"The bad blood has been collected, Your Highness."

Trembling, Vikiriko pulled out the needle and handed the syringe swaying with dark red blood to King Will.

Although the king did not raise his head to observe, at least he caught a glimpse of the horrific tube of "bad blood", and the Adam's apple on his thin neck slid faintly downward, and it could be seen that even the king could not believe that such a disgusting liquid could be stored in his body.

"Is this the ancient art of blood healing? What a surprise......"

The muffled voice from behind him made Draenor's hair stand on end, and he didn't know if it meant that the minister's heart had become suspicious. Dmitry was seen taking a few steps forward, as if to check on the king's condition after being treated.

Vekily pretended not to notice the minister's approaching body, turned around and deliberately bumped his elbow into the other's abdomen.

"Ah, is it Lord Dmitry? I'm sorry that I'm a blind old woman who is always clumsy...... The treatment is not over yet, can you give me another five minutes? ”

The tone of the "miracle doctor" didn't sound like a simple request, and Draenor could feel a hint of perseverance in it, not knowing whether it was out of instinct to save lives or the determination to continue to hide the lie, Viklico's posture did not change in any way due to the minister's approach, she continued to maintain the movement at hand, and did not want anyone to interrupt the healing process.

"Please ...... it"

The minister hesitated for a moment, but finally took a few steps back and stopped intervening.

But the position he was standing in was obviously closer to the Elder King's body than before, and from this angle he could only observe his back, and Draenor felt a little apprehensive, he didn't know if the minister would be aware of his intentions.

Vikily skillfully put the prepared snake molt and goat yellow into the wooden mortar next to the table and mashed it, scooped a spoonful of hot water from the basin to brew the powder, and was about to pass the brewed potion to the eldest king's mouth, when the minister once again stepped forward and stretched out his hand to block her.

"Forgive me for being too much, can you tell me the efficacy of this potion?"

As expected, the minister was suspicious of this treatment, and Vicilico turned her head to follow his voice, and without hesitation, took a large gulp of the snake soup.

"This is a precious medicinal material, snake molt has the effect of detoxification and disease, to tell you the truth, this is also one of the reasons for my longevity. If nothing happens, I'm going to continue treatment. ”

Seeing that the "divine doctor" did not have any strange reaction after drinking the potion, the minister also relieved himself and made room for the other party to operate.

"Your Highness, the decoction may be a little difficult to swallow, please bear with me."

Vekily put her arm around the back of the king's neck with one hand and brought the potion to his lips with the other. Draenor saw the king nod visibly, pursed his lips and swallowed the potion into his belly.

"How are you feeling?"

The "Divine Doctor" put the empty cup back on the table, leaned over and asked the king.

"It's a bit fishy, and it's hard to swallow, but I'm not going to like it."

Everyone in the room was stunned for a moment, and a relaxed smile appeared on their faces. Draenor was relieved, at least because the king himself was still very willing to believe that the "miracle doctor" would work.

Vikirico's brows rose slightly, and he held the king's head and lay down again, "The effect of the drug will be about three to four hours, I will stay in the rest room, if there is any adverse reaction, please notify me immediately." So, let me take my leave. ”

Just as she was about to put the syringe full of blood in her bosom, Dmitry suddenly raised her hand and pointed at Vikiriko and asked, "All the tools used in the treatment are left." ”

Draenor feels like his heart is going to crash, what should he do? From here, draw your dagger and fight them? There were four soldiers in the dormitory alone, all of them were the elite of the Lycos, not to mention that the door had long been closed by the guards, and there were no windows in the room, so could it be difficult to escape down the chimney?

At the moment when the atmosphere froze, Vikli Ke suddenly burst out laughing, "Hahahaha, look at me, people's memories have become useless when they get old, and please take care of these blood agents, but you can't let Your Highness see the source of this disease anymore!" ”

With that, Vikily took the syringe out of her bosom, wrapped it in a towel and handed it to Dmitry.

The Chancellor seemed to hesitate for a moment as he took the syringe, glanced back at Draenor, and then stretched out his arm and motioned for the servants to lead the two away.

The door was pushed open, and the two men, accompanied by soldiers and minions, finally made their way through the hallway back to the break room.

After the crowd left, Draenor walked around the room with his arms around his chest, he couldn't believe that Viklico's personality would willingly give up the antidote he had. Except for today, it is only a week before the full moon falls, and it seems that it can only take the blood from the eldest king desperately.

"Ahem! Looking for this? ”

Vickily ripped off the black cloth in front of her and pulled out a glass bottle the size of her index finger from her bosom. When Draenor saw the bottle containing the dark red blood potion, he suddenly turned from sadness to joy, and reached out to take the bottle.

"Blood? How did you get this thing out? ”

Vikily quickly withdrew her arm, put her left index finger to her mouth to signal him to make a quieter sound, turned her head sideways to look out the door for a moment, and then continued

"Don't make a fuss, I just injected some of the blood into the cold-blooded vial. It's still not sure that this thing is the blood of the legendary Long King, and you don't want to swallow the blood of a patient? ”

Draenor calmed down a little and shifted his gaze to Viklico's face. This is indeed something worth considering, although it stands to reason that King Will, as the only successor of the wolf king of Snowway, will definitely be able to lift the curse on his body, but he is still a seriously ill old man, and no one can guarantee that he will not get anything unclean after swallowing this blood.

Memories of the past suddenly flashed through Draenor's mind, wasn't the reason why he had gone through so much trouble just to drink this blood and remove the curse that tormented him in his body!?

"I know what you're worried about, but don't forget that we've been all the way to find this vial of blood, and what is tuberculosis compared to the tragedy of becoming a beast?"

Vicrico's eyes widened suddenly, and she looked incredulous at Draenor's sudden reaction, "Do you think I don't want to end this?" Even if I saved your life at that time, I could only watch you become a beast step by step, I became a wanted criminal in my hometown, and Jeanne left her own people, for whom? ”

It was all true, and Draenor seemed to lose his mind for a moment from the fear of the curse, and he sighed and sat back on the couch, once again returning to silence.

Seeing the disappointed expression on Draenor's face, Vicilico seemed to be unbearable, she took out a new syringe and sucked out half of the blood potion, and handed the rest of the blood to Draenor.

"Let's take a step back, no matter what, remember that we are always on the same side, fate has bound us together. You try to swallow half of it first, and I'll keep the rest, and my gut tells me that this blood potion is not that simple. ”

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