Her fingertips were deft and steady as she meticulously treated the wound that was no longer oozing pus.
Occasionally, a breeze blew across her face, blowing her hair, making her look particularly focused and beautiful.
Su Huaiyue gently threw the blood-soaked potion and gauze aside with quick and decisive movements.
Pick up the clean cotton cloth next to it and re-bandage the wound.
She assured him, "Okay, take care of yourself from now on and let the wound heal steadily, otherwise even a god can't save you!"
Just as we finished cleaning up, a sharp and piercing scream broke the silence.
Something happened!
Su Huaiyue was shocked, and an ominous premonition suddenly arose in his heart.
She ran towards the sound and saw Wei Yunrou pointing at the ground in panic.
"Sister-in-law, what should we do? Please save them! They just ate some watermelon, how could this happen?"
Wei Ersao's face was distorted, beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down her forehead, and she was in extreme pain.
The corners of her mouth turned slightly white due to excessive force. Her hands were pressed tightly on her stomach, with her knuckles bulging and veins popping, as if this could reduce some of the pain.
Not far away, Wei Li on the ground seemed to have lost consciousness, her petite body curled up like a withered leaf.
Her face was as pale as paper, bloodless, like an exquisite porcelain doll carved from white jade, without a single sign of life.
Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, as if she had entered an eternal sleep.
Su Huaiyue's hands unconsciously clenched into fists: "What's going on? What did you eat?"
"Sister-in-law, Second Sister-in-law said it was watermelon, so she gave some to Wei Li, and Second Sister-in-law ate most of it."
Wei Yunrou pointed to a place not far away. The watermelon-like thing had revealed its cracked emerald green skin, and the flesh inside exuded a faint strange fragrance.
The watermelon had been broken into two halves, and there was not much flesh left.
Su Huaiyue frowned, feeling that something was wrong.
She carefully peeled off the fine sand on the melon skin and saw the pattern of the melon clearly. She could vaguely see some subtle dark red on the skin.
The veins look like blood solidified in the sun, completely different from ordinary watermelons.
Su Huaiyue's heart was pounding, knowing that this was exactly the medicinal watermelon.
Even a small bite of this fruit can be a deadly poison.
"Help, help, it hurts so much..." Wei Ersao screamed and rolled over, with beads of sweat on her forehead.
Wei Yunrou has a slender figure, and her face cannot hide her anxiety and helplessness. The corners of her mouth tremble slightly, as if she is trying hard to suppress the tension and uneasiness in her heart.
"Sister-in-law, what should we do?"
Seeing Wei Li's condition, Su Huaiyue didn't dare to make a hasty decision. She could only comfort him softly, "Don't worry, I'll see what's going on. How long have they been eating?"
Wei Yunrou recalled: "Just now during the break, my second sister-in-law said she wanted to look around, and then she saw the watermelon, and it has only been half an incense stick since she started eating it."
Half an incense stick of time was neither short nor long, and Su Huaiyue immediately prepared to use silver needles and acupuncture to induce vomiting.
"Hurry, help me lay Wei Li flat. Now we can only try to induce vomiting."
"Okay!" Wei Yunrou didn't dare to delay for a moment.
Madam Wei spread a mat underneath.
Su Huaiyue's face was solemn as if facing a great enemy. Time was running out and she could not afford to delay any longer.
She quickly took out a silver needle from her sleeve. The thin silver needle shone with a subtle light in the afterglow of the setting sun, reflecting the fine beads of sweat that oozed from his forehead due to nervousness.
A figure stumbled up not far away. Although his movements were swift, they were uncoordinated and clumsy, and his body twisted slightly in pain in the air.
His face was as pale as paper, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and a few strands of messy hair stuck to his cheeks, making him look a little disheveled.
Her facial features were distorted by extreme pain, her lips trembled as if she had lost control, and she struggled to squeeze out a sharp and hoarse cry: "Save me, save me first, I am the one who is suffering the most, and you save her first!
Su Huaiyue, you have always been against me, and now you see me like this, you wish I would die in front of you."
The voice was trembling and sharp, as if it was squeezed out from the bottom of the throat with great difficulty.
Su Huaiyue was distracted for a moment by Wei Ersao's quarrel, and the silver needle in her hand trembled slightly in the air and almost went off.
If the silver needle is inserted in the wrong direction, it will not cure the disease but harm the patient.
If she hadn't controlled herself, the needle would have gone astray.
A trace of panic flashed between Su Huaiyue's brows, but was quickly suppressed. She knew she had to remain calm at this moment.
Being interrupted, the anger in Su Huaiyue's heart quickly accumulated and suddenly rose up like a volcano about to erupt.
So she stood up without hesitation and pushed Wei Ersao to the ground.
Su Huaiyue was breathing rapidly, his chest heaving violently due to his emotional excitement, and a hint of murderous intent rose in his heart.
The silver needle in her hand can save people or kill people.
Mrs. Wei's center of gravity was unstable and she fell heavily to the ground. She tried to grab something for support with her hands, but there was nothing around to lean on.
Her face first showed astonishment, then resentment, but then mixed with a hint of fear. Her eyes were wide open, as if she couldn't believe what had just happened.
Wei Yunrou saw her second sister-in-law fall to the ground and immediately ran to help her up. She patted her back worriedly and comforted her: "Second sister-in-law, sister-in-law didn't push you on purpose. She was just anxious and eager to save people. Don't worry, sister-in-law will save you."
Wei Yunrou spoke in a gentle tone, trying to ease the tense atmosphere.
However, the dissatisfaction and resentment on Wei Ersao's face were like a dark cloud lingering in her heart, and she didn't hear a word Wei Yunrou said.
She stubbornly stiffened her neck, anger burning in her eyes, and retorted word by word: "She just wants to kill me."
Su Huaiyue frowned, and a hint of ruthlessness flashed in his eyes.
Her gaze was as sharp as a knife, piercing one's heart. She warned with great determination, "You'd better behave yourself and keep to yourself, otherwise..."
She paused, the cold light in her eyes was like a bone-chilling cold, making people shudder: "Otherwise I really don't mind using the silver needle in my hand to send you off!"
Su Huaiyue's voice was cold, as if it came from the abyss of the underworld. The air around them seemed to freeze, making people feel awe-inspiring and with nowhere to escape.
He calmly pulled a slender silver needle from his sleeve, and the needle twirled between his fingertips, confidently and lightly, as if it were an extension of her body.
If she is a ghost in the dark night, then the silver needle is the sharp blade in Su Huaiyue's hand.
Wei Ersao had never seen Su Huaiyue like this before, and was shocked by the murderous aura she exuded.
She stood there blankly, not daring to look the other person in the eye, but unwilling to give in, and kept muttering: She just wants to kill me!
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