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Chapter 12 Poppy ([-])

Yuebai's medicine was very effective, once it was applied, most of the bleeding stopped.

Yuebai poured five glasses of water, and Ji Bingyan watched him tap into the first and second glasses with his little finger that cut his lips just now.He took out a paper bag from his waist that was no bigger than the first knuckle of his little finger, and shook some medicinal powder from it into the third glass of water.He didn't put anything in the last two glasses, drank one by himself, and walked to Fang Siming with one.

He squatted down and handed the water to Fang Siming. His voice was always soft, but it seemed to be very different. There was no such distant alienation outside the clouds and mountains, but it was full of caring vitality.

Yuebai put the teacup into Fang Siming's palm, smiled lightly and said, "Your lips feel dry just now, let's drink some water first."

Fang Siming twisted the teacup and smiled habitually: "Thank you."

Yuebai said lightly: "No thanks."

Yuebai handed the first and second cups of water to Ji Bingyan and Yidianhong.And feed the water sprinkled with medicine to Qu Wurong to drink from Yidianhong.Yuebai is Chu Liuxiang's friend, there is no doubt that he is a little red, so he did as he did, and Qu Wurong's complexion really looked better after a while.

Ji Bingyan looked at the water in his hand, struggled for a moment and was still breathless, then asked: "How did you think of hiding the antidote in your nails?"

Yuebai washed all the quilts they had used one by one, and said slowly: "It's just a means of self-protection."

Ji Bingyan saw that he didn't want to say more, so she stopped asking.Fang Siming looked at Yuebai's back, and with his medical skills, Xu Shi tested out that the medicine given to him contained poppy ingredients, so he was prepared.But how exactly did he hide his medicine?There were no traces of medicine in the crevices of his nails, if there was Shi Guanyin, how could he not notice it.So where is he hiding?

Yuebai returned to Fang Siming's side and sat down again. He naturally rested his head on Fang Siming's shoulder, with a trace of fatigue in the corners of his eyes.Fang Siming looked down at Yuebai, the connection between people was really magical and superficial, as if after that night's hustle and bustle, they became people who could be trusted and approached.

From the moment Yuebai opened his eyes, he showed a different intimacy to Fang Siming than before.But in this intimacy, there is a subdued desire in Yuebai's bones that he will not be alienated.Fang Siming wondered whether it was because of the entanglement that night or what happened in the past few days.

He casually pulled back the broken hair from Yuebai's temples, and ran across Yuebai's cheeks with calloused fingertips.He asked softly: "Did someone neglect the little doctor these few days?"

Yuebai opened his mouth, but before he could make a sound, he suddenly woke up when he heard Qu Wurong's bang.

Although she was in a coma, her face was full of pain, but when she woke up, her face immediately became cold and indifferent, without any expression.

A little red said: "You...are you still in pain?"

To a seriously injured person, although this sentence is still too cold and too hard, it is already the most gentle sentence that Dian Hong has ever said in his life.

But Qu Wurong was colder than him, said: "Whether I hurt or not has nothing to do with you? Go away!"

A little red was silent for a while, and she really walked away.

Qu Wurong struggled to stand up, suddenly saw the white cloth wrapped around his arm, and said sharply, "You wrapped this up?"

A little red said: "Yes."

Qu Wurong said: "Who told you to be troublesome?"

A little red said: "No one."

Qu Wurong suddenly tore off all the tied white cloth, and wiped off all the medicine on the broken wrist. At this time, her wound was not closed, and blood gushed out again.

Although she was sweating from the pain, her face was still cold and indifferent, she threw the white cloth heavily on the ground, stared at a little red and said: "I never need others to take care of my business."

After finishing speaking, he didn't look at Didianhong again, and struggled to run out.

Ji Bingyan sighed: "It's rare to see such a stubborn woman."

Yidianhong was silent for a while, then said coldly: "She is fine."

Ji Bingyan said: "Very good? Is there any good place?"

A little red still said coldly: "She's fine."

Ji Bingwei said: "No matter what, you always have good intentions for her. She just doesn't appreciate it, so she shouldn't be so cruel."

Yidianhong closed her eyes and never spoke again.

Fang Siming sat on the ground, his posture was casual but he had a kind of elegance that others could not learn.He glanced lightly at Little Red, his dark eyes were like an abyss canyon, and there was a dark mockery in the coldness, but what was he mocking.Yuebai lazily stretched out her hand to cover his eyes.

His voice was laziness and indifference: "Who are they?"

Fang Siming pulled his hand, smiled and shook his head.He held Yuebai's hand, looked at the side of Yuebai's face, his voice was neither soft nor loud, but anyone in this room could hear it clearly.

He said: "No one. I just remembered how the little doctor's nails grew so long after not seeing him for two days? Fragrance? The little doctor and Chu Xiangshuai have been friends for many years, right?"

As he said this, he leaked a strong smell of vinegar.Just now he called Liu Xiang, and Chu Liuxiang called him A Yue again, this address is very affectionate.

The moon-white clear eyes looked at Fang Siming quietly for a moment.He blinked his eyes and replied: "His master rescued me when I was eight years old. I grew up with him until I was 14 years old. After that, he wandered into his world, and I also went to look for his master to study medicine. As for nails ..."

