Hearing these words, Zhang Xiaomeng's body shuddered.
He had never imagined that Fang Qing would suggest such an idea.
However, on second thought, it was indeed his own thinking that had been too rigid.
Extracting snake venom was always done with tools.
But he had forgotten that it could actually be done with the mouth as well.
Such an act was actually quite common.
In those TV dramas, isn't there often a scene where the male lead sucks out the poison for the female lead?
It's just that Fang Qing's poisoned spot was indeed embarrassingly located—was he really going to do this?
Although he had been with quite a few women, he had never done such a thing before.
"Xiaomeng... human life is at stake, just put up with it for a bit. I... I really don't want to die."
Seeing Zhang Xiaomeng's hesitation, Fang Qing, driven by a strong desire to survive, pleaded pitifully.
"Qing... Sister, this is really difficult, how about I try to squeeze out the poison for you?"
