Top actor: kidnap a fox and go home to pet

Cheng Shu followed Jin Muxi to the left wing, and put Jiang Younian gently on the bed.

After entering the door, Song Qingli raised his hand to block Wanyu who also wanted to come in: "Little girl, I'm seeing a doctor, wait outside."

There are still two lines of tears hanging on Wanyu's face.

She was bullied by Song Qingli's master and apprentice before, and she wished she could dig their ancestral graves.

Now with a slumped face, he stands outside the door and waits obediently.

Holding her left hand and crying, she chanted several gods and prayed that they would bless her family to be safe.

Jin Muxi took the electric heater and put it beside the bed, turned around and backed out, closed the door and stood in front of the door.

A thunderstorm exploded in the sky, and the person lying on the bed did not respond at all.

The stove quickly heated up the whole room, but Jiang Younian was still shaking.

"What's going on?" Song Qingli asked leisurely, not in a hurry.

Cheng Shu rolled up the sleeve of Jiang Younian's right hand: "I was bitten by a snake... a monster."

Song Qingli looked closely at the blackened hand and shook his head.

Then he tore off Jiang Younian's collar, and the subcutaneous blood vessels on his right shoulder were already black.

He clicked his tongue: "It's a long life to be alive, take off all your clothes..."

After speaking, he went to a cabinet to get his things.

At the same time, Cheng Shu began to take off Jiang Younian's clothes one by one.

In less than a minute, all of Jiang Younian's clothes fell to the ground, and his upper body was naked.

His body hurt Cheng Shu's eyes.

The toxin in the blood vessels has spread across the neck, and a few black blood streaks appeared on the originally pale face.

Along with the arteries and veins across the chest, the toxin slowly approached the heart of the left chest at a slow speed visible to the naked eye.

Once it enters the heart, he will surely die.

Song Qingli came back after fetching the things, which were spread out on the table, and they were silver needles for acupuncture.

I don't know when there was an extra candlestick on the table, and the candle was burning.

Song Qingli picked up a silver needle and scalded it twice on the fire.

The first silver needle first landed on the heart.

Cheng Shu watched in horror.

Song Qingli said as he dropped the needle, "This needle will penetrate into the blood vessels of the heart to prevent toxins from flowing in, and then..."

The silver needle of more than ten centimeters only pierced one-third of it.

But Jiang Younian, who had been unconscious all this time, suddenly woke up, raised his uninjured left hand and patted Song Qingli's hand away with great force.

The silver needle was also pulled out with force and fell to the ground.

Jiang Younian raised his upper body and shouted, "Who? Get out of here!"

His pupils were dilated, but he looked hostilely at the two blurred figures in front of him.

His face no longer had the usual calmness and gentleness, only resentment, resistance, and panic.

Like a desperate cub, it is making its final struggle.

No one knows that his current spiritual world is disordered.

He didn't know who he was facing.

I don't know where I am.

Song Qingli went to get a new silver needle, and said to Cheng Shu: "What are you doing in a daze? Hold the person down and don't let him move a single finger. The movement is so big, and the blood circulation is accelerated. Is it going to kill me?!"

Being said so, Cheng Shu didn't care whether he was rude or not.

He stepped forward and grabbed Jiang Younian's shoulders, pressed him on the bed, suppressed his flailing hands and feet, and said, "Jiang Younian, it's me, Cheng Shu, please don't move, Master Song will detoxify you."

One year, Jiang's five senses were disturbed by toxins, and his thinking was also confused.

He opened his bloodshot eyes wide, the tails of which were bright red.

"Ashu?" Jiang Younian said in surprise.

This title has never been used for Cheng Shu.

Cheng Shu didn't have time to think about what the other party called him, so he whispered comfortingly in his ear: "It's okay, it will be fine in a while, can you bear with it? Master Song, hurry up."

"Ashu..." Jiang Younian murmured the name several times.

Although the voice is a familiar person, the picture in my mind is from a long time ago, so that I think I am in a long time ago.

tormented.

Song Qingli successfully stabbed the silver needle into Jiang Younian's chest.

The severe pain caused the people who had settled down to struggle again, but they were suppressed to death by Cheng Shu.

He could only yell: "Bastard, let go... ah! You did to me again... what... I'm going to kill you!"

His throat was almost torn apart, and his words were so chaotic that Cheng Shu couldn't understand him at all, so he thought he was hallucinating because of the poison.

The thunder and lightning and heavy rain outside became more and more fierce, as if following Jiang Younian's emotional ups and downs.

The two people guarding the door clearly heard the shouts.

Wanyu has been with Jiang for many years, even if his pain is extreme, there has never been such a heart-piercing cry.

She couldn't stand anymore, and was about to break in: "What are you doing to my lord? Stop!"

Jin Muxi stopped Wanyu: "Don't make trouble, the master is saving him."

Wanyu squatted on the ground sobbing with her mouth flattened.

Hate myself for not being able to help.

