"Be careful!" Li Sinian yelled a few steps away, the veins on his forehead tensed up, and his eyes were red.
Fang Daichuan opened his eyes suddenly, the strength of the dying man was frightening, Fang Daichuan couldn't react for a while, and saw the syringe smashed down at him!
Li Sinian's heartbeat stopped in an instant, and then burst in an instant. With a leap, he rushed towards Yang Song like a tiger out of its heel. Yang Song turned his head around, with a weird twist on the corner of his mouth, he didn't know if he was crying or laughing.
"Bang"!
Yang Song turned around and nailed the syringe hard into Li Sinian's shoulder!
The remodeled syringe pillow was as thick as a steel needle for the sole of a shoe, and the one-finger-long cold needle was firmly nailed into the bone gap of Li Sinian's left shoulder, stuck between the coracoid process and the acromion!
"Ugh..." Li Sinian cried out in pain, closed his eyes and gritted his teeth to endure the wave of pain, barely pulled Yang Song away from Fang Daichuan, cold sweat dripped down his forehead instantly. His whole left arm seemed to be useless, it became sore, numb and painful again, and his left hand could no longer exert half of its strength.
Fang Daichuan's mind went blank, he yelled, rushed over, and pushed Yang Song out with a palm.
Yang Song exhausted his strength and was pushed five or six meters away. He slammed his head on a thick tree before he stopped moving slightly. She panted heavily, raised her head and laughed "hehe", she was out of breath, and her laughter became louder and weirder. She was still holding the empty syringe in her hand, but the needle had already broken in Li Sinian's shoulder.
Fang Daichuan rushed to Li Sinian's side, his eyes were blurred, his eyes seemed to be flooded, a spring flooded, and the pupils were covered with mist, so he couldn't see clearly.
Li Sinian clenched his right fist tightly, his whole body convulsed with pain, the veins on his forehead twitched and trembled non-stop. Fang Daichuan pinched his right hand and shouted: "You hold on! Brother Nian, hold on!"
Yang Song tilted his shoulders and smiled, shaking the branches and leaves of the tree behind him. She smiled and laughed, and bloody froth kept gushing from her mouth.
Li Sinian clasped his right hand backwards, separated Fang Daichuan's hand finger by finger, and clasped his fingers tightly. He was in so much pain that he couldn't speak, gasping for breath, trying to resist the pain that was grinding into the cracks in his bones.
"Don't worry... die... I can't die..." Li Sinian struggled to raise his head, shook his head hard, and shook off all the drops of water stained on his forehead hair and eyelashes, and anxiously raised his eyes to look up at Fang Daichuan's profile.
Fang Daichuan cried very painfully.
His whole face was wrinkled together, and his eyes were red and swollen. Li Sinian was in a hurry to speak, but he couldn't speak for a while, he was panting helplessly, struggling.
"I'm going to kill her, I'm going to kill her!!!" Fang Daichuan watched as Li Sinian tossed and turned, dripping with cold sweat, clenched his fists tightly, his knuckles creaking, and squeezed out a few from his teeth. Words come.
He suddenly stood up and walked towards Yang Song's direction.
Yang Song tilted his head at a strange angle, his body was stuck horizontally on the tree trunk, and he giggled coquettishly: "I have never seen you like this since I came to this island."
"Whatever you say, anyway, you won't see anything in the future." Fang Daichuan was in pain, but his voice was calm. There was a piece of sea water pouring into his heart, which made his blood freeze into ice. He approached Yang Song step by step.
"Listen to me, Fang Daichuan!" Li Sinian struggled and shouted behind him, so hard that his nails were embedded in his flesh, "Stand still! Listen to me!"
Fang Daichuan turned around and glanced at him, standing between him and Yang Song.
Li Sinian was also in a hurry, cold sweat ran down his forehead and side of his eyes, like a trail of tears.
"That tube of venom is empty! You can't die! You fucking come back to me!"
There was a thunder in the distance.
"Believe me, Miss Chuan," Li Sinian forced a smile while speaking, "It takes a certain amount of snake venom to kill. Even if a cobra venom kills an adult, it would take 4 to 8 grams. Chuaner,... you come back , you believe me. You can’t die.”
There is no death, only pain.
Even a slightly non-lethal dose enters the human body, and the blood reaction is the same. Blood clotting, kidney bleeding, fever, crazy sweating, these reactions are many. When the body's health and immunity are strong, it may be easy to overcome it. Li Si was poisoned just a few years ago. He was short of doctors and medicines, and suffered from a high fever for 24 hours. Now this test is actually not easy.
But he didn't dare to tell Fang Daichuan, he was afraid that Fang Daichuan's hands would be bloodied in a moment of anger. It's okay to be stained with blood, but he couldn't bear it.
Hearing what he said, Fang Daichuan came back to his senses completely. He stood there and sobbed twice, and his original sharp and tyrannical aura instantly dissipated. He was really scared to death, Fang Daichuan thought, the cold rain poured on him, but he was sweating all over his body and back.
He walked over, bent down, and half dragged and half picked Li Sinian off the ground.
Li Sinian's face was pale, and his entire left arm was drooping by his side, unable to move.
"Let's go back and let them die." Fang Daichuan sniffled and supported Li Sinian. When passing by Yang Song, he didn't even look at her.
"Li Sinian belongs to the boss, and he came to watch us kill each other." Yang Song smiled softly behind them.
Fang Daichuan stopped for a moment, and said coldly without looking back: "I'm dead, it's none of your business."
Every word and sentence, resoundingly.
In front of Li Sinian's room, Fang Daichuan swiped his fingers a few times before opening the door.
He carefully helped Li Sinian to the bed, holding a table knife from the kitchen in his hand, knocked the slender neck of the wine bottle open on the wine rack, and the amber liquid spilled a layer of honey on the tip of the knife .
Li Sinian looked at his busy figure and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry."
"I'm sorry ass! Idiot!" Fang Daichuan cried while washing the knife with wine. He raised his arm and wiped his eyes vigorously with his arm. Well, why do you rush forward? Do you think you are Iron Man? Can your flesh withstand a steel needle? So what if you pinch me?! You know you won’t die, who will suffer? Why bother blocking this!”
Li Sinian smiled tremblingly: "I was in a hurry... forgot... I only remembered it after getting into it, so I won't die."
As soon as Fang Daichuan stopped his movements, he understood that even if Li Sinian was exhaustive, he would never have thought of the relationship between dosage and death at that moment. He dropped the knife and turned his face to cry.
Li Sinian stretched out his only right hand and stroked the top of his hair. Her hands were covered in cold sweat, and she touched her wet hands again: "Don't cry...you cry so ugly."
Fang Daichuan stared at him with red eyes, wishing he could pounce on him and bite him. His eyes were like blood, like a young wolf, fierce and pitiful.
The fifth night broke my length... the night was too long...