The jar was also embarrassed to move, so he just walked up to Huang Yuwen and nodded, and then symbolically grabbed her wrist.

I knelt beside the old lady with three five-inch nails, the wound on my wrist was still trickling and bleeding, but fortunately, the jar was stopped in time, so the knife was not too deep, I just need to get the old lady's affairs done as soon as possible, and then whether it is to stop the bleeding or go to the hospital, it will not be life-threatening.

The old man's face was a little ugly, and he was asleep with his eyes closed.

I took a five-inch nail and wiped it on my wound, then rolled up the old man's sleeve and began to carve it on her big arm.

Now that my blood flow is insufficient, the Division Pot Spell can't be used, so I can only make this decision and draw two "vomiting ghosts" on the old man's body, and only in this way can I pull out the curse blood in her blood.

A moment later, the imp on his left arm had been carved.

The little ghost, which is completely composed of wound lines, has only the "mouth" part of the whole body slowly bleeding out, and the rest of the flesh wounds are fresh and touching, but they do not forget to extravade a drop of blood, and the two people who saw this strange scene were dumbfounded.

I was about to lift the old lady's trouser leg and draw another one, when all the lights in the room went out at once.

"Don't move!" I shouted.

Through the moonlight, I dimly saw that Huang Yuwen's whole body was trembling with fear, but the jar was very calm, still holding her wrist and looking at me with her eyes all the time.

"Don't be afraid, if it's not a power outage, it's a warning from God. After all, borrowing yin to repay yang is a big rebellion, and it is difficult to change the life of yang and longevity. You take your phone and help me shine it, and then the two of you pray together that this is a power outage, I don't want to die so early. ”

After saying that, the cylinder has already brought the light over.

I shook my head vigorously to dispel the dizziness that had gradually spread, I had already bled a lot, and the spell would not be completed if I delayed it any longer.

I began to carve on the old lady's calf, and as the five-inch nail head opened her old flesh little by little, my heart became more and more peaceful and calm, until the last stroke was settled, and blood began to spit out from the mouth of the vomiting ghost, and I took the five-inch nail in my mouth and fell to the ground.

When the jar saw my appearance and wanted to come over but didn't dare to move, he pestle me in place and asked, "What should I do!" Is there an end? ”

I nodded effortlessly, weakly saying, "Call an ambulance......

After that, the jar pinched my bloody veins with the same strength as an elephant, and Huang Yuwen carried the old lady back to the bed and then went to drag the doctor from the village clinic over.

To say that Huang Yuwen is still a mess of a tiger, the doctor is in his sixties, an old man is sleeping in bed with an old woman wearing pants, Huang Yuwen didn't even give people time to put on clothes and pants, and went directly over the wall and threw the old man and the medicine box on the tricycle and kicked back.

The first thing the old doctor did when he walked in was to wrap a blanket around me and put a tourniquet on my arm.

The doctor also said that I was lucky, this cut was very shallow, but the heart was pumping blood again and again, and it looked like it was flowing all the time, which was a bit scary, which could only be regarded as an artery damage, and it was not even qualified to be called an artery rupture.

By the time the doctor was ready to dispose of the medicine and tools, the jar was gone, and the blood was gone.

I was a little embarrassed, so I hurriedly told the doctor to compensate for it, and dragged people out of the bed so late, but I didn't have any work to do.

The doctor gave me a head with a hemostat and said that I really couldn't speak, and my consciousness was too low.

The old doctor said, "I hope there is no disease in the world, why not put medicine on the shelf to make dust" This sentence is a creed that he has silently recited all his life, and he wishes that no one would see him for the rest of his life, and it doesn't matter if he even loses his job.

After that, Huang Yuwen asked the doctor if he wanted to give me a blood transfusion, and the doctor said that he would leave five or six hundred milliliters of blood for me when he looked at the "battlefield", which was only as much as a bottle of four-dollar Coke, which was equivalent to donating blood once and a half.

In this case, blood transfusion is not as convenient as drinking a few bowls of broth, pork liver soup or something, if the old man can't even stand this, then it is better to cut his own artery.

I don't know if the old man was woken up in the middle of the night and got out of bed, otherwise he would have to hurt me before leaving.

However, the doctor still said something that I was very concerned about, he said that this was the first time I saw such a dark arterial blood, and it stands to reason that the oxygen carrying capacity of arterial blood should be bright red, and only the venous blood that flows through the whole body will be purple-red, but my arterial blood is actually purple-red.

The old doctor actually said that, but I thought about it for a long time, and it was very likely that I had a curse in my blood or it was the result of the Golden Silk Emperor.

But after thinking about it for a while, I don't care, it's nothing to be blood black, after all, everyone will go through this process from bright red to black and purple, I'm just a little earlier, don't worry.

After a short rest, the jar helped me into the guest room on the second floor.

Looking at the jar panting, I didn't forget to joke with him, "If you have nothing to do, go and sleep with Huang Yuwen, I can sleep alone." ”

I thought that the jar would scold me, but I didn't expect him to go to the sofa in the guest room, and said seriously: "I'm not a person who doesn't care about brothers for women, you can sleep well, I stay here at night, and nothing will go wrong." ”

At first, I thought what he said was a bit boring, but when I remembered that he had cooperated with me before, I suddenly realized that this person was probably the most reliable person I had met in the world.

I lay on the bed for a while, and suddenly I said, "Jar, will you feel comfortable handing over your sister to someone like me?" ”

Turning his head, the big bald head of the jar was resting on his hands and looking straight at the ceiling, he thought for a long, long time before he said seriously: "In the past, I felt disgusted when I imagined that Ah Jin would live with someone in the future, but I just fantasized very seriously, and I don't seem to have that feeling for you." ”

This trust is extremely rare, and the difficulty of making the cylinder willingly marry her sister, or the difficulty of getting the cylinder to recognize you, is no less than pressing the cylinder to the ground and beating you violently.

The more we chatted, the more crooked and the more hilarious we were, and before we knew it, we chatted until midnight.

Just as I was about to propose to get some more food and drink, the two of us had a brotherly dinner in the bedroom

ty, the door of the room suddenly "creaked".

As soon as I turned my head, a disheveled head poked in.