At this time, a bag of red liquid hanging high beside the bed attracted his attention. The liquid was very red, as bright as blood. It flowed down the tube from the needle he had pulled out to the ground.
Han Xiaohan could clearly feel that the fragrance was coming from the ** scattered on the ground.
He was startled and reached out to grab it. The bright red bag was only a meter away from him, but when his hand was raised mid-air, it was too weak to fall.
With a wry smile, Han Xiaohan gritted his teeth and used all his little strength to grab the steel bar supporting the bag. He stretched out his arms and pulled. The medicine hook was under the force and shook twice, tilted and fell, hitting the bed. Han Xiaohan was overjoyed. He took the bag that fell in front of him, without even looking at it or thinking, he pulled out the tube on it and poured it directly into his mouth.
"Gudong gudong!" After two big mouthfuls, most of the red liquid was gone.
**Just like the smell it wafted out, it was so mellow and sweet in Han Xiaohan's mouth, making his mouth water and leaving him with an endless aftertaste.
He didn't hesitate and drank the rest of the liquid. "Ah!" Touching the corner of his mouth, Han Xiaohan let out a satisfied moan calmly and comfortably.
As he was savoring the food slowly, his stomach suddenly made a gurgling sound. Before he could figure out what was going on, a ball of heat exploded from his abdomen.
Suddenly, his body seemed to be on fire, burning from the inside out. How... What happened? Han Xiaohan opened his mouth in surprise, and a stream of hot air spurted out of his mouth, spitting on the dry bag. The transparent bag suddenly emitted thick smoke and quickly shrank. Soon, he turned into a small black ball.
The heat wave, like a tiger coming down the mountain, burned from his lower abdomen all the way up to the top of his head, and he made a buzzing sound and felt dizzy.
Han Xiaohan did not dare to be careless. He didn't know where he got the strength from, but he stood up, sat cross-legged on the ground, held Yuan Yi in his arms, and concentrated on meditating.
Before he could control the heat in his body, two streams of energy, one cold and one hot, surged out from his left and right palms.
That was the aura of ghosts and gods howling. Han Xiaohan was very familiar with it. From childhood to adulthood, he had no idea how many times these two streams of air had flowed through his body. However, they had never been as strong as today, strong enough to burst his body. The two streams of air were like two hungry tigers that had not eaten for several days. They rushed straight to the heat wave in his body and quickly devoured and absorbed it.
The heat wave came quickly and went away even faster. Under the attack of the cold and hot air, it was torn into pieces and disappeared completely in a short time.
Before Han Xiaohan had time to rejoice, the cold and hot energies after the heat wave of eating a lot suddenly expanded. If they were just a small stream originally, they had now become a turbulent river.
The two streams of true energy were too strong, and they flowed through Han Xiaohan's meridians, causing the major meridians to swell and burst, and were about to break. That kind of pain was unbearable for a human. He was sweating all over, and the veins on his head were throbbing. His teeth were clenched and made a sound of "crackling!". The layers of gauze on his body broke at the same time, and the scraps of cloth flew all over the floor.
The Qi was out of his control, running rampant in his body, with nothing to stop it. When it reached the eight extraordinary meridians, Han Xiaohan's heart skipped a beat, as if he had a premonition of what was going to happen. Sure enough, the cold and hot Qi quickly passed through the Yin Wei, Yang Wei, Yin Qiao, Yang Qiao, Chong Mai, and Dai Mai, and rushed to the bridge between heaven and earth - the Ren and Du Meridians.