In the dark night, Yun Sheng's eyes flashed with excitement and joy.

An unintentional move by Xiao Hei made her burst of inspiration, and she remembered the last ingredient she lacked in hemostatic agents.

She was pleasantly surprised, picked up Xiao Hei, and didn't go home, so she hurriedly ran in the direction of the Dharma Temple.

The Dharma Temple sometimes has patients who are seen at night, so the door of the Dharma Temple has always been closed at night.

At this hour, it was time for Grand Demon Yang to go to sleep.

Yun Sheng returned to the pharmacy, turned the pine oil lamp to the darkest level, took out the hemostatic puree that she had ground earlier, and carefully added the dew she had collected in the medicine field to the puree.

The medicinal herb system of the Infinite Continent advocates the power of nature, and a drop of water or a leaf can sometimes play an unexpected role.

After the night dew was added to the puree, the color of the hemostatic agent changed subtly, and the smell emitted was almost exactly the same as what Yun Sheng had seen in the pharmacy earlier.

"It's done," Yun Sheng lowered his voice.

But then, she realized a problem.

The hemostatic agent was successful, but who should she go to to try the drug?

According to Yunsheng's all-inclusive medical knowledge of the East and the West, a new drug must go through clinical trials before it can be truly applied to people.

In the village, only hunters who go up to the mountains to hunt may use hemostatic agents, but because the price of hemostatic agents is too high, most hunters are reluctant to use hemostatic agents, and they will only ask the magicians of the temple to treat them for free, or use the soil method and use hemostatic flowers to treat them.

As a result, no one in Banana Village has seen the true effect of hemostatic flowers, and no one knows whether the hemostatic agent used by Yunsheng is a successful hemostatic agent.

"Go to the town to find a special martial artist to test?" Yun Sheng was embarrassed.

Just when she was in distress, there was a muffled sound of a heavy object falling to the ground in the courtyard.

Could it be that at this time, someone really came to the door for treatment?

Yun Sheng sneaked into the Dharma Temple, and it would be terrible if he was discovered by that yin and yang weird Yang Da Demon Guide.

Yun Sheng hurriedly blew out the pine oil lamp, held his breath, and tiptoed to the door.

In the courtyard, calm has been restored.

Xiao Hei in Yun Sheng's arms suddenly barked outside, and Yun Sheng covered his mouth and nose.

"Keep it low, we're thieves," Yun Sheng was angry.

Xiao Hei whimpered extremely wronged, and whispered twice.

At this time, Yun Sheng also smelled a vague smell.

It smelled special, like it smelled of blood.

"Poison," Yun Sheng became alert, someone had been poisoned.

She opened the hidden door, and in the courtyard, she found a dark shadow crawling on the ground.

Night Beiming!

Yun Sheng recognized at a glance the motionless person in the darkness as Ye Beiming, who had not been seen for many days.

Yun Sheng hurriedly stepped forward and wanted to turn Ye Beiming over.

She was just about to step forward, a cold sword light flashed, Ye Beiming bowed up, his left hand pressed down on his abdomen, black blood kept gushing out from his fingertips, and he held a sword in his hand.

As alert as he is, even if his consciousness is no longer clear, his body is still on guard, and if someone approaches, he will reflexively counterattack.

"The surname is Ye, people are scary, scared to death," Yun Sheng lowered his voice and scolded viciously.

When he heard Yun Sheng's angry voice, Ye Beiming's body shook violently, the sword in his hand hung down, and a smile spread on his lips, "Little wild cat, it's you." ”

Before the words fell, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell to the ground.

He was seriously injured, his clothes were covered in blood, and I really don't know what kind of will he relied on to make it to the Dharma Temple.

Considering that the pharmacy was too unhidden, Yun Sheng united with Xiao Hei, and only half-dragged and half-pulled, dragging him back to Ye Beiming's own room.

Ye Beiming's room was very simple, except for a few books, there was only a bed and a table with a kettle.

Yun Sheng lit the oil lamp and took out the various healing tools he was carrying.

Under the light, Ye Beiming's face was already full of poisonous color, and the lips on the calling mouth had turned black.

The most serious wound on his body was in his waist, and looking at the condition of the wound, it should have been attacked by some kind of poisonous demonic beast.

Didn't you say to go to the trial? It looks like he's going to play with his life.

Yun Sheng cursed secretly, took out the scalpel, and cut through the blood-stained clothes.

Ye Beiming was in pain, but he didn't hum.

"Dead duck has a hard mouth, see how long you can endure it," Yun Sheng glanced at the wound and decided to scrape off the carrion from the wound first, and then suck the toxin out.

She thought badly, if she didn't give this guy an anesthetic, she deserved to kill him.

Just think about it, excessive pain can sometimes have undesirable consequences.

Yun Sheng took out the acupuncture needle with mandala juice and pricked it in several key points under Ye Beiming's abdomen, and the anesthetic quickly took effect, which not only relieved the pain, but also helped slow down the bleeding of the wound.

Yun Sheng took out the scalpel and quickly cut off the necrotic muscles on Ye Beiming's wound.

After cleaning up most of the carrion, Ye Beiming's wound finally revealed fresh flesh.

"Further down, it's time to clear the poisonous blood," Yun Sheng leaned over and sucked the poisonous blood on Ye Beiming's body, as long as the poisonous blood was cleaned up, it would be fine.

She just took a sip, a cold feeling on her neck, and when she looked up, she saw that Ye Beiming had woken up.

His complexion was much better than before, and just now, he felt a tingling and itching in his badly injured abdomen, and an indescribable strange feeling welled up.

He felt that his eyelids were heavy, and it took a lot of effort, and there was a faint fragrance under him, and he quickly realized that Yun Sheng was leaning down under him.

Ye Beiming is a few years older than Yun Sheng, and because of his background, he knows more about men and women than ordinary people.

At this time, Yun Sheng raised his face, although he couldn't see Yun Sheng's face, but Ye Beiming had already sketched a scene in his mind.

"You! You don't want to die, the wound is poisonous," Ye Beiming didn't know what to do for a while.

Tsk, it is really a demon-level physique, and the mandolin anesthetic that can anesthetize a cow is used on him, and it only lasts for half an hour.

Yun Sheng scolded secretly, and her mouth was not angry: "Poison is transmitted through blood, you can't die," and with that, she leaned over and sucked a few mouthfuls of poisonous blood for Ye Beiming.

Blood-transmitted, what's that?

Ye Beiming was stunned, not knowing what Bai Yunsheng was talking about.

Until the blood was sucked clean, Yun Sheng took out another bottle of newly developed hemostatic agent and poured most of the bottle on Ye Beiming's body.

"Okay, these days, avoid water, spicy and meaty, you can't use force, be calm, and cook some anti-inflammatory herbs," Yun Sheng yawned and looked outside, it was already past the third watch, and if he didn't go back, he was afraid that Yun Canghai would come out to find someone.

Ye Beiming lowered his head, looked at the almost perfect bandage on his body, his expression was strange, he was about to ask a question, his expression suddenly changed, he stretched out his arm, scooped Yun Sheng's body into the bed, lifted the quilt, and pressed her whole person under him.