Qiao Duo'er said with embarrassment, "It actually wasn't that painful, and I don't feel much now."
In Tan Zhenghong's eyes, there was only a sea of blood red as he looked towards Hu's Clan.
"Sister Lan, is your wound still bleeding?"
Lowering her head, Hu's Clan saw that the butterfly knot Da Ya had just tied had been dyed red—this was too eerie!
"Wasn't applying the medicine supposed to heal it? Why is it still bleeding?" Da Ya asked anxiously.
Tan Zhenghong picked up the medicine bottle and inspected it closely; a label for stopping bleeding was attached, indicating that he hadn't grabbed the wrong medicine.
"Stop checking, the medicine is poisoned."
Qiao Duo'er closed her eyes wearily, feeling completely drained at this moment.
She could somewhat guess what was happening—the medicine powder had been laced with a poison that prevented clotting, so instead of stopping the bleeding, it actually prevented the wound from scabbing over.
