"Uncle Rong, what are you still standing there stupidly?! Hurry up and tie him up! lest he scratch his own skin! ”

Hearing Ji Furong's words, Rong Bo came back to his senses.

"Okay, I'll tie him up."

Rong Bo hardened his heart and stepped forward to tie up Lu Jinhan's limbs.

"Young Master, if it hurts again, you must hold back, don't hurt yourself again, okay?"

Lu Jinhan gritted his teeth and nodded silently.

However, as the alcohol faded, the pain in his body returned.

After a while, more intense pain hit.

He was bound, spasmodic and trembling, gritting his teeth, tensing his jaw, and a large mouthful of cold sweat continued to break out on his forehead, and the pain could not be suppressed, and he began to bite his lip.

Seeing this, Ji Furong was shocked: "Uncle Rong, hurry!" Take a towel and give it to him to bite into! Otherwise, he will bite off the base of his tongue! ”

Rong Bo panicked and found a clean wet towel and let Lu Jinhan bite it in his mouth.

There seems to be no end to such pain.

One wave passed, and another wave hit.

So repeatedly, Lu Jin Han was pressed on the edge of pain and tortured, tormented, and he was about to faint in pain.

In a trance, I heard Rong Bo whispering in his ear again and again, 'Young Master' and 'Young Master'.

From time to time, I heard him ask Ji Furong: "Doctor Ji, why has it been twenty hours since the blood curse occurred this time, and there is no trace of abating?" ”

I don't know what Ji Furong answered, but I vaguely heard Rong Bo crying.

"What then? Young Master, he refused to tell Miss Song directly, if it goes on like this, I'm afraid, I'm afraid he won't survive next time......"

In the dark, Lu Jinhan heard Rong Bo's crying.

He really wanted to stand up, dissuade and comfort Rong Bo, he was obviously fine, wasn't it the poison of the blood curse, he would definitely get through it......

He reached out to grab Rongbo, but he couldn't move at all, his limbs were still tied, and faint sweat stains wet his eyelashes and hair......

Later, he seemed to hear Ji Furong's voice again.

"If Miss Song is willing to help Jin Han detoxify, that's the best, but this risk ......"

"I don't care! Young Master Jin Han grew up watching me, I must find a way to save him! "Rong Bo is categorical.

Then, I heard the sound of car keys and the door closing, as if Rong Bo had gone out.

Lu Jinhan's heart couldn't help but chuckle.

Oh no, could it be that Rong Bo went back to Song Yinyin to detoxify him?

No, not yet!

You can't take that risk!

He desperately opened his eyes, trying to untie the ropes that bound his limbs, trying to chase him out and stop Rong Bo.

However, he was powerless, and his whole body was weak.

Maybe it was because of the toxin, or maybe it was some potion that Ji Furong used, he didn't have the strength to break free from the rope at all.

Attempts are in vain.

In the end, he was still deeply immersed in the darkness.

……

Lu Jinhan had that dream again.

In the dream, he saw Song Yinyin tied hands and feet.

Her petite kitten-like body was curled up in a ball, her hands and feet bound by ropes.

She was escorted to him and asked for an antidote.

She shook her head incessantly, her moving face was full of tears, her expression was so painful, and her eyes were full of fear when she looked at him.

Whenever he took a step closer to her, she took a step back, pleading incessantly, "Don't...... Please...... Let me go...... Don't ......"