P Xiong chewed for a while and spitted the sticky black and green viscous liquid in his mouth into the mineral water bottle. There was still half a bottle of water in the bottle. He covered the lid and shook it hard.

After a while, the water turned into a turbid ink liquid. P Xiong walked into the bedroom again and took out a plastic-sealed disposable syringe from his bag.

He tore open the plastic sealing bag, took out the needle tube inside, took off the needle and threw it aside. Finally, he used the needle tube to suck about a milliliter of blood on Aunt Li Na's wound that had just been cut.

He injected the blood from the syringe into the mineral water bottle, then closed the lid again and shook it up and down.

In theory, ink and red, it should be either pure black or black red when mixed together, but not, the liquid in the bottle turned into a sticky black yellow color as it swayed, and the texture looked like

It seems to be oily.

This is not the strangest thing. What is strange is that the liquid is still slightly slim with small bubbles. Of course, it is not the white bubbles that appear when we usually shake Coke Sprite, but the kind that seems to be breathing inside.

Or it is like a bubble that is like phlegm, which is very disgusting and indescribable.

Holding the liquid, P Xiong gave Dawei another command.

After hearing this, Dawei's mouth moved, as if he was a little disgusting. Then he looked at Uncle Li, who was standing at the door and asked, "Do you have a cup that can withstand high temperatures at home?"

Uncle Li was stunned for a moment, and after reacting, he hurriedly said yes, and he said he had to go to the kitchen to get it.

"Wait a minute, find a high-temperature-resistant porcelain cup, put seven spoons of salt in it, heat it in the microwave before taking it over." Dawei called him and said.

Uncle Li was full of confusion, but he didn't dare to ask in detail. He ran into the kitchen obediently, and soon he heard the sound of the microwave rotating inside.

In just one minute, he padded a rag and took the cup over.

P Xiong took the cup and looked inside, poured all the oily liquid in the mineral water bottle in, and then stirred it constantly with a spoon.

After stirring for a long time, he handed the cup to Uncle Li and explained to Dawei.

"Feed this to my aunt, be careful not to sprinkle it." Dawei swallowed his saliva, his expression indescribable.

Since the thing was poured into the cup, I have never been able to calm down again. The fishy and rotten odor is even more unbearable than before. Uncle Li looked embarrassed, but he still walked to the head of the bed.

He sat down, half-helped Aunt Li Na, and handed the cup in front of her.

I don't dare to look at her again. I want to watch her drink the thing with my own eyes. I guess I can't eat the meal in the next half month.

Aunt Li Na was very resistant at first, but Dawei only said one thing, and she stopped saying a word, picked up the cup and drank it all.

Dawei said, "This cup is a medicine to relieve lowering. You don't drink it, and you can't give it a penny of 100,000 yuan."

After two gurgling sounds, the cup of liquid was poured into her stomach by Aunt Li Na. After drinking, she retching continuously. Dawei said, "Hold on, you can vomit after half an hour."

I set a thirty-minute timing alarm with my mobile phone. Time passed by minute by minute. Aunt Li Na went from being disgusted at the beginning to moaning in pain, and finally became deep despair.

After drinking the precipitation, the itching on her body did not relieve any of itching, but instead began to hurt. What was itchy and painful? She almost wanted to die.

When the alarm clock rang, Aunt Li Na's face suddenly changed. As soon as she said the word "Ban!", a thick stream of black mucus sprayed out of her mouth!

If I can't stand the smell just now, then the smell is really...

I covered my mouth and nose, feeling nauseous and a little dazed.

At first, the mucus was sprayed in a spray, spraying out of her mouth like a fountain. When Uncle Li reacted and took a basin from the bathroom, she had turned to vomiting.

If you want to say that couples are too old to accompany each other, Aunt Li Na looks like this, she doesn’t dare to shoot this horror movie, but Uncle Li still forced herself to walk over and help her up, and put the basin under her mouth.

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She seemed to be unable to stop, and she had no intention of stopping, so she continued to bury her head in a basin and vomited, and in a short while she vomited a whole pot.

Dawei signaled me to go to the bathroom to get a basin. I hurriedly ran away, afraid that the things would overflow from the basin if they ran a step slower.

Actually, after thinking about it, I didn’t need to worry at all. The bed was destroyed by the dirty mucus and could not be washed out. I was afraid I could only change one.

He handed the basin he brought to Uncle Li, and he quickly replaced it and put the basin full of dirt aside. Only then did I clearly see the things in the basin.

In fact, if there was no unpleasant smell, I might not think anything was there. The basin was pink and yellow, with a light color, and the liquid inside was basically pure black, mixed with black and red blood clots.

In addition, there are many black black worms as thick as fingers, and they are squirming and struggling.

Have you ever seen the kind of eel used to release animals?

That's it, one by one, poking its head out of the mucus and urging it upwards.

After vomiting three pots in a row, Aunt Li Na finally stopped and lie back on the bed weakly.

Her face turned pale, and the flesh and blood that had fallen off her skin looked particularly eye-catching.

But I was surprised to find that the bulge on her face, arms, and other skin exposed outside the quilt had disappeared.

I was curious and asked her carefully: "Auntie, are you still itchy?"

Maybe she was exhausted, Aunt Li Na did not reply, but her subordinates stopped scratching and answered my question instead.

At this time, P Xiong spoke, and he was still speaking in a t-word manner, but this time, Dawei seemed a little embarrassed to speak.

I immediately understood and squeezed my eyes at them, then squeezed my eyes at Uncle Li, "That uncle, can you please pay Master Azan's expenses first?"

Uncle Li hesitated a little, and looked at Aunt Li Na who had fallen asleep and said, "Oh, your aunt hasn't woken up yet, otherwise, wait first."

I can understand that he should have to wait for Aunt Li Na to get up and make sure she is in good health before she is willing to pay. I was about to agree, but P Xiong said another sentence.

This time Dawei did not hesitate anymore and translated it directly for him, "Uncle, Master Azan said, Auntie will have to sleep for a long time, we don't have time to wait with you here, he still has to deal with the things in this pot before he can finish it

, If he can't receive the fee, he will leave now."

I want to give P Xiong a thumbs up, of course not to praise him, but he can think of such a sinister trick!

Didn't they say they wouldn't pay?!
Chapter completed!