Duanmu Ya looked at it, and suddenly sneered.

Zhong Qishan was angry: "Ershan, shut up!"

The subordinate who stopped Ershan still wanted to speak, Zhong Qishan said coldly: "Did you forget your identity?"

Ershan panicked and said hurriedly: "Yes, Sovereign!"

Duanmu Yawang looked at Zhong Qishan: "Sect Master Zhong, it seems that you don't trust me."

"I didn't mean that."

Zhong Qishan said: "It's just under my hand that I'm too impatient."

"Sect Master Zhong, your illness is inherently complicated. It is impossible to clear the condition with a single pulse." Luo Jiuchen said coldly at this time: "Please give me more patience."

"Yes, Zhong understands." Zhong Qishan's attitude is surprisingly good.

Duanmu Yawang: "Sect Master Zhong meant that we can continue?"

Zhong Qishan laughed, but because of the pain, the laughter sounded like a twitch. After laughing, he hurriedly responded: "Naturally, what Miss Duanmu wants to ask, as long as it is related to the condition, Zhong will cooperate. "

Duanmu Yawang didn't answer the conversation, but took out two cotton swabs, dipped the pus on his arm with the two cotton swabs, and put the two cotton swabs into two test tubes respectively.

After all this last night, Duanmu Yawang took out the needle again and said: "Sect Master Zhong, I need a little blood from you."

Zhong Qishan and his men stared at the needle in Duanmu Yawang's hand, looking at the sharp and thin object, somehow, they all changed their faces.

But Luo Jiuchen, because he had seen it, his face was as usual.

What is this... on earth?

If you want blood, you need blood. What do you want to do with this creepy thing?

"It's a bit painful, please bear with it." As Duanmu Yawang said, his gloved hand pressed Zhong Qishan's arm and carefully looked for blood vessels on it.

"Duan, Miss Duanmu!"

Zhong Qishan's voice trembling called Duanmu Yawang.

"What's the matter?" Duanmu Yawang's tone was not good when he was interrupted while looking for a blood vessel.

Zhong Qishan stared at the weird syringe in her hand: "If you want blood, I can cut it to you."

Duanmu Yawang sneered: "You still don't think the meat on your body is rotten enough?"

Zhong Qishan suddenly didn't know what to do.

Duanmu Yawang ignored him and continued to search for blood vessels, because the skin and flesh of his arms were rotten, and blood vessels were not easy to find. Duanmu Yawang searched for a while before he could find it.

It's just that there are too many pustules above.

She twisted her eyebrows, took out a large bottle of hydrogen peroxide made by herself in this world from Qiankun's bag, and said to Luo Jiuchen: "Mr. Luo, do you have a basin?"

"Yes, please wait a minute."

"good."

Duanmu Yawang nodded, and Luo Jiuchen went out.

When he opened the door, Zhong Qishan's men covered Zhong Qishan's arms with the original black cloth.

Luo Jiuchen quickly returned with two stacked basins. For some reason, he also brought a half bucket of clean water in one hand.

Duanmu Ya looked at the clear water, curled her lips and smiled, "Thank you."

Luo Jiuchen shook his head.

After taking the basin in, Duanmu Yawang put the basin on the table and said to Zhong Qishan: "Put your arm on top of the basin."

Zhong Qishan didn't know what she was going to do, but he still followed her instructions.

Looking at Zhong Pushan's arm above the basin, Duanmu Yawang picked up the large bottle of hydrogen peroxide and poured it over the blood vessel of Zhong Qishan's arm.

As soon as the hydrogen peroxide fell, a large bubble popped up.

The bubble was a disgusting pus yellow.

The people present were surprised and disgusting looking at the bubbles.

Even a few of Zhong Qishan's subordinates couldn't help turning their heads and dared not take a closer look. Duanmu Yawang's expression remained unchanged.

Zhong Qishan couldn't hold back, and asked, "Miss Duanmu, what is this?"

"A cleansing potion."

Duanmu Yawang briefly explained the hydrogen peroxide that was improved by her and was very suitable for this world, and then cleared the bubbles on it.

After clearing out those bubbles, a large area of ​​skin on Zhong Qishan's arm was cleaned a lot, and Duanmu Yawang saw the rotten flesh on his arm more clearly.

The flesh looked finely chopped, and the eyes were not flesh-colored, but very yellow, rotten into a mass.

Of course, for such a serious pus, one cleansing of it is of course impossible to rush, and there is still a lot of pus on the skin of the arm.

Duanmu Ya looked at it and had to pour some more up.

This time, the bubbles were much less, and the bubbles looked much cleaner.

After cleaning twice, the rotten meat finally looked better than before. Zhong Qishan looked a little happy, and said, "Miss Duanmu, you actually washed it clean."

"Have you washed it before?" Although it was a question, her tone was very positive.

"Yes."

Zhong Qishan smiled bitterly and did not hide, "However, it was not able to be cleaned. Moreover, after one wash, the pustules will grow bigger."

Duanmu Yawang said coldly: "There are bacteria in the water, and the meat of your arm will soak once it gets wet. How can the pustules not grow bigger?"

"In other words, I can't get wet?"

"certainly."

"Miss Duanmu, what kind of water are you?" Zhong Qishan said nervously: "Although the water will sting a bit like water on the arm, it doesn't seem to be that itchy after washing, and it feels a lot more comfortable."

"Clean up the potion." Although already said, Duanmu Yawang still replied.

Zhong Qishan stared at the hydrogen peroxide on the table, "It seems that I have never seen such water before."

"I made it myself."

"I see."

Duanmu Yawang didn't answer any more. After wiping the water marks on Zhong Qishan's arm with a clean cloth, Duanmu Yawang pressed Zhong Qishan's arm and said, "Don't move, I want to draw blood."

Zhong Qishan stared at the sharp and thin needle in her hand for a moment, then said, "Okay."

Although it was good, Duanmu Yawang could find him a little tight.

"relax."

Duanmu Yawan curled his eyebrows, "Don't tell me that the suzerain of the dignified Golden Crow Sect is still afraid of these thin needles."

"..."

Zhong Qishan didn't speak for a while.

However, after a while, he finally relaxed.

Duanmu Yawang noticed it and started to draw blood.

Although the blood vessels seem to be hard to find under such eroded skin and flesh, Duanmu Yawang still got punctured once, and quickly got blood. While pulling out the needle, he also pressed the small piece with a cotton swab soaked in medicine. Wound.

Seeing the blood on the needle, everyone was stunned.

So, has this got so much blood?

so amazing!

Several of Zhong Qishan's subordinates stared.

Zhong Qishan was also a little shocked, because she originally thought it would be very painful to get a blood vessel pierced by such a needle, but there was only a little bit of pain from an ant bite. This kind of pain is almost negligible on the basis of the whole body pain!