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Fu Yexing waited until everyone had evacuated before continuing to go deeper. The deeper he went, the faster the seeds of anxiety took root and sprouted.

He suddenly looked up and a spider flew straight towards his face.

He turned sideways and used his knife to pin it to a nearby tree.

"What is this……"

Fu Yexing looked around again, and this time he saw clearly the densely packed "masters" in the hidden woods.

"It seems that I have fallen into a trap?"

Without hesitation, Fu Yexing immediately prepared for battle. As he continued to move forward, the spiders jumped onto him persistently, as if trying to stop him.

He moved forward quickly, then rolled over and hid in the low bushes, where he was temporarily safe.

only

“Hiss…hiss…hiss”

The sound of something rubbing against the ground approaching him.

Fu Yexing immediately became alert

However, as soon as he saw the other party, the other party rushed over with a bloody mouth and bit his neck.

The pain instantly spread all over his body. He reached out and pulled the snake off and threw it away.

A sense of chaos came over him, his vision began to blur, and his strength began to fade.

"It seems..."

Fu Yexing gradually lost the strength to speak, but he still kept his eyelids open and looked at the snake in front of him.

It seemed to be staring at Fu Yexing, trying to see when its prey would completely lose consciousness and become its food.

Fu Yexing shook his head, trying to stay awake

The snake was waiting for an opportunity but was frightened by the sudden falling of branches and the loud noise. It staggered and ran deep into the restricted area.

Fu Cheng stood in front of Fu Yexing. He didn't know what Fu Yexing saw. He only noticed that his pupils suddenly shrank.

His body instinctively feared and retreated, and his eyes were filled with defense and vigilance, which made Fu Cheng a little confused.

He squatted down, stretched out his hand to push aside the bloody clothes on his neck, and saw the bite marks on Fu Yexing's neck.

Not sure if it was an illusion, he heard Fu Yexing whispering

"Let me go……"

Fu Cheng didn't have time to think about it, he carried Fu Yexing on his back and walked out, not forgetting to let the incendiary bomb in his hand take effect before leaving

Fu Yexing entered the operating room, but not long after, a nurse came to call him

"Excuse me, are you Mr. Fu's family member?"

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"Mr. Fu is not in good condition. We cannot continue the operation. Could you please come in and comfort the patient?"

"it is good"

Fu Cheng changed his clothes and entered the operating room

Fu Yexing's condition is not good. His body's rejection of everything around him makes him try to struggle against the doctor's restraints.

"Have you been given anesthesia?"

"Not yet, he keeps moving around, we don't dare"

Fu Cheng reached out and grabbed Fu Yexing's wrist, and his thumb slowly brushed across the back of his hand.

"Fu Yexing, calm down, no one here will hurt you"

His words seemed to have an effect, and Fu Yexing gradually calmed down.

A week later, Fu Yexing was transferred from the ICU to the general ward, where Fu Cheng took care of him.

Fu Cheng took out the brown syringe

"I don't know if my antidote can cure this poison... I'll just try it on you."

"So reckless, still the same temper as before"

"I'm really impressed by you"

As he said this, he injected the liquid into Fu Yexing's body. Halfway through, he hesitated, but still pushed it all in.

He noticed that the person in the bed seemed to be awake, but he decided to let him sleep for a few more days.

"Sleep a little longer, this medicine can help your body recover."

It was three days later that Fu Yexing woke up completely.

"Why am I here?"

"How dare you ask? If it weren't for me, you would have died in there."

"Aren't you coming?"

"Who made your vital signs drop so quickly? That kind of poison has hallucinogenic effects. So, who do you think I am?"

“It doesn’t matter anymore”

"Okay, it doesn't matter anymore."

Seeing his resistance, Fu Cheng could guess that it was probably

Fu Yexing changed the subject

"What did you inject me with?"

“It doesn’t matter anymore”

Fu Cheng answered with his words

"Those in your bedside table?"

Fu Cheng smiled and did not answer