Chapter 106: Help
"You've already helped me a lot. There's no need to say such things."
Shen Yihe’s tone was sincere.
The witch doctor sighed and did not continue the topic.
Finally, he reminded Shen Yihe of some precautions.
Shen Yihe got what he wanted and didn’t stay long.
The witch doctor watched his back gradually disappear into the distance and shook his head slightly.
Poor child.
The witch doctor is the only person in the entire tribe who knows Shen Yihe's condition.
He is famous for his medical skills in this area.
The reason why Shen Yihe came to this tribe was also because of the witch doctor.
Unexpectedly, by some strange mistake, he became Wen Li's beastly husband.
But his situation was too difficult.
The time was too long, and the poison had taken root in Shen Yihe's body. Even the witch doctor could not completely remove it and could only suppress it.
If you want to completely remove the poison in his body, you can only find the person who poisoned him and ask him to hand over the antidote.
Over the past year, all the witch doctor could do was to help Shen Yihe suppress the poisonous buds so that he wouldn't suffer too much on the day of the attack.
Counting the days, it’s just these few days.
The witch doctor had the honor of witnessing Shen Yihe's attack, and it was truly horrifying.
The witch doctor watched Shen Yihe's back disappear completely, then turned around and returned to his cave.
I'm the only one here now.
Because An Yuan was missing, Arnold had been running out all day these days, looking for An Yuan.
The witch doctor had nothing to say about his apprentice.
He now understood clearly that An Yuan had no intention of marrying Arnold.
But Arnold himself couldn't see clearly and was getting deeper and deeper into trouble.
well.
The witch doctor sighed again and put aside his distracting thoughts.
Then he began to tinker with the herbs in his hand.
It didn't take Shen Yihe long to return home.
The journey was smooth and we didn't meet anyone.
I didn't meet Wen Li either.
After returning to the room, he opened the wooden bottle and the strong bitter smell almost overwhelmed him.
Just smelling this smell, a familiar bitterness spread between Shen Yihe's lips and teeth.
It contained drugs that suppressed toxins, and this was not the first time Shen Yihe had taken it.
Because it was too bitter, it left a trauma on him and he felt nauseous just by smelling it.
Even so, Shen Yihe had to eat it. It was the only way to relieve his pain.
Shen Yihe confirmed that the smell in the wooden bottle was correct, carefully put it away, and took it with him.
In recent months, the timing of the attacks has become increasingly irregular, unlike before when they would always start at night and the pain would last all night.
I don’t know why the change happened now.
Although they will be concentrated on the same day, Shen Yihe is not sure about the specific time period.
The best way is to carry medicine with you. Once the toxins in the body begin to act, drink the medicine directly to suppress them.
Shen Yihe never mentioned his physical problems to anyone else.
He knew that he would become very scary when he was sick, and he hesitated whether to find a place to endure it and come back when the time came.
Shen Yihe didn't want others to see him in such a miserable state.
However, before he could act, an intense pain swept over him, almost swallowing him.
"Well……"
Shen Yihe's brows were almost knotted and tangled together.
This familiar pain came unexpectedly, and even Shen Yihe didn't expect it to happen today.
He bit his lips tightly and moved closer to his bed.
He took just one step before falling to the ground, his knees hitting the ground hard.
Shen Yihe took a deep breath.
Soon he was tortured to death by the pain in his body.
This pain has accompanied him since he was a child, starting from the time he was old enough to understand.
After such a long time, Shen Yihe still couldn't get used to the pain.
Shen Yihe took some effort and finally came to the bed, sweating profusely at this time.
His black hair stuck to his forehead, his temples were soaked, and Shen Yihe looked rarely disheveled.
He sat on the bed with his back hunched, groping in his pockets, and finally took out the wooden bottle given by the witch doctor.
As soon as I unscrewed the bottle, the strong bitter smell rushed out again.
Shen Yihe didn't bother to resist at this time. He grabbed the wooden bottle and poured it into his mouth.
The pain at this moment was like a worm drilling into his body.
This time it flowed to Shen Yihe's fingertips, as if to stop him from drinking the medicine.
The amplitude of the finger trembling was so large that Shen Yihe could not hold the wooden bottle in his hand steadily.
The opened wooden bottle fell to the ground, and the inky black liquid slowly flowed out. Chen Yihe's eyes turned black.
This time, the pain spread to his heart.
Shen Yihe's eyelids became heavier and heavier, and his consciousness gradually faded away.
Shen Yihe didn't know how long he had been unconscious, the pain continued, and it didn't let him go even after he fainted.
In the dream, dense swarms of insects crawled on his body, drilled through his skin into his flesh, and then gnawed every inch of his body.
This time, without the suppression of drugs, the pain was more intense than before.
"Shen Yihe! Shen Yihe!"
In the dream, Shen Yihe heard someone calling his name.
The voice was familiar, anxious, and a little helpless, as if it didn't know what to do.
“Shen Yihe!”
The voice continued.
At the same time, Shen Yihe felt a warm current flowing through his body, which was very comfortable.
The pain gradually disappeared, and Shen Yihe's tightly furrowed brows relaxed.
He almost drowned in such comfort.
In the room, Wen Li was continuously inputting supernatural power into Shen Yihe.
She took a short break and originally planned to come out to get some water.
As a result, he heard the noise in Shen Yihe's room and came over.
She called out several times, but Shen Yihe didn't respond.
Wen Li was worried, so she lifted the curtain and took a look.
I was scared when I saw it.
Shen Yihe fell on the bed with a distorted face, black blood oozing from the corner of his lips.
Wen Li had never seen such a scene before. She was stunned for a moment, then she came to her senses and quickly treated him.
She actually didn't know what Shen Yihe's current situation was.
When I got closer, I realized that Shen Yihe's body was shaking constantly.
Wen Li tried to reach out and touch him, and his body temperature was surprisingly hot.
Wen Li didn't know what to do. It was the first time she had seen such symptoms, and she couldn't find the specific cause in the medical guide.
In desperation, she tried to inject her superpowers and found that it actually worked!
Although the supernatural powers in his body had been almost consumed, Wen Li still persevered.
After all, Shen Yihe's current condition... looks extremely painful.
She hoped to ease his pain.
The supernatural power in the body continuously flowed into Shen Yihe's body.
As Shen Yihe's brows relaxed, Wen Li's face became paler and paler, almost transparent in the end.
In the end, Wen Li couldn't resist anymore and fainted.
At this moment, her cheeks were pale and she lay limply on the edge of the bed, like a lifeless doll.
The comfortable feeling gradually faded away, but the pain did not come back.
Shen Yihe slowly opened his eyes.
Focusing his vision, he saw Wen Li lying beside the bed.
Wen Li's cheeks were pale at this moment, and her long eyelashes were tightly closed.
She was right in front of him, only a dozen centimeters away.
Shen Yihe was stunned for a moment, blinked, and Wen Li was still in front of him. He realized that this was not a dream.
He didn't know when Wen Li came.
But he vaguely remembered the call in his dream.
It seemed to be Wen Li's voice.
Was it Wen Li who helped him?
Shen Yihe sat up and indeed felt no pain, which was something he had never expected.
Judging from the traces of potion on the ground, not too long has passed because the potion has not dried up yet.
"Wenli, Wenli?"
Shen Yihe called Wen Li's name several times, but still got no response.
He sat up, his body filled with unprecedented strength.
It was as if the pain not long ago was just an illusion.
He carried Wen Li back to the bed and looked at her silently.
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