Now Nangong Yin also knows that time is pressing, and if there is not enough time, she may not be able to save any of them, but these two people are the people she wants to protect, Nan Lichen's obvious poisoning is deeper than the poppy, and it is impossible for her to save the poppy conservatively at this time and then save Nan Lichen.

Besides, Nangong Yin took the pulse of the poppy first, and in comparison, she found that the poison in the poppy was not as deep as Nan Lichen, so she could only gamble.

If Poppy knew that she gave up Nan Lichen in order to save herself, then Poppy would not forgive herself, so Nangong Yin can only gamble and time now.

Nangong Yin's mind is highly concentrated now, if she looks at Nangong Yin's eyes now, she can see a faint purple in her eyes, but now no one is looking at Nangong Yin's eyes, and all of their attention is on Nangong Yin's golden needle constantly piercing Nan Lichen's body.

In this way, time passed little by little, and Doctor Death and Zelan could clearly see that the purple was getting deeper and deeper on Poppy's face, and by then Poppy's lips had turned black, and Nangong Yin was not done yet.

Although the death doctor was anxious, he didn't dare to interrupt Nangong Yin now, he could now see that Nangong Yin's side had reached the most critical time, if he disturbed Nangong Yin at this time, it was estimated that neither of them would be able to be saved.

Nangong Yin also knows that time is pressing, but acupuncture is not as simple as imagined, if you enter more or less, it is not right, every needle must be entered to the right size, which is very consuming for Nangong Yin, and now you can see that Nangong Yin's forehead is beads of sweat.

After Nangong Yin finished inserting the last needle, she instantly turned around and went to the poppy.

Nangong Yin stood on the edge of the poppy bed, looked at the poppy who had already appeared dead on his face, and instantly said, "Dagger, jade bowl." ”

Listening to Nangong Yin's almost shouting voice, Zelan was ready in an instant, Nangong Yin took the dagger and slashed his wrist the moment he slashed, and the death doctor watched Nangong Yin's blood drip into the jade bowl.

Nangong Yin was now staring at Poppy's face, and when there was a small half bowl of Nangong Yin's blood in the jade bowl, Nangong Yin instantly pulled out the needle on the poppy's chest, and she pinched the needle in the blood of the jade bowl and pricked it back instantly.

The death doctor watched as every stitch of Nangong Yin was put in the blood in the jade bowl before it was pierced into Poppy's body.

All things in the world are mutually reinforcing, and what can become poison must have an antidote.

And now the antidote to the poison in the poppy and Nan Lichen, Nangong Yin does not have it, but her blood can indeed be detoxified, but Nangong Yin's blood is much less powerful when used on others, but although it can't solve this poison, it can still be suppressed, so Nangong Yin is now using her own blood with acupuncture to suppress the spread of toxins.

Nangong Yin doesn't have time to deal with her wounds now, she keeps putting poppies in the needles, and the poppies are also in good physical condition, if others were finished, they would have been finished a long time ago.

But now the poppy is going to be bad, Nangong Yin is really competing with the god of death now!

When the last stitch on the poppy's side was finished, Nangong Yin instantly breathed a sigh of relief, she looked at the poppy on her face that had disappeared a lot of poppies and gasped a few times, if people relaxed, this exhaustion would come. I want to talk about "Sweet Military Marriage, the Hacker Little Wife of the King of Soldiers" with more like-minded people, and pay attention to "excellent reading literature" on WeChat, talk about life, and find confidants~