On the grass, Yan Baibai and the demon Lu Wuxiu stood face to face. One of Yan Baibai's hands was tightly held by Lu Wuxiu, and then pressed against his chest.
Because she was blindfolded, Yan Baibai could clearly feel the delicate skin and temperature in her hands, as well as the heart beating faster and faster beneath the skin.
Yan Baibai quickly regained his composure and then concentrated all his attention. A stream of water condensed in his hand. The water stream came out from the palm of his hand. When it touched Lu Wuxiu's body, Yan Baibai could clearly feel that Lu Wuxiu's body stiffened instantly, and the hand holding his wrist also tightened a lot.
"Junior brother, does it hurt?"
Yan Baibai retracted his water jet and asked Lu Wuxiu.
"I'm fine, Senior Sister, you can continue."
As Lu Wuxiu spoke, he gently let go of the hand that was holding Yan Baibai, but his eyes were fixed on Yan Baibai. His red pupils became even brighter in the dark night.
Even though he couldn't see, Yan Baibai still sensed based on the water column's immediate contact and separation that the wound on his hand was very small and was now cracked. It must have been cracked during the battle with the wild boars. What Yan Baibai had to do now was to help Lu Wuxiu heal the wound so that it would never crack again.
"Junior brother, I need the water jet to penetrate the wound deeply so that I can understand why it keeps splitting. It might be a little painful, so bear with it and don't move."
"Well, don't worry, Senior Sister, I won't move."
After getting confirmation, Yan Baibai condensed the water column again and carefully controlled it to invade the wound. Yan Baibai merged a bit of his soul into the water column and carefully felt the abnormality in the wound.
The stars in the sky gradually disappeared, but the bright moon quietly emerged. The wind was still blowing gently, bringing bursts of fragrance, which made people feel relaxed and happy.
"Found it." Yan Baibai suddenly said, and then said: "But it will take some time."
"Okay." Lu Wuxiu also sounded a little hoarse because he hadn't spoken for a long time: "Senior Sister, don't be anxious, take your time."
Yan Baibai has already figured out the situation inside the wound. There are black threads in the wound that are thinner than a hair. They are like viruses that are tightly embedded in the flesh inside the wound. At present, Yan Baibai only knows that these are the reasons that caused Lu Wuxiu's wound to split. As for the principle, Yan Baibai has not figured it out yet.
Yan Baibai controlled his water column, gently wrapped around the thinnest and shortest black line, and then quickly pulled it. Yan Baibai immediately heard Lu Wuxiu's muffled groan. Even though he was blindfolded, Yan Baibai could still imagine Lu Wuxiu gritting his teeth and trying his best to endure.
Yan Baibai had learned just how much Lu Wuxiu could endure pain over a year ago, during the sect's Spiritual Trial Conference in the secret realm. At that time, Yan Baibai had just been rescued by Lu Wuxiu from a demonic beast. After the two of them had killed the demonic beast together, they found a safe place to settle down. After ensuring the surroundings were safe, Lu Wuxiu took out a needle and thread, soaked it in medicinal wine, and began to sew up his torn wound under Yan Baibai's puzzled gaze...
And now, Yan Baibai only extracted the easiest part of the wound. Lu Wuxiu already had this reaction, so wouldn't the others faint from the pain?
"Senior Sister, what's wrong?" Seeing Yan Baibai was hesitant to take action, Lu Wuxiu asked hurriedly.
Yan Baibai briefly explained the situation to Lu Wuxiu and suggested, "Junior brother, after the sect competition is over, let me teach her..."
"It's okay, Senior Sister." Lu Wuxiu immediately interrupted Yan Baibai: "I can only let Senior Sister know about this injury, and you are the only one who can treat it."
Yan Baibai finally woke up. The man in front of her was the male protagonist of the mission who was hiding a secret. He would not easily let others know about his injuries. Even she had to keep her eyes blindfolded.
Yan Baibai said nothing more and immediately took out a medicine bottle from his storage ring, poured out a handful of small dark brown pills and handed them to Lu Wuxiu in front of him: "Junior brother, eat them all, maybe they will be of some use."
Lu Wuxiu took the pill and swallowed it all in one gulp before asking, "Senior Sister, what is this?"
"I'm not afraid of you laughing at me when I say this, because I'm afraid of pain. This was given to me by my senior brother before I left for the sect competition. He said he asked his alchemist friend to make it, and it can relieve pain." Yan Baibai paused and didn't say what his senior brother said next, "One pill can make a big buffalo sick."
In layman's terms, this dark brown pill is similar to modern anesthetics.
Yan Baibai didn't do it on purpose. When Lu Wuxiu grabbed her wrist, she felt a long nail scratching her wrist. Although it was only for a brief moment, Yan Baibai was sure that it was not an illusion. In addition, the Lu Wuxiu opposite her gave her a sense of incongruity. If Yan Baibai didn't feel anything unusual at this time, she would have lived in vain.
If Yan Baibai hadn't known that Lu Wuxiu was a half-demon, she would have thought that the person in front of her was a demon pretending to be her junior brother, who was trying to deceive her "simple and kind" soul.
Yan Baibai gave Lu Wuxiu about a dozen pills, and she didn't know if she could drug a half-demon.
"Thank you very much, Master..." Lu Wuxiu stopped talking, and then Yan Baibai heard the sound of a heavy object falling to the ground.
Yan Baibai squatted down and stretched out his hands to feel around, and his wrists were suddenly tightly clamped by a force. This time, Yan Baibai could clearly feel the long nails on his wrists.
Because the grip was too strong, Yan Baibai was pulled forward and fell. His hands pushed forward reflexively, and then he heard Lu Wuxiu's muffled groan.
"Hmm?" Yan Baibai's tone was puzzled at first, and then full of disappointment: "Junior brother, how come you still feel something?"
"..." The little bit of anger that had just gathered in Lu Wuxiu's heart was instantly dissipated, and what followed was an indescribable feeling. The body lying on top of him was very soft, and the two hands on his chest seemed to send him heat. This heat rushed straight to his heart, then rose to his neck, and then to his cheeks. If he hadn't tried hard to control it, it would have risen to his brain.
Lu Wuxiu stared at Yan Baibai intently, and finally made sure that the cloth on Yan Baibai's face had not moved at all. He recalled everything that had just happened and was sure that Yan Baibai had not cast any spell on him. So what had happened just now? His whole body was numb, especially his heart!
"Junior brother, what I gave you is a kind of anesthetic. I hope it can relieve your pain when I remove the poison from your wound later."
So that’s how it is, this medicine is truly magical!
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