Zhigao moved his body, looking at the coagulated blood clot, he gently ripped off the dead skin of the wound with his hand, and found that the wound was not felt.

Suddenly, I felt a chill in my heart, as if I realized something, and a wave of despair came out of my eyes.

Bang Dang......

The door suddenly opened, and the sound sounded like a push and kick.

I saw Jiaming bending down, supporting his knees with his hands, and exhaling a long breath in his mouth.

"Why are you here?"

Ignoring Chigao, he rolled up his sleeves and walked to the bed in a few steps.

The eyes and lips have turned black, and some of the organs in the body have begun to stiffen.

"This ...... This...... How so. ”

The reason why this is the case is precisely because the corpse poison on the wound on Zhigao's arm has begun to infect, and if it is not treated, the corpse poison will spread all over the body, and it will become a stiff corpse at that time.

Moment. A large piece of black necrotic epidermis of the wound was peeled off, and a thick thick red fluid oozed from the wound, and the rotten muscle tissue was clearly visible, which was extremely disgusting......

Seeing this, Jiaming, who was helpless, quickly rushed outside the house, propped up the wall with his hands and kept vomiting.

A few minutes passed, and he changed the position of vomiting twice, and he had already spit out a bitter taste in his mouth, which should be the bile of vomiting, he coughed a few times, and then crossed his waist with his hands and stretched his neck.

"Alas...... Disgusting to death. ”

Pinching his nose with his hand, Mengran squeezed his eyebrows and raised his lips with his back to Jiaming.

Bah......

He spat out the residue from his mouth.

"Will he die?"

I saw that Mengran's hand pinching his nose was changed to a fan, and his gait staggered, turning his head and turning his face, he said:

"Go find glutinous rice."

I am puzzled, glutinous rice is usually eaten.

"Glutinous rice ......."

"Find glutinous rice and apply it to the wound, and first control the flow of corpse poison into the whole body."

"Ah......h

I could hear it clearly, but I didn't know what to say, so I opened my mouth wide and was stunned.

"Come on, there's no time."

Seeing that it didn't react, Meng Ran said sharply.

The stumbling man ran back to Chidaka and asked if there was any glutinous rice left in the house.

"You still have glutinous rice at home......"

Avoiding the disgusting wound, all eyes were on Chigo's decadent face.

Turning his head sideways, his ears erected, and after listening to the staccato words, Jiaming turned his head and walked towards the position he was reading.

After retrieving the glutinous rice, Jiaming picked up a handful with his hands and put it in front of Zhigao:

"I'll use glutinous rice to control your corpse poison first."

With that, he pressed the cowardly rice he grabbed against the disgusting wound.

The glutinous rice that was acted on instantly emitted white smoke.

A tingling pain made Zhigao howl, his teeth rattled, the green tendons on his neck thickened one by one, and his eyes rolled white after sweating.

Faced with Zhigao's abnormality, Jiaming also felt inexplicable, so he was so frightened that he quickly let go of his hand and took a few steps back.

The glutinous rice applied to the wound turned from white to black, and you could still smell a burning smell, and the thick liquid that had just flowed became clean.

"Don't be afraid, it's a natural reaction."

Jiaming's eyes widened at first, looking at the comparison between the hand that had applied glutinous rice and the other hand that had not applied glutinous rice, and then fully affirmed that what Meng Ran said was right.

As if he had found a glimmer of confidence, he grabbed another handful of rice and comforted:

"It's okay, hold on, bear with it."

Although he felt a lot of pain, he still saw the effect of glutinous rice, and Chigo bit his palate and buried his head in preparation.

In the same way, the other hand was applied to glutinous rice, and the pain of the heart made him fall unconscious after screaming heartbreakingly, temporarily inhibiting the spread of corpse poison.

For a moment, there was silence.

The effect of glutinous rice to control corpse poison can only last for a few hours, in order to get better effect, Mengran asked Jiaming to sprinkle the remaining glutinous rice under Zhigao's body, which also plays the role of glutinous rice to drive away corpse poison.

To completely heal Zhigao's injury, you need to grind the glutinous rice into powder and soak it in water for a few hours, and wait for the poisonous gas in the body to be discharged with the wound.

According to Mengran's instructions, when he opened the door and was about to go to get glutinous rice milling, he happened to collide with Zhigao's father.

Jiaming, who was hit by the pain, grabbed his clothes and patted them lightly a few times, crooked his neck and kept looking at Zhigao's father:

"Hey, uncle, you're calling."

Depressed, bent over in a daze, and worried:

"No......."

didn't know that Jiaming had already controlled the corpse poison for Zhigao, and he kept shaking his head and regretting that he shouldn't have called Zhigao back.

Gu Mingsiyi's Jiaming smiled and said to him:

"Uncle, don't worry, Zhigao is safe for the time being, don't worry."

I couldn't believe what I was hearing, and I looked at Jiaming for a while.

"Believe it or not."

I saw Zhigao's father rush to the bed, and when he saw Zhigao's wound and the glutinous rice around it, he was puzzled, so he turned his head and asked:

"What's going on?"

Jiaming told him the intention of glutinous rice, but he seemed to not believe what the yellow-haired boy in front of him said, and shook Zhigao desperately with both hands, and kept calling his name in his mouth.

"Don't move, let him have a good rest."

As soon as the words fell, Zhigao opened his eyes slightly.

……

seemed to want to say something, but was stopped by Jiaming, and the father on the side saw Zhigao wake up, and then he was even more convinced of Jiaming's words.

In order to let Zhigao rest well and not be disturbed, Jiaming first walked out of the house, turned around and waved to Zhigao's father through the crack in the door with his hand.

Nodding his head