Xiang Ying remained extremely composed.
She grabbed Jie Chen's hand and began to suck the poison out of his blood.
After doing this more than ten times, and feeling that it was about enough, she rinsed her mouth with saltwater.
Jie Chen stared at her in a daze, his thin eyes filled with an undeniable astonishment.
"Do you... do you know what you're doing?"
"What else could I be doing, of course, I'm saving you."
Finishing her words, Xiang Ying raised her head, her phoenix eyes steady and calm: "Being bitten by a poisonous snake isn't scary; you just need to suck the poison out."
Then she tore off a section of fabric from his sleeve and tied it around his injured hand.
The people around them noticed this and realized that the relationship between Jie Chen and Xiang Ying was quite unusual.
Even if there had been no relationship before, the exiled criminal Xiang Ying now owed a debt of life-saving grace to the Military Supervisor.
