Chapter 729 I don’t have voyeurism (1)
After being pricked by the little Loli, Yan Xing was in a trance in the severe pain. For a short time, he even lost consciousness. He didn’t know who he was or where he was. After a
while Yes, the pain revived, and his head hurt, like someone hitting the top of his head with a hammer. The pain was so painful that he wanted to die immediately to avoid suffering. He gritted his teeth and refused to moan no matter how painful it was. After a while
, Waves of pain in the limbs hit the senses one after another, like a saw being pulled back and forth on the body, and the flesh and blood vessels were broken section by section. This kind of pain was much worse than what the little Lolita gave me before
. The pain during his acupuncture and detoxification went up a level. If it was severe pain last time, it was severe pain. Last time it was level 10 pain, and this time it was super pain.
Yan Xing has never felt pain as high as it is now. At this level, this kind of pain is probably the kind that makes people want to live. If not, it is at least infinitely close to the truth.
His whole body twitched in pain, and at the same time he felt that his body was burning here, and there was ice there, and some places seemed to want to Explosion, some places were shrinking, and some areas were like noodles, being pulled and stretched for elasticity tests.
The feeling was indescribable, and it was tossing over and over again. He gritted his teeth and controlled himself not to scream. , but couldn't control the uncontrollable trembling of his body.
While Yan Handsome was suffering, Le Yun stood and observed, scanning his body changes, and decisively inserted the needle at the right time, inserting one or two needles every once in a while, and giving enough Yan handsome guy added more than a dozen needles to his body, then picked up the scalpel, raised the knife with his hand, and pricked the thumbs of Yan's left and right hands. The palms of his feet were close to the Yongquan acupuncture point. He threw away the scalpel lightly and took the syringe and glass. Tubing the bottle, he sat next to Handsome Yan and waited for him to detoxify.
Soon, Yan Shao began to bleed from the place where the needle was inserted and where his fingers and toes were scratched. At first it was normal, dark red, and soon it turned black. Purple, oozing out bit by bit, very viscous, very thin and jelly-like, very much like fat juice.
Le Yun took a syringe to collect the poisonous blood. The toxin was forced out of Handsome Yan's body and it was very turbid. It was not pure poison. , but useful toxic components can still be extracted, and collecting them is also waste recycling.
Don't underestimate the poison just because it's a waste. In fact, it's lethality is very powerful. If you use it to poison rats, you're guaranteed to die. If you poison mosquitoes and cockroaches, you're guaranteed to make them extinct. Of course, if they are eaten by chickens, ducks, pigs, and dogs, There was only one way to help them collect their bodies and dig holes.
After collecting bit by bit, I only managed to collect two glass bottles. There were still toxins, so it was not easy to collect. Le Yun was too lazy to put too much thought into it. She just collected a certain amount for research. She didn’t ask for more, sealed the bottles, and then put them away. Syringe cleaning and disinfection.
Yan Xing didn't know what he had become like. He only felt cold and hot for a while, his body was sweating, and his face was sticky, as if his face was glued by oil and mud.
At first, he felt severe pain all over his body, and he didn't know whether it was numb or no pain at all. He didn't feel any pain, he only felt the alternation of cold and heat, as if he was in a polarized place, suffering another kind of torture.
The toxins that seeped out of his body gradually made it all over his head, face, and body. They also seeped and stuck to the floor from the place where his body was in contact with the floor, slowly accumulating.
After observing for a while, Le Yun happily left him alone, turned on the kitchen fan, turned on the air conditioner to change the air, and sat on the yoga mat with a book in her arms to chew on it. She only glanced at the patient every five, six or ten minutes.
Young Master Yan was left to fend for himself, and poisonous blood gushed out from the pinholes on the peak. Some places were dark purple, sometimes black purple, and even jet black. Several colors often appeared alternately, and sometimes there were... One or two drops of black blood mixed with blue-green color emerged, dyeing his skin colorful, like the clay makeup painted by Africans.
The colored clay continued to thicken, as if it had helped him mold a layer of clay paste. The color on the ground slowly spread, and the odor in the air became thicker and more chaotic.
The smell was so unpleasant that Le Yun almost turned into a stinker. She sighed silently and continued reading. After three sticks of incense, she slowly put down the book and went to study Yan.
Young Master Yan has changed beyond recognition. What gushes out from the pinhole is not only toxins, but also accumulated impurities. It is a paste like oil stains, some are slightly yellow, some are mixed with fat, like spoiled milk, all kinds of miscellaneous The stuff turned a grown man into a mushy mess and exuded a stench, as if he had just been fished out of a latrine.
"Humph!" Seeing the gray human stick, Le Yun rolled her eyes, ran to find her cell phone, took a photo of the clay figurine, took dozens of beautiful pictures, saved them, and hid the phone back in the bedroom. .
Make a record of someone's embarrassment, put on gloves, put a paper towel on your palm, pull out the needles one by one, put the recovered needles on the paper towel, collect enough needles to wipe them clean, and then throw them into a sterilizing bottle to soak .
He took back the stubble of gold and silver needles and wiped them clean, put them all in sterilizing bottles and sealed them. He put away the medical tools and moved them further away. Then he used banknotes to help Yan Handsome Guy wipe his feet to clean the stains on his feet to avoid him. While walking, there were gray stains all over the floor. Later, I helped him wipe his eyes and wipe away the impurities that were stuck in his eyes and around his eye sockets.
