[Glory of the King] Magpie and Butterfly

Zhuang Zhou closed his slender almond eyes, and the under eyelids were black and blue. It may be that his skin was too fair, and the blackness of the venom was particularly conspicuous on Zhuang Zhou's body.

From time to time, Zhuang Zhou uttered a soft nasal sound mixed with pain, lying on Kun's back limply with all four limbs. Kun hurriedly put Zhuang Zhou on a haystack, not noticing the strange expression on Bian Que's face.

Bian Que took out a pair of acupuncture from the bag he was carrying with him, and when the long silver needles were about to pierce Zhuang Zhou's acupuncture points, Kun let out a sharp cry, interrupting Bian Que's next move.

Kun stared at Xiaodou's angry eyes and Bian Que's cold eyes, trying not to look cowardly.

"Go away, if you don't want him to die sooner."

Kun looked at the unknown master, then at the extremely cold Bian Que, hesitating.At the moment when Kun hesitated, Bian Que quickly inserted a few silver needles into Zhuang Zhou's acupuncture points.

Bian Que was already familiar with Xu Fu's poison-making methods, just by sniffing the smell of the venom and taking Zhuang Zhou's pulse, he had already prescribed a detoxification prescription that was very accurate.

Zhuang Zhou's condition took immediate effect. After waking up, he vomited a few mouthfuls of black blood, the blackness of his eyelids faded a lot, and he squinted his eyes in confusion.

Kun almost jumped for joy, but Bian Que frowned.

No, Zhuang Zhou shouldn't have spit out so little poisonous blood at this time.

Bian Que's head buzzed, his hands and feet were as cold as falling into an ice cave.Kun noticed Bian Que's strange reaction, and his heart sank a little.

Just as he was about to touch Zhuang Zhou, Kun was kicked hard by Bian Que.When did Kun suffer this kind of anger!It almost exploded.

It is not a Kun after the difference is exhausted!

"If I want to harm him, he's already dead." Bian Que pointed his black finger at the door, "Go out, I want to save him."

Where is Kun willing to listen?Desperately bumping towards Bian Que with his huge body, he looked like a heroic sacrifice.

"Little Kun..."

Zhuang Zhou's weak voice made one person and one Kun stop to confront each other. Kun was almost crying because of Bian Que, and it was about to go up to him for comfort, but Bian Que slapped Kun back, and said coldly: "The poison is still here!" No solution, go out."

"It must be in a dream, ah...Kun, let's go out."

Kun: Stupid master, you will regret it sooner or later QAQ! ! !

After Kun came out, Bian Que squatted down in front of Zhuang Zhou without saying a word, and pulled off his scarf, with an indescribably strange expression on his face.Embarrassment, shame... different from the usual coldness and insidiousness, and a little bit of expectation.Bian Que seemed to have made up his mind and hugged Zhuang Zhou who was leaning against the haystack.

Zhuang Zhou still didn't understand what happened, so he was hugged tightly by Bian Que in a daze.

Bian Que called out Zhuang Zhou's name for the first time:

"Listen well, Xu Fu's poison is hard to cure, only in this way you have a chance to survive... Zixiu, don't blame me, I'm here to save you."

As he spoke, Bian Que kissed Zhuang Zhou's lips strangely but forcefully.

The way to detoxify is to have physical contact with Bian Que.

Although this is not the only detoxification method, it is the fastest and the only one left.

Zhuang Zhou's body has a strong immune function. After being poisoned, a large part of the venom has been eliminated by Zhuang Zhou's body. .Bian Que has been studying various poisons all the year round, so that it is commonplace to use his own body for surgical experiments. He has obtained another kind of "immunity", which can be combined to transfer the residual toxins in Zhuang Zhou's body to his own body, so that the poison can be completely eliminated. Expelled from Zhuang Zhou.

"Zixiu, I will cure you."

Leaving traces on the delicate skin, Zhuang Zhou accepted Bian Que with a low gasp.

Consciousness has been blurred to the point of looking outside through a layer of sandpaper, like a world in a dream.

"A Que?" His fingertips touched the white hair on Bian Que's forehead, and his magnetic and wonderful voice ignited Bian Que completely like the last fire of the prairie fire.

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Cutting the artery...draining, yes, followed by suturing the flesh.

Reconciliation, error, error - do it again.

In a gloomy basement, a young boy with a full body, who looked only seven or eight years old, was soaked in a pool of blood, as if he was about to die.

Bian Que adjusted the dosage in his hands stiffly, and conducted the adjustment experiment on one white mouse after another.He didn't know why he did this, but he just subconsciously performed repeated failed deployments and minor operations.

The boy in the blood pool is named Bai Qi.This place is...the Qin Palace!

Bian Que stopped what he was doing as if he had just woken up from a dream, his eyes were terrified, and the test tube in his hand fell to the ground and shattered.

The liquid medicine turned black to corrode the space, corroding the "space" from top to bottom at a speed visible to the naked eye on the ground where Bian Que was standing. Bian Que wanted to escape but was blocked by a silver-black long scythe that suddenly appeared retreated.

Like a century later, the "monster" wrapped in tough armor and wearing a mask said: "The reward is ready, come to the appointment, doctor."

"..." Bian Que's face was gloomy and cold. When he looked at this "monster", negative memories flooded in like a tide.

It was... an unforgettable betrayal.

Everything in front of him became blurred, light and shadow filled the retina, the darkness faded, and the scene changed, but the last voice of the "monster" did not dissipate.

"Ah Que, don't sleep."

Zhuang Zhou's gentle voice as always calmed down Bian Que's manic heart, looking at the normal looking Zhuang Zhou in front of him, Bian Que doubted life.

"Ah Que, your dream is really strange." Zhuang Zhou smiled suddenly, "Did that strange person invite you?"

"What did you see?" Bian Que asked aggressively without changing his expression.

He didn't want Zhuang Zhou to know everything about his dark past, but he wanted Zhuang Zhou to accept it all.

But isn't the most important thing now what happened to the two of them yesterday? Why doesn't Zhuang Zhou seem to know?

"Huh?" Zhuang Zhou propped his chin, although his complexion was a little bad.The poison in the poison has been discharged, and the bruises on the shoulders have completely faded away.Thinking about organizing the language, Bian Que narrated under the cold (anxious and eager) eyes of Bian Que: "That guy who seems human but not human stopped you, and then said...to go to the appointment? Can you tell me what appointment you have, Ah Que ?”

Fortunately, that's all.Bian Que moved his head, and tentatively said: "Other things, do you remember what happened yesterday?"

"Ah Que's acupuncture technique is amazing. He is worthy of being a genius doctor. If there were you in this world, I don't know how many people would be able to live again."

Bian Que didn't answer, stood up from Zhuang Zhou's side, and changed the subject: "Where's that fish...Kun?"

Zhuang Zhou was troubled and apologetic, and rubbed his blue hair: "Little Kun... doesn't like Ah Que very much, and he doesn't want to come in. Ah Que, don't be sad, Xiao Kun is just not used to contacting strangers."

Sad ass.

Bian Que cursed in his heart.

"A Que, do you want to clarify yourself?"

Zhuang Zhou stared at Bian Que's backlit face, never letting go of his expression.