"There is an acupuncture point in the two inches from the left chest to the middle of the shoulder, and it should be able to temporarily stop the bleeding by using internal force."

Xue Lingjing saw what Qin Zixin was thinking, he didn't look at Qin Zixin but said blankly. Is he and her in a cold war?

Qin Zixin didn't answer his words, but he seriously found the acupuncture points. He has no use value for him, but he just pities the eldest lady Dugu.

Thinking like this, Qin Zixin smiled a little, it is also possible that he and Dugu Ling are truly in love.

After seeing that the bleeding had basically stopped, Qin Zixin used her sword to cut through Yuan Yixiao's sleeve and bandaged him simply. She really didn't mean to, don't bother her.

"Your hands?"

Xue Lingjing and Zhuge Yan spoke at the same time, but they felt that something was wrong, so they both kept silent.

However, the grass ignored the change between the two and said, "Zixin, are your hands okay?" ”

After his reminder, Qin Zixin remembered that his left arm had been stabbed by the head of the ape. She tore the cloth around the wound a bit, and saw that the wound was no longer bleeding and the blood that had flowed before had clotted.

"It's okay, the bleeding has stopped."

Qin Zixin waved her hand, but she secretly wondered in her heart, how could such a deep wound stop the bleeding by itself in such a fierce fight? Is it a glass comb again?

Qin Zixin shook the bracelet on the wrist of his left hand, but saw that it had long since faded, and only a trace of green was around him.

Simply didn't think much about it, Qin Zixin took out the exquisite medicine bottle that he had painstakingly snatched. She opened one of the corks and a pungent smell spread out, while the other had a sweet smell.

Qin Zixin handed the medicine bottle in his hand to Zhuge Yan, who knew that he didn't catch the medicine bottle but pulled Qin Zixin's left hand.

The wound that was originally not painful was pulled by him and began to ache faintly, Qin Zixin glared at him, but saw Zhuge Yan take out a piece of Xuanxi brocade and carefully bandage her wound.

Qin Zixin half-squatted in front of Zhuge Yan, his cold face was covered with a faint layer of softness. It's just that the knot is special - ugly.

Xue Lingjing hid the emotions in his pupils, and held the Jinpa in his hand to countless folds.

"I don't know medicine, you take it to Gu Qingsong in Miao Jiang, he should know which is the antidote."

Zhuge Yan withdrew his unnatural hands, and he looked in the direction of Gu Qingsong. Qin Zixin couldn't help but be speechless, she thought he was omnipotent. It's just that the old head doesn't seem to have seen this poison before, and he can really tell the antidote?

Gu Qingsong took the exquisite medicine bottle in Qin Zixin's hand with an excited face, stretched his neck and looked at it for a long time with the sunlight leaking in from the window, and finally opened the corks of the two bottles with a satisfied face.

"According to the old man, this bottle with a pungent smell is an antidote. As long as you smell it, as for this other bottle, it is also a rare miracle medicine, its name is 'Baihua Yulu' is to take hundreds of longevity of the flower of medicinal materials and morning dew by thousands of refining and refining, with the effect of resurrecting the dead. ”

After Gu Qingsong smelled enough of the antidote to himself, he handed it back to Qin Zixin and didn't care about the eyes of the people around him.

Qin Zixin just wanted to take back another bottle by the way, but saw that the ancient head blinked his eyes with two big bags under his eyes and said, "Originally, how the Qin Pavilion Master disposes of this medicine has nothing to do with Lao Er, but Lao Er, I have to be cheeky and take some back." ”