"Handsome guy, it's time to pick up the corpse again. Go ahead and wash the corpse yourself." Help the handsome guy free his eyes, and you're done. The rest is for handsome guy Yan to do the rest by himself.
"Hey!" When the little Loli pulled out the needle, Yan Xingyou felt a slight pain like an ant bite, and he lay down like a corpse. He didn't dare to move without the little Loli's order. He heard the little Loli say it was okay. Fake Corpse responded excitedly. He opened his mouth and almost got a mouthful of stinky food. He closed his mouth again in a panic, not daring to say any more.
He sat up like a carp, and suddenly found that his back felt like it was stuck with glue, and it felt sticky. When he sat up and looked at himself, his legs, feet, arms, and chest were all a mess, and he couldn't even identify the color of his pants.
Seeing that he had turned into a smelly clay figure that rolled out of the smelly mud, Yan Xing wanted to faint. Oh my God, this was so ugly and smelly!
Such a smelly person is so ugly that it would be strange if the little loli doesn't feel disgusted by seeing him.
In an instant, Yan Xing jumped to his feet, not caring about anything else, and ran to the bathroom. He rushed there several times, jumped in, and slammed the door.
When he closed the bathroom door, he belatedly discovered that there were dirty fingerprints on the door. Looking at his hands, there was also a thick layer of stuff glued on his palms. He was about to collapse. Where did these smelly things come from? of?
There was something like gelatin on the eyelids that was about to flow down. Yan Xing quickly turned on the shower and stood under the shower head to rinse. The sticky layer was oily and sticky to the hands. It couldn't be washed off with clean water, so he rubbed it. After a few strokes, it felt like there was cream on his head, so he had to pick up the soap used by Little Lolita for laundry and apply a layer of soap on it. He washed his hands first, then washed his hair. He kept soaping and scrubbing a lot. It took a while to get the dirt off my head.
Over and over again, five or six times, I finally washed myself clean from head to toe. I leaned in front of the mirror and took a look at myself. I saw a face as smooth as jade, with white and moist skin, and lips that were also beautiful. Extraordinarily rosy.
Feeling it again, the whole body has changed, even the pores are transparent, and the bones seem to be a few ounces lighter. The change from the inside to the outside is as full of vitality as a new life.
In an instant, Yan Xing was so excited that he almost raised his head to the sky and screamed, cleansing the meridians and cutting the marrow! While the little Loli was helping to remove the poison, she also washed his menstrual marrow once, so he felt like he was reborn and his whole body was clear.
Thinking of the little Lolita's kindness to him, he opened the door excitedly and pressed the doorknob with his hand. He suddenly realized that he had no clothes on. His face felt hot with shame. He hurriedly looked for clothes. He suddenly realized that his backpack was still outside, and he didn't have it at all. Clothes can be changed.
At this time, Yan Xing was stunned and stood there for several seconds. He silently picked up the underwear he had thrown aside and washed it with a scrub. He used a lot of washing powder to clean it. He put it on while enduring the feeling of disgust and quickly washed the clothes on the door. Wash away the dirty fingerprints, open the door a crack, and peek out quietly. The place where the little Loli is sitting reading is blocked by the desk, and only her feet stretched out on the floor can be seen.
In addition to those, there were several dirty footprints on the floor that he had made.
He was too embarrassed to run out to get his clothes. He struggled with himself for a long time and asked for help from little Lolita: "Little Lolita, please help me get my backpack, please?" When
Yan handsome guy rushed to the bathroom, Le Yun sighed sadly at the footprints he left. She worked hard to help him clean his feet, just hoping not to leave stains all over the floor. As a result, when the guy jumped up, he stepped on the floor again and made dirt all over. , causing her to wipe his stinky feet in vain.
The floor was dirty, it was too late to say anything, so instead of blaming Mr. Yan, he sat down and scanned the book. Scanning and scanning, he heard Handsome Yan asking him for help. He put the book aside, got up and picked up Handsome Yan's backpack and gave it to him. , that guy was so excited that he went to take a shower without taking any clothes. Now he knows the consequences.
Seeing the handsome guy Yan sticking his head out from behind the door, with a fair and handsome face full of clouds, and his face flushed with shame, he looked like a newly married bride. In order to prevent the handsome guy from being ashamed, Le Yun didn't laugh at him and went to the bathroom. Wai handed him the backpack.
The little loli brought a backpack, with a bright pink face and a bright smile. Yan Xing was so embarrassed that he wanted to crawl into the sewer of the bathroom. When the backpack was handed over, he stretched out his arms, grabbed it and slammed the door shut.
"What are you afraid of? I don't have a bad hobby like voyeurism. I won't rush in to see your naked butt when others are in danger." Yan Ren closed the door as if to guard against flower-picking thieves. Le Yun touched her nose and felt dissatisfied. He complained, turned around and went back to read, without forgetting to urge: "Hurry up, get dressed and go out to clean. I've worked so hard, and you still let me stay in this smell and read, can you bear it?" "I'll go clean right away
. ." The little loli's nagging voice came, and Yan Xing's face turned red with embarrassment again. Hearing the last sentence, he felt ashamed and quickly found some clothes to put on.
(End of chapter)