Ji Qingxue returns to the barracks safely. Nangong Yan has been waiting for her. When she comes back, she immediately welcomes her.
"Ah Xue, what's the matter with you? How do you look so tired?" Nangong Yan asked with concern.
Ji Qingxue shook her head gently and said too much. It's all tears, so I'd better not say it.
At this time, Nangong Yan noticed that there was a slight bruise on her bare neck, which was clearly a trace left after being pinched by someone.
For a moment, Nangong Yan's heart lit up a raging anger. He clenched his teeth and asked, "he did the injury on your neck?"
"What injury?"
Ji Qingxue looked puzzled. When she reacted, she subconsciously covered her neck.
When Sima Jingxuan grabbed her with both hands just now, she did feel the murderous spirit from him.
At that time, he really wanted to kill himself, so he used a lot of strength. It was normal that he would leave bruises.
Ji Qingxue looked at Nangong Yan's blacker and blacker face and secretly feigned his stomach. When he was hurt, he was angry again.
"Nangong Yan, in fact, I don't care." Ji Qingxue had to speak hard, but she didn't think this was convincing.
Nangong Yan grabbed her hand and went to the camp. Then he firmly pressed the man on the chair. He said in a deep voice, "sit here and don't move."
Nangong Yan went to get the medicine. He dug out a lump of ointment and put it on Ji Qingxue's neck.
"Why?"
The burning breath sprayed on Ji Qingxue's face, making her a little trance. She was stunned and said, "what, why?"
"With your martial arts, he can't hurt you like this." Nangong Yan opened his mouth heavily, and his eyes were distressed. "Didn't you hide? Didn't you resist?"
Ji Qingxue knew that he was on the edge of violent walking now. If he didn't answer well, he was afraid that he would immediately rush to Sima Jingxuan's camp regardless of his life.
"I really didn't react when he started, but when I ordered his acupoints, he immediately let go. He didn't expect my martial arts to recover."
Then Ji Qingxue glanced carefully at Nangong Yan, but he straightened it again. He said seriously, "don't move."
"Oh." Ji Qingxue really didn't dare to move. He looked at the front and looked like I was very good.
When Nangong Yan wiped the medicine, he said to her, "next time he dares to treat you like this, you must be polite."
Ji Qingxue blinked and asked for advice modestly: "I don't know what kind of impolite method I want, emperor, can you be satisfied?"
She seldom calls herself the emperor. It's funny and lovely to say such a sentence occasionally.
Nangong Yan restrained his mind and said coldly, "don't be too cruel. Just break his descendants for thousands of generations."
Ji Qingxue suddenly kept silent and looked at him with the eyes of "so you are such a person".
Nangong Yan couldn't help but reach out and knock on her forehead. She had a good grasp of her strength, but it was enough to make Ji Qingxue cry out in pain.
Suddenly, Ji Qingxue was like a fried cat. He bared his teeth and said, "Why are you beating me?"
"Who makes you stupid!" Nangong Yan shouted angrily.
Ji Qingxue was unwilling to show weakness: "where do I have?"
A sharp eye knife flew over, and Nangong spoke coldly: "dare to talk back!"
Ji Qingxue tilted his lips, and the originally high flame suddenly subsided.
"Sorry."
Nangong Yan, who was originally angry, was even more angry when he heard this sentence.
"What are you talking about?" stupid woman, what are you sorry for.
Ji Qingxue continued to lower her head: "I didn't get the antidote back."
Alas, although this is expected, Ji Qingxue is still a little frustrated.
The soft voice made Nangong Yan lose his temper immediately.
Nangong Yan carefully encircled the man in his arms: "you and I all know that he won't hand over the antidote anyway. Anyway, we still have one day. We can't give up until the end, can we? We should believe in the ninth day and Rongsheng."
"Yes."
Even without Sima Jingxuan's antidote, they will save the day.
Outside the camp came Changzhou's panting voice: "emperor, Emperor!"
Nangong Yan replied in a deep voice, "what's the matter?"
"The ninth day girl, it's the ninth day girl..."
Nangong Yan and Ji Qingxue looked at each other, then Ji Qingxue immediately got up and walked out of the camp together.
"What's wrong with the ninth day?" Ji Qingxue said anxiously. Is something wrong with her?
Changzhou blushed anxiously. Finally, he simply said, "my subordinates don't know what to say about this. Please go and have a look by yourself."
When they could arrive, the whole camp was filled with a strong smell of blood.
Then they saw that the ninth day was pale, the corners of their skirts were stained with some sporadic blood, and the wounds on their wrists kept emitting blood beads.
Rongsheng arrived later. He looked at the ninth day of junior high school. His face was as white as a piece of paper. Suddenly, there was a dull pain in his chest, which made him feel terrible.
"Is this the detoxification you said?" Rong Sheng didn't find it. Even his voice trembled inside.
On the ninth day of junior high school, she gave him a prescription and asked him to decoct the medicine. She said she would be able to untie the Gu poison this time.
But Rongsheng didn't expect that the ninth day was just to find a reason to keep him away.
On the ninth day of the ninth day, she staggered towards him. She grinned and tried to squeeze out a smile: "I did it, and I untied the poison."
As soon as the voice fell, his eyes darkened on the ninth day of the ninth day, and he fainted directly.
Fortunately, Rongsheng caught her with quick eyes and hands. Rongsheng looked at the weak person in his arms and hugged her hands and unconsciously tightened them.
"Well, I know you can do it."
In fact, they were wrong at the beginning. These two kinds of Gu poisons are too overbearing. If they use ordinary methods, they can't play much role at all.
So the best way, of course, is to fight poison with poison.
And what in this world is more poisonous than the ninth day itself.
The ninth day of junior high school is the leader of the five poisons sect. She has been dealing with all kinds of poisons since she was a child. She is the most powerful poison in the world.
So what can save them is not Ji Qingxue's blood, but the ninth day of the ninth day.
It was Rong Sheng's sentence "poison and medicine are one" that reminded the ninth day of junior high school.
Rong Sheng picked up the ninth day of junior high school, and then greeted Ji Qingxue: "I'll take her back to her residence first. The rest..."
Ji Qingxue nodded: "leave the rest to me. You don't have to worry. Just take good care of her."
Things turned around, but Ji Qingxue and Nangong Yan were not very happy.
"So many patients, does the girl want to let her whole body bleed to death?"