"Fine, I don't care about you. Just stay here and fend for yourself!" Ruan Tianling glared at her, his teeth gritted in frustration.
Jian Yufei's attention was immediately drawn to the wound on his forehead.
The wound was circular, the shape left by her shoe tip. The bleeding had already stopped, but the raw flesh still appeared strikingly red and shocking.
She averted her eyes, but Ruan Tianling didn't really leave.
"The snake probably wasn't venomous, so there's no need for surgery on my leg," she said indifferently.
"You don't get to decide whether or not it's venomous." After saying this, Ruan Tianling did something that greatly shocked her.
He actually bent down to suck on her wound with his mouth.
The sudden contact of his warm lips on her lower leg caused her body to shudder slightly.
He sucked harshly, spitting out mouthfuls of dark red blood. He repeated this several times until the blood he spit out was bright red, then he finally stopped.
