After rebirth, the wife of the Houfu shark went crazy

Chapter 271 I know my limits and won’t say too much

Jiang Xiyu went in and saw clouds and mist all around. She vaguely saw Gulin sitting in the barrel, as if he was a god bathing in a fairyland. Her heart was pounding.

"You're here!"

When Gulin's gentle voice came, Jiang Xiyu came back to her senses. She suppressed her emotions and walked forward to pour the medicine powder into the bucket.

Soon the water in the bathtub turned inky black, and Jiang Xiyu took a silver needle and began to give acupuncture to Gulin.

Gulin looked at Jiang Xiyu eagerly, wanting to talk to her.

"Don't talk!" Before he could open his mouth, Jiang Xiyu's words stopped him.

Gulin lowered his head in grievance, like an abandoned puppy.

Jiang Xiyu suddenly found it funny. Who would have thought that the prince, who was usually serious and unapproachable in front of outsiders, would have such an expression.

I don't know why, but my heart softened like a pool of water, and my tone became much softer. "Close your eyes too."

Gulin was stunned for only a second and then closed his eyes obediently.

As long as she was willing to accompany him, not only would she ask him to close his eyes and not speak, she would even knock him unconscious.

Seeing Gulin being so obedient, Jiang Xiyu felt a lot more comfortable.

It felt like she stopped giving him acupuncture and instead his body started to hurt.

It started with a slight pain, then became a dense pain, and finally the pain was overwhelming, like a flood or a beast.

Seeing a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, Jiang Xiyu explained, "The acupuncture I gave you is to allow your body to quickly absorb my medicine. Now your body is very deficient, so the medicine will be absorbed very quickly, and you will also feel very painful. If you can't bear it, I can make you fall asleep like yesterday."

Hearing that Jiang Xiyu was going to knock him out, Gulin became anxious, "No, it doesn't hurt."

Jiang Xiyu raised an eyebrow and looked at the thick cold sweat on his forehead.

Does it hurt?

Since he didn't cry out in pain, Jiang Xiyu ignored him and turned around and left.

Only when he heard Jiang Xiyu open the door and go out did Gulin dare to breathe.

It really hurt so much, the kind of excruciating pain, as if his body was cut with thousands or tens of thousands of cuts, and then his wounded body was soaked in salt water, and then the pervasive pain began to erode his body from all directions.

Really, he has never felt so much pain in his life!

After an unknown amount of time, Gulin scratched the edge of the bathtub and almost fainted from the pain before he finally felt the pain ease a little.

Gulin felt that he had experienced the longest time in his life.

Jiang Xiyu calculated the time and entered the room again.

When he heard the door open, Gulin immediately stopped breathing, closed his eyes again seriously, and sat up straight.

Jiang Xiyu walked around the screen and saw Gulin's head was covered in sweat, but his complexion was much better than before.

The water in the tub had completely cleared, so he stepped forward and removed the silver needles from Gulin's body. "Today's acupuncture is over, but you'll have to do this every day for the next month. Come out by yourself in a while, and I'll go make some medicine for you."

Jiang Xiyu was about to turn around when Gulin grabbed her and said, "Don't use blood."

"I have my measure."

Jiang Xiyu was about to let go of Gulin's hand, but Gulin held on to her and refused to let go. "I'd rather recover slowly than have you hurt yourself to save me."

Jiang Xiyu's heart trembled slightly, and she suddenly looked at Gulin solemnly, "What if I said my blood could cure your cold poison, wouldn't you want to be cured?"

Gulin was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly without hesitation, "Don't I know that your blood can cure my cold poison? But I don't want you to get hurt because of me. You'll die if you bleed too much. I won't risk your life just to cure the poison. Don't hurt yourself for me. I actually have a way to save myself."

Jiang Xiyu raised her eyebrows and looked at him, waiting for him to tell her his plan.

Gulin's eyes flickered slightly, "When I recover my internal strength, I will practice the Nine Yang Art to the ninth level, and the cold poison in my body will naturally be cured."

What Gulin didn't tell Jiang Xiyu was that because the cold poison in his body was exactly the opposite of the Nine Yang Art, he couldn't practice the Nine Yang Art at all.

Only by drinking her blood can he be promoted quickly.

Gulin's words actually piqued Jiang Xiyu's interest. "So, what level are you on now?"

"Fifth." Gulin said honestly.

In fact, before he met her, he was only at the second level. It was after drinking her blood that he advanced three levels and reached the fifth level.

"Then how many years did it take you to reach the fifth level?"

"Twenty-four years."

He started practicing martial arts at the age of five and began to practice the Nine Yang Art. So, he has been practicing the Nine Yang Art for twenty-five years.

It took twenty-five years to reach the fifth level. It becomes increasingly difficult as time goes by. Will it take another twenty years, or thirty years, or even forty or fifty years to reach the ninth level?

The most important thing is his current physical condition. Can he survive to reach the ninth level?

Jiang Xiyu didn't want to pay attention to him anymore. "Just sit for a while. When the pain is gone, you can get up."

Jiang Xiyu said this and turned and left.

Gulin was a little ashamed.

Did she see it?

It’s not that he can’t bear it, it just really hurts!

When Jiang Xiyu went out, Wuyi had already prepared the medicinal herbs for her.

Jiang Xiyu still didn't allow Wuyi and Qing'er to help her.

Qing'er looked at Jiang Xiyu nervously, pulled her closer and whispered, "Madam, you are not allowed to hurt yourself. If you need any medicine, just use my medicine."

Wuyi, who was standing next to him, was a little surprised when he heard about the medicine.

Why is there any other medicinal ingredient in the prince’s medicine?

"I know my limits and won't say too much."

Qing'er wanted to say something else, but she didn't dare to open her mouth.

Jiang Xiyu went into the small kitchen and started to boil medicine.

An hour later, she cut her wrist again and dripped her blood into the medicine.

Using Gulin’s own method is too slow!

If Gulin is still strong, it doesn't matter. Let him slowly use his own methods, and maybe he can get rid of the cold poison in the end.

But now his body is so weak that it would be an exaggeration to say that he has only half a year to live.

With a body like his, how could he possibly support himself to reach the ninth level?

Now only her blood can help him recover quickly and prolong his life.

As for the method of detoxification, she also has it, but removing the cold poison is ten or a hundred times more painful than conditioning the body now. If he does not have a good physique, he will not be able to bear it and will die prematurely.

So she wouldn't easily remove the cold poison from him until she was sure his body could withstand it!

After boiling the medicine, Jiang Xiyu poured it into the medicine bowl, then opened the door and went out.

"Madam." Qing'er was the first to rush up and support Jiang Xiyu.

When Qing'er felt the blood on her wrist, she suddenly became anxious and angry. She wanted to say something, but seeing Jiang Xiyu's warning look, she didn't dare to open her mouth.

"lady."

Wuyi also stepped forward and saluted.