AWB Chapter 396 Wake up
Chapter 396 Wake up
The blood finally flowed enough to almost fill up the entire container. But his eyes remained firm, even revealing a hint of madness and determination.
At this moment, a hint of satisfaction flashed across his brows imperceptibly.
He reached out and picked up the gauze that had been prepared. Then, he opened a small bottle and sprinkled the white powder evenly on the wound.
After doing this, he casually rolled the gauze a few times and bandaged the wound hastily, seemingly not caring about the injuries on his body.
Then, he reached out and picked up the white cloth beside him, stuffed it into his mouth without hesitation, and bit it tightly, as if this could relieve some of the pain.
He then took out a copper cup the size of a wine cup, took a deep breath, clenched the dagger in his right hand, and stabbed it towards his heart, "tick, tick."
The blood from my heart dripped into the copper cup...
Qin Ci'an opened the medicine jar, added the blood from his heart and wrist, and stirred with a spoon.
Looking at the medicine, a smile finally appeared on Qin Ci'an's expressionless face.
The recipe for using human blood as medicine was found by him and Changfeng in the library of the imperial palace. When he saw the recipe, what surged in his heart was not intense fear or shock, but joy.
"Your Majesty, you are crazy!!! This is evil magic."
Changfeng wanted to tear up the prescription in his hand.
"I'm crazy, Changfeng, give it to me."
Changfeng didn't move.
"Give me!"
"Don't make me say it a second time!"
Changfeng let go of his hand reluctantly, his eyes full of worry.
Qin Ci'an knew it was a sorcery, but he still did it because he seemed to have no other way. He knew he was crazy, but he had no other way.
At night, when the candles were lit, Chu Ziyu finally returned to his body. He felt his body and found that except for some dull pain in his heart, the rest of the external injuries had basically scabbed over. However, he still felt very weak and his blood bar was insufficient.
The wound on his heart began to heal as the damage to his immortal power recovered.
Chu Ziyu just lay there quietly, motionless, his eyes gently and focused on Qin Ci'an, who was standing by the bed and sleeping soundly due to exhaustion.
"Xiao An, you are so pretty. 6872, no one loves you!"
6872 was shot for no apparent reason.
Chu Ziyu, who had just woken up from a coma, still looked a little weak.
He stretched out his arm, slowly picked up the blanket placed beside him, and gently covered Qin Ci'an's slightly thin body with it, as if he was afraid of waking up the sleeping person.
After doing all this, Chu Ziyu himself felt a wave of tiredness coming over him, so he closed his eyes again and his consciousness fell into darkness again.
When the first ray of sunlight in the morning shines into the room through the window, the whole house is lit up.
Chu Ziyu was awakened by the strong bitter smell of medicinal herbs in the air. In addition, there seemed to be an indescribable strange smell looming.
Just two hours ago, Qin Ci'an had already woken up. When he noticed the warm blanket that had appeared on his body, he showed a hint of doubt and hesitation at first, but soon the hesitation was replaced by joy.
He murmured softly, "Xiaoyu is awake, that's great! This prescription is really effective, it really works..."
As he spoke, his hands, which were tightly gripping the blanket, turned slightly white from the force he was holding.