn't until the darkened dark red blood was drained that the next thing that gushed out was another color, and the color was simply two extremes, although it was also red, but it was very light, as if water was added to the blood, and the rich red was diluted.

The doubts in Shen Tianlan's heart deepened, the drunkard's body was simply an incomprehensible mystery.

But she couldn't think about it so much, and only after the blood was normal did she slowly release the water spiritual power, and in the wound, the ice slowly condensed, freezing the wound, and the blood naturally couldn't flow out.

The drunkard was also extremely surprised to see this scene, in his cognition, to stop bleeding from a person's wound, it is generally with some herbs and pills to stop bleeding, and it is the first time he has seen a person directly use spiritual power to stop the bleeding of the wound.

It wasn't until Shen Tianlan completely cleaned the wound that she turned her head and glanced at the drunkard, and asked lightly, "I'm going to stitch up your wound, can you hold on?" ”

Her words didn't seem like an inquiry to the drunkard, but rather like informing him of the news.

His face had never been better, no matter what he thought in his heart, his face still had an expression like who owed him millions of silver coins.

"I said I can't hold on, can you not stitch it for me?" His face was cold, and when he heard what she said, he asked back.

"Whether you can hold on or not, I will stitch it up, I just want to say if you want an elixir that numbs the pain, if you can't hold on, I will give you the pill, which can make you less painful." Shen Tianlan's voice was still calm, without any emotion.

The drunkard didn't look at Shen Tianlan, and he didn't think for a moment, and said directly: "No." ”

There was a hint of pride in his eyes.

He could have escaped death, what kind of pain he hadn't tried, just stitched up the wound, if he couldn't hold on to such pain, he would have died a long time ago.