"This is not simple, except for me and that monk, who dares to face Xiao Yuhe? As for that divine sword envoy, Maple Boy already had itchy hands. Drinking blood lazily, he suddenly felt a little dizzy, could it be that he was overtired?

"So Dai Junchou asked me to come back to you......" Liu Jinlong suddenly stopped talking, he found that the pants that drank blood had been soaked with blood, "What's wrong with your legs?" "Why does it bleed?

"Huh? Nothing, let's go. "Drinking blood is still hard in his mouth, in fact, he is so sleepy that he wants to lie down and sleep.

"No, the color of this blood ......" Liu Jinlong couldn't help but say, picked up the blood drink, performed a terrifying light skill, and rushed towards the location of the field medical base where Jing Muqian was located.

"Hey, what are you doing, it's not like I can't walk." Drinking blood and struggling to come down, he found that his eyes were full of upside-down scenery that made him dizzy, and he couldn't see that this Liu Jinlong was still a master.

"Don't talk nonsense, if you're still awake, try to use internal breath to control the speed of blood flow, the slower the better, your wound is poisonous." As soon as Liu Jinlong spoke, his speed slowed down significantly, he didn't have time to delay, he shut up at the moment and hurried wholeheartedly.

"Poison? Just kidding, Lao Tzu is invincible. "Drinking blood full of question marks, finally honest internal check, but found that there is nothing unusual, but the blood on the legs does not stop, controlling the speed of blood is a piece of cake, if you drink blood, he can reduce his heartbeat and blood pressure to single digits in a short period of time. */.//*

The wind media along the way saw the wind under the feet of the chief manager drinking blood on his back, and immediately guessed the general situation of the matter, and rushed to Jing Lao's side to report it first, and by the time they arrived to drink blood, the preparations for the operation were ready.

"What's going on? Where is the injury? Jing Lao shouted at Liu Jinlong from a distance, he was also shocked in his heart, drinking blood is so good that he can still be injured, and it seems that it is not a small injury, what kind of enemy should this be?

"I was hit by an arrow in the leg, and I don't know why, I didn't stop bleeding. But this old boy is blind, so he has to carry me to rush over. He didn't know that his face was almost like a dead man at this time.

"Less nonsense, lie down!" Jing Lao pressed the blood drink on the bed, and the knife in his hand had already cut the pants leg of the blood drinker, and carefully unwrapped the hastily bandaged, and the blood gushed out at once. The wound is deep enough. Jing Lao looked at the walnut-sized deep hole, and sniffed the familiar medicinal fragrance from the thick bloody breath. "You've already used Dr. Mo's hemostatic dispersion?"

"Well, it doesn't seem to work." As soon as the head of the blood was hit by the pillow, the eyelids sank for a while, and it seemed that he was indeed tired.

"It doesn't make sense, the Mo family's hemostatic powder is the best medicine in the world. Lao Mo, take a look. Jing Lao couldn't figure out the key to it, and turned around to greet Dr. Mo, who was dispensing medicine.

"He seems to have been poisoned." Liu Jinlong hesitated to express his doubts. "I've heard that there's a poison that makes people bleed. It should be a red blood bead of a strange treasure. "After all, no one has ever seen this legendary poison, even the well-informed wind media manager has only heard of it." I've heard that the blood beads in his body are very poisonous, and the blood on his legs seems to be a little red. ”

"Whatever it is, let's talk about blood transfusions first." Doctor Mo brought over two bags of plasma and hung them for drinking blood first, and they all had a record here in Jing Lao, and the details of what blood type, what allergy history and so on.

"Let's try the golden needle prick first." Before Jing Lao's voice fell, the left hand had already neatly unfolded the needle sac, and the right hand carried the needle like flying, and he had already recognized that several acupuncture points around the wound were applied together, and the golden needle pricking blood could delay the blood flow rate, relying on platelets and other coagulation substances to coagulate blood on its own. In order to make the effect more significant, Jing Lao once again used Dr. Mo's hemostatic powder.

Three minutes later, Jing Lao shook his head regretfully, "No. Let's try something else. "There were fine beads of sweat on the old man's head, and Dr. Mo had already taken the blood sample that drank blood, and was fiddling with the microscope and test tube on the side." My mimetic technique didn't work either. Even his best tissue reengineering technique has lost its effect, and Jing Lao is helpless all of a sudden. What to do, if it goes on like this, you will definitely die from excessive blood loss if you drink blood.

Drinking blood and lying on the bed, he didn't feel good now, although he couldn't hear the conversation between Jing Lao and them in a daze, but the feeling on his body would not deceive. People who have not experienced this feeling of rapid blood loss while transfusing blood will never understand it, it is as if they are in the extremely cold realm, the blood veins of the whole body seem to be frozen into ice ballast, and the continuous infusion of fresh blood can only barely maintain a trace of clarity on the spiritual platform, and it cannot dispel the bone-chilling cold from the depths of hell at all. It would be nice if I could pass out, but I don't feel sleepy at all now, so I can only lie here and suffer.

"If I try something else, maybe it will work by stitching up the wound directly?" Or kill all the organizations of the cycle? Jing Lao was muttering there alone, but found that Doctor Mo had already walked over with a solemn face. Don't bother, you can't help it. "How?" Jing Lao was shocked, he had already vaguely guessed this unfortunate news.

"I just searched under the microscope for a long time, and there was no trace of platelets in the blood sample. And the test results also showed that there were no clotting factors in this blood sample. The most troublesome thing is that the clotting factors I artificially added are all destroyed in an instant, and it seems that some unknown chemical is at work. "Analyzing and purifying this chemical is the only way to solve the puzzle, and that's just a medical possibility." This thing should be ......" "Red Blood Bead!" "Jing Lao was dizzy, there really is such a poison! What is the background of the fall of the door to death? You can even find this hard-to-find red blood bead!

In fact, even Xiao Yuhe didn't know that the Yin Yang Envoy had red blood beads in his hands, and the Yin Yang Envoy also collected a very small amount of red blood bead powder in an ancient tomb, and he only made three poisoned arrows in total, which was his last killer weapon.

"This ......" Jing Lao was still hesitating how to explain to the blood drinker, in fact, the safest way at this time is to continue to transfuse blood, of course, you can also use autologous blood transfusion, that is, to transfuse the blood flowing out of the blood drink back, and then consume it until Dr. Mo extracts the powder of the red blood beads, and then study how to crack it, but even though the Mo family's medicine is unparalleled in the world, it is not a matter of a day and a half to develop a new antidote.