"Sprinkle the powder from these two medicine bottles on my wound, use the blue one first, hurry!"
Han Dong urged, after speaking, she stuffed a piece of gauze into her mouth and bit down.
"Alright."
Jiang Feng squatted down and looked closely, only to realize that the Blood Skull's claws were actually poisonous.
Earlier, when Han Dong hadn't been cultivating, the poison could be controlled.
After the fierce battle at White Tiger Mountain, not only did it affect the wound, but the stabilized poison acted up again.
"Sister Dong, bear with it."
Jiang Feng picked up the blue bottle, after reminding, sprinkled a layer of powder on Han Dong's wound.
"Mmm mmm!"
When the powder touched the wound, it seemed to cause an intense chemical reaction, Han Dong began to sweat coldly, unable to control her body leaning forward, reaching with her hand to grab Jiang Feng's shoulder.
Jiang Feng's hand trembled.
Some of the powder from the bottle spilled onto the snow-white outline.
