"Master Jun! Please go and find the eldest master and say that my young master is sick, please give me." A Jing looked at Jun Wuxie with a sad face and begged.

Jun Wuxie shook his head, raised his hand to take out the silver needle he carried with him, and said to Ajing coldly: "Go and prepare hot water and warm wine."

"What?" A Jing was stunned. He came to his senses in a daze. It was revealed that Jun Wuxie was actually holding a silver needle longer than his fingers and wanted to put a needle on Fan Zhuo. He was immediately frightened and rushed towards Jun Wuxie and grabbed Jun Wuxie's hand that was about to apply the needle.

"What do you want to do to my young master!"

At this time, Jun Wuxie didn't ask Fan Jin to ask for help, and he actually wanted to put a needle on Fan Zhuo! The rumors that A Jing had heard before poured into his mind at this moment, and his eyes when he looked at Jun Wuxie changed immediately.

"If you dare to do something random to my young master, I will definitely not let you go!"

Jun Wuxie frowned and looked at A Jing's almost hated eyes, and whispered: "Xiao Hei."

As Jun Wuxie's voice just landed, the black cat that had been lying on her shoulder suddenly pounced towards Ajing. The petite figure extended in the air and suddenly turned into a huge and ferocious black beast!

"Ah!!" A Jing was thrown to the ground by the black beast and screamed in panic.

"Noisy." Jun Wuxie frowned.

The black beast suddenly opened its mouth and bit Ajing's neck. Ajing was so scared that she never dared to say a word again.

The room finally returned to peace, and Jun Wuxie immediately applied needles to Fan Zhuo.

A Jing stared at her eyes and watched Jun Wuxie stab the silver needles into Fan Zhuo's body. Seeing that the silver needles were so long that they penetrated Fan Zhuo's body, A Jing's eyes were bloodshot. Those comments about Jun Wuxie rushed into his brain in an instant. His beginning was fearful. Could it be that they were really bringing the wolf into the house now?

Jun Wuxie had no time to pay attention to what A Jing was thinking. Fan Zhuo's health was extremely bad. She suspected that his body not only had illnesses, but also had toxins left behind by humans.

But she felt a little strange. When she took Fan Zhuo's pulse before, there was no sign of Fan Zhuo's poisoning. But today, Fan Zhuo's poisoning came so rapidly. Was it accidental or intentional?

While stabilizing Fan Zhuo's tendons and veins, Jun Wuxie tried to pull out the toxins in his body with a silver needle, but the color of blood flowing out of Fan Zhuo's body surprised Jun Wuxie.

Fanzhuo's blood was extremely light in color, not as bright as ordinary people, and the smell of blood was not heavy. The blood stains drawn by the silver needle were flowing out bit by bit, but there was no appearance of being contaminated by toxins. This was different from Jun Wuxie's previous judgment.

Isn't it poison?

Jun Wuxie frowned slightly, but his hands did not stop for a moment. Fan Zhuo's body was weak, and it was a miracle to be able to last until now. Now that he suffered this disaster, he almost completely hollowed out his already weak body. Fan Zhuo's vitality was passing away in an extremely fast way. If he was left alone, he would definitely die within an hour!

Now is not the time to worry about Fan Zhuo’s abnormality, but how to save his life.

There was a cold light in Jun Wuxie's eyes. This kind of battle with the God of Death was the only time that could make her blood boil.

With twelve silver needles as the foundation, she protected Fanzhuo's heart veins, and then sealed the acupoint with seven silver needles to hang Fanzhuo for the last breath. The silver needles in Jun Wuxie's hand flew. After stabilizing Fanzhuo's situation, she began to compete with the King of Hell!
Chapter completed!