1865 Fool

But she just couldn't watch him fall asleep like this!

Quan Feiyi's thin lips pursed slightly, and vaguely, he saw her crying at him with blurred teary eyes......

He had never seen her shed so many tears, even if he bullied her so much before, no matter how much he humiliated her, she would only cry silently at most, and more often, she didn't even cry tears. lā

But now, she was crying hoarsely......

Kwon Feiyi's fingers moved, trying to wipe away her tears.

Sometimes, people are such contradictory animals, obviously he has been bullying her a while ago, as if only by looking at her pitiful appearance can he eliminate the unbalanced anger in his heart. But when she really cried for him like this, he felt distressed, as if he was a sinner through the ages, and made her look like this......

But he tried several times, but he didn't succeed.

This arrow seems to be poisonous......

It's just that when he didn't pull out the arrow, the poison was still hidden inside, and now once the blood flow speed becomes faster, the poison will spread rapidly with that moment, which is why he can't hold on at the moment when he pulls out the arrow.

But seeing her like this, he didn't dare to tell her.

What if he was unconscious, and she had to bear such a blow alone, and her eyes were blinded by crying?

"Painting cherishes...... I'm just resting, so you can rest for a while. ”

"No, I don't! Quan Fei Yi...... Don't you want me to owe you, then you can hurry up and get me well, do you hear? As long as you get better now, even if I owe you two lives, three lives, countless lives! ”

Fool.

What does he want so many lives for?

Quan Feiyi closed his eyes, and finally lost consciousness.

The painter slapped his face unwillingly, but the man lay there motionless, quiet like a corpse.

When he was not unconscious, she begged helplessly that he couldn't do this, but when he had passed out, she seemed to have regained her strength, and she knew that it was useless to plead no matter how much she pleaded, so she adjusted her breathing as fast as she could.

"Quan Feiyi, don't you want to rest? Good...... I'll take you to rest now! ”

If they are found in this place, they will be helpless.

When she went to collect the medicine just now, she saw a flash, which was much more hidden than here, but only a little away......

However, without the slightest hesitation, he dragged the man up from the ground.

She knows martial arts, but such a big man is still an injured patient pressing her, she has a hard time moving, and she has to be careful not to touch his wounds.

So when they came to the cave, she was so tired that she didn't even have the strength to open her eyes.

She placed the man on the haystack, and she examined his wounds, and saw that the herbs in his chest were almost gone.

He had to go out again to collect medicine to smear him.

After tossing for a long time, I finally smeared the medicine, but the blood on the man's wound gradually turned black......

The painting was shocked.

How could the blood, which was still red just now, suddenly become like this?

Could it be that he was poisoned?!

This realization made her breath leak suddenly, and she looked at him in shock.

Those people are worthy of pharmaceutical, and they can make such a drug with latent toxicity for so long, and now it is being seen!

"Quan Fei Yi ......"

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