C176 Detoxification
C176 Detoxification
Yang Ping held onto her chest, and coughed out two mouthfuls of blood, she said suspiciously: "The Five Elements Acupuncture is a Ancient Martial Arts, I have never heard the old man say it before."
The cold energy wreaked havoc in his body, and due to the [Dark Nether Palm] being a Ancient Martial Arts, its destructive power was extremely strong. Ma Weiwei rushed over, her eyes red and swollen, revealing a worried look, she said: "Yang Ping, if you don't mind, I'll take you to the hospital."
Yang Ping smiled, shook her head, and said, "I'm fine. "It's pretty good."
Plop!
Yang Pinggang took two steps, and felt the world spinning around him. Lying on the ground, she helplessly looked at Ma Weiwei's shoes.
Ma Weiwei clenched her teeth, using her thin shoulders to carry Yang Ping, she walked down the mountain step by step.
Behind him, flames shot up into the sky. The C4 bomb had blown up the cave and razed the owner's arsenal to the ground. Flames illuminated the night sky. A loving couple on the field raised their heads. The girl cried out, "What beautiful fireworks."
The boy looked at the girl lovingly and said with a smile, "Darling, that was the fireworks I put in for you. Did it look good?"
The girl was extremely excited. She hugged the boy tightly and muttered, "I like it so much. Darling, I love you. "
"Aiya, it's too late. It's already past 12. What should I do if I don't go back?" The girl looked at the time, stood up and said fearfully, "Auntie Lou will check the room tonight."
The boy's eyes shone with wisdom as he suggested, "Why don't we go to the inn?"
The girl hit the boy and blushed. She shyly said, "You're so bad. I don't want to go to the hotel. Before we get married, mom said I can't do that kind of thing with a guy."
The boy thumped his chest and swore to the heavens. His eyes were bloodshot as he said excitedly, "I've been with you for a month, don't you know my character? I promise I won't do anything to you in bed. "
The girl looked at the boy innocently and asked, "Really?"
The boy revealed a worried expression and painfully said, "If you don't trust me, why are you with me?"
The girl panicked. Afraid that the boy would misunderstand, she quickly explained, "I didn't mean that …"
The boy covered the girl's mouth and said with a wry smile, "Even if the whole world misunderstands me, I don't care. But the person I care most about doesn't trust me. My heart is broken. "
The girl was on the verge of tears. She was moved by the boy and deeply believed that her man was a cute guy who would not lie to her. She snuggled up against his chest and whispered, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have doubted you."
The boy smiled triumphantly as he rummaged in his pocket for a tissue to wipe away his girlfriend's tears. He accidentally dropped something on the ground. The girl picked it up curiously. Upon closer inspection, it turned out to be a red Durex Condom. Her charming face changed slightly as she stared at the boy.
The boy was shocked and hastily explained, "Don't misunderstand, that was just a toy."
Pow!
The girl slapped the boy in the face and angrily said, "You hoodlum!"
The boy covered his face as he chased after the girl and shouted, "Qing Qing, don't misunderstand. It was really just a balloon. "
Ma Weiwei carried Yang Ping on her back, exhausted all her energy to walk out of the iron gate, and then to the field, where she was completely exhausted. Yang Ping smelled a light and delicate fragrance and woke up. She said with difficulty, "I can walk by myself, don't be tired."
Ma Weiwei shook her head. Even though she was exhausted, when she thought about Yang Ping coughing up blood, her heart was full of energy. Gritting her teeth, he walked towards the school hospital step by step.
Yang Ping could feel the fatigue in her body. Her legs continuously trembled, feeling apologetic, but she persisted to get down.
Ma Weiwei did not pay any attention to him and purposely paused for a moment. When his body once again landed on her back, she lightly laughed and snorted: "Don't underestimate a girl.
Yang Ping saw that Ma Weiwei did not seem to be pretending, and felt better, and said gently: "Put me down, I'll be fine after a rest."
How could Ma Weiwei possibly believe that Yang Pinggang was scared to death and insisted on going to the hospital. Without resting even for a moment, she came to the school hospital, registered and in a rush, simply treated Yang Ping's injuries and seeing that he was fine, she heaved a sigh of relief.
Yang Ping did not pay any attention to Ma Weiwei's situation, thinking that the two Profound Nether Palms were attacking her meridians with unbridled pain. Due to the circulation of the Ancient Martial Arts's energy, it was like a combination of carbon atoms. And if normal people were to circulate their Qi along the route of charcoal, then the Ancient Martial Arts would be made of diamond.
The doctor examined Yang Ping's wound and asked in surprise: "Strange, why do I not have a scar?"
Yang Ping was shocked. Mr. Wu's palm was extremely powerful, it was strong enough to smash apart a boulder. The moment his chest was struck, it was like a small car smashing into it, and had several ribs broken. However, in the period of time they had been down the mountain, they had actually recovered completely. It was unbelievable.
The doctor looked at Yang Ping in displeasure, and snorted: What did you come to see if there's a wound?
Ma Weiwei rushed in and shouted, "Doctor, we aren't lying to you. Just now, my Posterior Mountain was indeed … " Just as she was about to speak, her mouth being covered by her palm, Yang Ping pulled her along and left the hospital. Along the way, she didn't speak a single word, causing Ma Weiwei to feel apprehensive and ask, "Did I say something wrong?"
Yang Ping looked at Ma Weiwei sternly and said: "You are not allowed to tell anything that has happened tonight to anyone. Otherwise, it will bring about a lot of trouble.
