"I'll carry you up!" Zhang Xiaohao said.
"I'll leave everything to you, Brother Xu!" Zi Wuling said shyly.
"Okay!" Zhang Xiaohao nodded.
"Endure it for a moment, let me check your wound." Zhang Xiaohao said.
"Okay." Zi Wuling nodded, her face blushing.
She closed her eyes, entrusting everything to Zhang Xiaohao.
"Ah! Brother Xu, what are you doing?" Zi Wuling asked, her face turning red.
"Sigh! It's better to be straightforward!" Zhang Xiaohao explained.
"Okay." Zi Wuling nodded, her face blushing with embarrassment.
"Ah! Brother Xu, I really feel a bit cold?" Zi Wuling said nervously.
"Don't be nervous, relax your mind. I've seen the wound, don't speak, let me see how serious it is." Zhang Xiaohao said softly.
"Okay." Zi Wuling nodded heavily.
Zhang Xiaohao looked at the wound, located on the inner thigh, a leaf-sized wound looking shocking. It had already turned dark green, and even from three feet away, Zhang Xiaohao could feel the intense poison emanating from it.
