As soon as the Hidden Guard arrived, the men in black were at a disadvantage, and Xiao Yeyang quickly protected Daohua as they retreated.
Seeing Xiao Yeyang's face looking particularly terrible, Daohua hurried to support him to sit down behind a tree, "Quick, let me see your wound."
Noticing the dark red blood seeping from Xiao Yeyang's shoulder, Daohua's face changed, "Xiao Yeyang, the arrow is poisoned, I need to pull it out now, bear with me, okay?"
Without waiting for Xiao Yeyang to respond, she forcibly tore open the clothing on his shoulder, saw that the arrow wasn't deeply embedded, and pulled out the arrow from his shoulder with one swift motion.
Xiao Yeyang hissed in pain and was just about to speak when he saw Daohua, without any hesitation, bend down to suck the poisoned blood from his wound.
In this moment, Xiao Yeyang's heart was filled with an indescribable surge of emotion.
"Puh~"
