Wufu tore open Ah Jiu's sleeve and saw that the flesh on his arm was rapidly corroding. Startled, she shouted to Jadeite who was still dealing with the dead soldiers not far away while lifting her dress to grab the dagger tied to her calf.
This was her lifesaving backup!
"This rotted flesh needs to be cut away, bear with it." Wufu said to Ah Jiu.
Ah Jiu nodded.
The situation was urgent, and she didn't know what kind of devilish thing it was, so Wufu didn't have time to use any pain-relieving medicine and directly cut into his arm.
"Ugh." Ah Jiu's forehead was drenched in cold sweat, emitting a painful groan, his face even paler.
Jadeite sprinted over, and Wufu had already neatly cut away that piece of flesh, leaving the entire arm a bloody mess.
"He was splashed with poisonous blood." Wufu ordered Jadeite, "Take out the detoxification pills."
Jadeite knelt down, grabbed a few bottles from the purse, and chose shakily.
"Calm down." Wufu commanded sternly.