Song Qingli's needles continued to drop on various parts of his body.

His index finger and middle finger suddenly stopped in the middle of Jiang Younian's chest. He was sensing something, but he didn't have the expected feeling.

Suddenly startled and quickly hid his emotions.

Cheng Shu saw that Song Qingli's hand had been there for a long time, and said displeasedly, "Hey, if you want to pierce it, don't touch it randomly."

Song Qingli took his hand away and looked up at Cheng Shu, as if trying to see through him, not knowing what he was thinking.

Then he snorted disdainfully: "He's not your wife, why be nervous."

Cheng Shu: "..."

Song Qingli lowered his head and slowly picked out the next needle: "If you're looking for a lover, don't look for someone like this, a demon with no heart in his skin and flesh, heartless and heartless."

"No heart?" Cheng Shu couldn't understand.

"This heart is not that heart." Song Qingli didn't say any more.

Second root, third root, fourth root...

After nine needles were inserted, Jiang Younian felt heart-piercing pain every time a silver needle fell.

Several times, Jiang Younian slapped Cheng Shu's body with his waving hand.

Cheng Shu's face, which had bought tens of millions of insurance, was scratched with two bloodstains, but he didn't care at all.

Instead, looking at the ever-increasing silver needles on Jiang Younian's body, it was like being stabbed in his own heart, which hurt deeply.

Jiang Younian bit his lip, Cheng Shu couldn't stand it.

So he stretched out his arm and put it near his mouth: "Don't bite yourself, come, bite here."

Jiang Younian bit Cheng Shu's arm hard after scolding the person who was pressing on him all the time.

The teeth were still sharp, and blood came out of the bite in an instant.

Cheng Shu grunted in pain, and continued to whisper in his ear to comfort him.

Gradually, Jiang Younian stopped struggling.

The strength of the teeth still remained undiminished, and he looked at Cheng Shu in confusion.

His vision was so blurry that he could only vaguely see that it was the person he knew.

In the middle of winter, after a fierce confrontation between the two, they both sweated a lot.

Song Qingli continued to inject the needle without distraction.

About half an hour later, there was only lightning outside, no more thunder, and the rain was less.

"Okay! Take it easy, it's not over yet." Song Qing wiped his hands with a handkerchief, and shouted to the door: "Musi, bring in a basin, a big one, and some tea."

Mu Xi responded and went to the direction of the kitchen.

Song Qingli was also sweating a lot. He stood up and went to the cabinet to look for something.

Jiang Younian calmed down, and his teeth let go of Cheng Shu's arm.

There were two rows of neat teeth marks on the man's arm, bloody.

Fortunately, the arms have been tempered so that their skin is rough, fleshy and muscular, otherwise they would have been torn off by the sharp fox teeth.

Physiological tears fell from the corners of Jiang Younian's eyes and sank into his hair.

His long hair, which was always neatly groomed, was messed up, so Cheng Shu smoothed it out for him and put it behind his ears.

His whole body collapsed, he had no strength to struggle anymore, and became limp like a puddle of water.

It's a bit like the immortal who fell into the mortal world and was ravaged a lot.

Cheng Shu's thumb gently wiped away the blood on Jiang Younian's lips, which was from his arm.

It was just a bite, and the pain was far less than what Jiang Younian suffered.

Jin Muxi had already brought in what he needed.

Song Qingli asked him what time it was, and Jin Muxi said it was [-]:[-], and brought him another cup of tea: "Master, drink some tea."

Song Qingli took a sip of tea and pointed to the bed: "He's about to collapse, give him some water, we'll continue later, we have to get through the morning."

"Ashu, I hurt so much..." Jiang Younian murmured to himself, his voice so hoarse: "It hurts so much, please do me a favor, let me go... let me die..."

"Don't say stupid things." Cheng Shu put his index finger against his lips, not letting him continue, and asked Song Qingli if there was any painkiller or other medicine to relieve it.

Song Qingli shook his head: "If there is, I can let him call all night? Others think my house is killing people, and the police will come to the door before dawn."

There is only his family, Lanshiju, in this mountain, and there are no other houses.

Cheng Shu took the warm water from the west end of Jinmu.

Gently lifted Jiang Younian's head, brought the water cup to his mouth to coax him to drink: "Hey, drink some water, it won't hurt after drinking."

Jiang Younian only took a sip, then turned his head and coughed, scolding coquettishly, "Liar."

Temperament is like that of a child.

Cheng Shu smoothed his hair, coaxing him patiently: "You drink too little, drink more, drink it up, I'm not lying, it won't hurt after drinking it, okay?"

The fur-fried fox was smoothed out, so he obediently drank a glass of water in small sips.

After drinking, I still have to make a request: "Can you...be nice to me, just a little..."

Cheng Shu had always been kind to him, but what he said was wrong.

But Cheng Shu followed his words and replied: "When you are well, I will give you everything you want, pick the stars and moon for you, and give you people."

Jiang Younian finally showed a rare smile.