Ma Weiwei seemed to understand, and nodded heavily.
Yang Ping rubbed Ma Weiwei's head, wiping the perspiration off her forehead with her palm, seeing her red face, she became extremely cute and smiled: "Promise me, from now on if you have nothing else to do, don't go to Posterior Mountain. It's dangerous there. "
Ma Weiwei's eyes flickered, and asked: "Are you worried about me?"
Yang Ping was startled, seeing Ma Weiwei's hopeful eyes, she laughed and nodded: "That's right, I am worried about you."
Ma Weiwei cheered and shouted, "You still know how to worry about me? Don't you know how much I worried about you when you went into the cave alone? I am very afraid while hiding outside, but the moment I think about how you are more dangerous than me, I have endless power to support you.
Yang Ping looked at Ma Weiwei's happy smile, her heart warm. Suddenly, her gaze locked onto her long legs. Her pants were cut open by thorns, and a long wound leaked blood, dyeing her long legs red.
"Don't move." Yang Ping stared at Ma Weiwei's long legs, and said with a frown.
Ma Weiwei was startled, her eyes panicking, and anxiously said: "I'm fine, truly, it's too late, I want to go back."
forced Ma Weiwei onto the stone chair, and lifted her long legs. Her skin was smooth, and cold to the touch. She sat on the stone bench and looked at it from the side, drawing a perfect curve.
Her skin was very tender, and water would gush out whenever she pinched him. However, even with such a delicate girl carrying him down the mountain, she didn't stop walking until she reached the school hospital. Yang Ping's heart was moved, he opened his eyes and realized that Ma Weiwei's long leg wound was not bleeding bright red blood, but black.
Poisoned!
Yang Ping's expression changed, and secretly cursed herself for being an idiot. It was impossible for the Mr. Wu to not be on guard while capturing Ma Weiwei, she definitely had the poison in her body.
Under the transparent eye, black particles were floating in the blood vessels, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, devouring the blood cells.
"I'm really fine." Ma Weiwei was afraid that Yang Ping would be worried, so she revealed a happy smile, and intentionally spun around twice, wanting to show off her healthy body. However, after spinning just once, she felt her head spinning, and fell down.
An arm wrapped around her waist, Yang Ping sighed: "Silly girl."
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Yang Ping hesitated for a moment, asking for Ma Weiwei's opinion. She asked: "The situation is urgent, I have to look at your wound."
Ma Weiwei lowered her head, and said with a trembling voice, "Oh."
Yang Ping tore open Ma Weiwei's pants and saw that the blood on her wound was black, but it was not in the poisoned area. She thought that the other blood vessels would pop out and release a deathly aura, causing her forehead to be suffused with a black light.
Where is the poisoned wound?
Yang Ping turned his body to the side and looked at her back. A weak and small black dot was on her snow-white clothes, and a fine, fine silver needle was inserted into her back.
The Dark Nether Needle was a unique concealed weapon of the Ancient Martial Family. It was also a poisonous needle that was shot with a special force from the Ancient Martial Arts. Because what it destroyed was not the structure of the body, but the meridians.
"Crap."
Yang Ping's expression changed, seeing that the silver needles had completely entered the acupoints on his back, even if LEE Buyi were to come, he would not be able to reverse the situation. Mr. Wu never thought that he would release the two of them from the Posterior Mountain, and had already prepared to kill Ma Weiwei.
Looking around, it was already late at night and there were no longer any students on Dragon City University's campus.
Yang Ping clenched her teeth and said: "I'll help you pull out the poison needle, but the process will be a little painful. Endure it."
Ma Weiwei's consciousness was blurry, but she only had one thought in her mind, so she did not want to trouble Yang Ping. She muttered, "I'm fine, just go back and sleep … "I'm really fine …"
Puff!
Yang Ping tore open the clothes on Ma Weiwei's back, revealing an exquisite and cute belt on her shoulders. A piece of smooth skin appeared in front of him, which was so big that it could not be described with words, and its allure could even be described with words. Just looking at its side caused Yang Ping's heart to surge.
"Hiss, hiss ~ ~ ~"
Yang Ping gasped, calling herself a bastard. At a time like this, she still had other thoughts, the most important was to cure the poison.
As the direct disciple of the old man, although she did not know her rank in medical skills, but Yang Ping should be able to handle the poison needles of the Ancient Martial Arts, adding the holographic image of her eyes, Ma Weiwei's situation appeared in her mind.
Currently, the most effective way to cure the poison was not by injecting the poison, but by... He released the poisonous blood.
Yang Ping pointed at a few of Ma Weiwei's acupuncture points, and suddenly pulled out the silver needles. A fishy stench rose into the sky, almost pushing Yang Ping down. Without hesitation, he opened his mouth, closed it around the wound on Ma Weiwei's back and started taking drugs.
A mouthful of poisonous blood was sucked out of his mouth and spat on the ground. The blood had a strong corrosive property, causing the marble stone bench to rot.
Humph!
The poisonous blood was almost sucked out, and faint red blood flowed out. Ma Weiwei regained her senses, and just as she was about to speak, she felt something pulling at her back, tickling him, making her heart ache.
A silver sheen fell from the stars in the night sky.
Following Yang Ping sucking out a mouthful after mouthful of fresh blood, Ma Weiwei completely regained consciousness. She felt Yang Ping's mouth kiss on her back, her delicate body trembled, and her mind went blank.