He glanced at his hand held by Fang Siming, his thoughts drifted away involuntarily for a moment, and at the moment when he was about to sink into the long dark night without morning light, a hand pinched his jaw, half-forced Bring him back to his senses.

"Little doctor, Fang was just asking casually. If you don't remember it, you don't remember it. Don't bother to think about it." Fang Siming let go of his hand and said.

Yuebai smiled slightly: "My nails broke when I was seven years old." As for how it broke, he didn't want to recall much.

He took out a silver needle as long as a little finger and as thin as cow hair from his girdle.His hands were very steady, he was holding the silver needle in one hand, and the other was naturally curled up in front of him.Ji Bingyan couldn't help paying attention, but saw that Yuebai's face remained unchanged and inserted the silver needle into the place where her nails and flesh were attached.

He pierced it very precisely, sticking to the seam of the nail and turning it into the little finger bit by bit, without bleeding a single drop.From Fang Siming's point of view, there is only a thin line arched on Yuebai's nails.The silver needle has drilled to the end of the nail but has not stopped.

Yue Bai said that his nails were broken, so his nails are fake, or his fingers don't hurt anymore.It seems to be the latter, because Yuebai's expression is too calm, and everyone says that the ten fingers are connected to the heart, and the method of acupuncture is medicine here in Yuebai, but it is punishment and torture in other places.

The room was very quiet for a while, you could hear a needle drop.Fang Siming seemed to feel that he heard the piercing sound of the silver needle rubbing against the flesh.The Yuebai silver needle finally stopped, and when he picked it up, a whole piece of nail was tightly glued to his finger, but now it suddenly loosened.Fang Siming quickly reached out to catch it, and his nails, which were the same as those of ordinary people, fell into his palm.

"I did all of this. I soaked the tip of my nails with the medicine, and it naturally took on the medicinal properties." He said with a gentle voice and indifferent words.

He took off the silver needle, a drop of blood overflowed from his fingertip, he took off the silver needle, moved his ring finger and said: "This, it's a drug."

According to the order, he moved his middle finger again, "This is the one that sealed the throat with blood. And..."

Fang Siming suddenly pinched his little finger. A person's expression can be deceiving, and a person's voice can also pretend to be calm, but the human body cannot be deceiving.Yuebai's hand trembled invisibly, trembling with pain.

Yuebai twitched her hand, but didn't twitch: "It's ugly, don't look at it."

Ji Bingyan was shocked by Yuebai's miraculous skill. He had never heard of such medical skills. He had never heard of anyone who could press back a nail after it was pulled out.How could such a person be unknown in the rivers and lakes.And when he asked just now, Yuebai obviously didn't want to say more, but now when Fang Siming asked, he said it openly.This kind of life-saving method can only be used by surprise for a person like Yuebai who has no internal strength and no martial arts skills.It is useful to rely on the unguardedness of others.Once others know the secret, it is equivalent to becoming waste and has no effect.

But Fang Siming wanted to know, so he told him.Even if there are other people around, just tell him.He didn't say the next time, nor did he half-cover up the past.He told him how to remove it, and he told him the function of each nail.It was as if the beast had pulled out its sharp claws.

For a moment, the white moon that was gradually clear in Fang Siming's eyes suddenly became blurred, and his whole body was shrouded in one after another.For a moment, Fang Siming wanted to kill Ji Bingyan and Yidianhong, only the dead can really shut up.

In the end, he just lowered his head, took Yuebai's little finger into his mouth, and almost gently kissed away the blood.

Ji Bingyan was blinded by the intimacy of the two men.The corner of his mouth twitched, and he closed his eyes like a little red, thinking he was deaf or blind.

Fang Siming twisted Yuebai's slender finger bones, and said, "How..."

He paused as if he didn't think of the right words, "...Stick it back?"

With Yuebai's eyes downcast, he pressed against Fang Siming's body, and the warmth of his body passed through his clothes into his bones and blood.

"I didn't bring any medicine, Mr. Fang, take it for me first."

Fang Siming had no expression on his face, his fingers were pinching Yuebai's exposed bright red flesh.

He took out the medicine from his pocket and sprinkled it on, then took out another veil and was about to press it but stopped.No matter how soft the cloth is, it is still cloth, and it will grind the flesh.

Yuebai casually pulled it over and wrapped it around twice, and put his mouth against Fang Siming's ear and smiled: "The people in the building always say that the life of a cheap bone is hard, how can it be so precious."

Fang Siming held the small nail of Yuebai in the palm of his hand, his heart seemed to be stabbed by something, and disappeared without a trace the next moment, as if it had never existed.The only thing left was that he should leave.

What Yuebai did and said already exceeded his expectations, and also exceeded the bottom line he could bear.Under Fang Siming's humanoid skin is an ugly ghost, but he can't drag Yuebai into the abyss.The desire he obtained from Yuebai is indeed tempting to him.But this is no longer a transaction, but an emotional game.But Fang Siming has no extra love for Yuebai, all he can give him is false tenderness and countless dangers.

Fang Siming is an extremely contradictory person.He has countless secrets, and his bones are a mixture of shattered tenderness, kindness and innocence, and then filled with darkness, sin and despair.For Fang Siming himself, he is an evil ghost.But this evil ghost will show his unique tenderness to some people and certain things.

For example, at this moment, he wants to give up his desire and let Yuebai go.

Yuebai put his life into his hands, this life was too heavy for Fang Siming to bear.