"Where should it bite?"
He disregarded the traditional separation of men and women and squatted down to ask.
Qiu Sanniang pointed to two small red dots on her left calf and said, "Here."
Yun Zhao took out a dagger, and with a "rip" sound, cut off a piece of his clothes and tied it above the two small red dots to prevent the venom from spreading.
He then said, "I'm sorry," and lowered his head to suck up the venom.
Qiu San Niang was startled.
"Do you have any wounds in your mouth? If you do, don't suck!"
Yun Zhao spat out a mouthful of poisonous blood, replied "No wounds," and continued what he had been doing.
He sucked blood for about ten mouthfuls before stopping, took a wooden basin from the cabin, scooped up a basin of seawater, and helped Qiu San Niang wash her wounds.
Qiu Sanniang watched him do all this with great interest and asked, "Who taught you this?"
"I learned it from hunters."
Yun Zhao said without looking up.
“In the past, when we had nothing to eat, I would go to the outskirts to catch snakes to eat. I’ve seen hunters who were bitten by snakes treat it this way.”
Qiu Sanniang teased, "A Marquis of such high rank actually has times when he can't afford to eat?"
Yun Zhao glanced at her but didn't reply.
When they first met, he was working as a cashier at Baibaozhai. I bet she knew about his impoverished past.
Qiu San Niang was perfectly aware of the situation; she was just teasing him.
This man is always so serious, which makes her want to tease him and see if he has any other expressions.
After rinsing, Yun Zhao glanced at the direction of the sun and rowed in the opposite direction.
At first, Qiu San Niang was still chatting and laughing, but not long after, she said, "I feel very dizzy and want to sleep," and then fainted.
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