The warm water then slowly flowed into his mouth, at once let his body in the cold winter months felt a spring-like warmth, but this clear water was mixed with a faint taste of blood.
He suddenly felt the cold toxins in his body as if he saw something terrible, and all rebounded and dispersed after touching this water.
The pain faded a little, he finally relaxed, as if lying on cotton, slowly opened his eyes, and saw Milo concerned standing at the bedside watching over him.
“Young master, you are awake?” Milo breathed a sigh of relief, patted his chest, and said happily again, “Great, Miss Bell is really a god.”
“Klara’s coming over?” Stanley asked.
“Yes, Miss Bell is the one who detoxified the poison.” Milo was still a little worried about Stanley, and came over to him again to feel and pat him, and asked him carefully, “Mr. Davidson, are you still not feeling well?”
“No.” Stanley replied, and when he looked up, he saw Klara approaching him with a glass of water.
“Stanley, you’re awake?” Klara saw him wake up, brought the water to Milo next to him, and couldn’t help but be happy and relaxed as her eyes lit up and asked him excitedly, “How do you feel now? Do you need to suppress the toxins in your body a little more?”
Stanley originally wanted to say: “much better”, when he heard the second half of Klara’s sentence suddenly had an idea, the original words back to a different kind, he lay back on the bed again pretending to be uncomfortable against his forehead, whispered and changed his words: “may need to come again. ”
“Good.” Klara immediately picked up the glass next to her and the gold needle next to her, and planned to stick herself with another needle.
But she didn’t want to raise her hand, and before she could make any other movements, Stanley grabbed her wrist.
“Klara,” he frowned, “what are you doing.”
“Suppressing the toxin for you.” Klara answered him with an innocent face.
He originally thought that the toxin suppression Klara was talking about was to come over and get close to herself, do something intimate, and pull in the distance between the two.
But he didn’t expect that she was actually self-harming.
“Klara, you used your own blood?”
“Yes.” Speaking of this matter, Klara is a little excited, even being held by the wrist are forgotten, directly waving hands to explain to him: “I did not expect my blood so useful!”
Close, the effect are not very big, often take a long time to see the effect, and short, chicken, now it seems that the pro effect is the best kind of treatment.
Then there is no other way to do it.
She could not help but think of the blood.
Blood is the source of a person’s life, is the beginning of everything, if kissing can work, even she had seen a piece of old-timers someone bleeding treatment, so she wanted to try, directly feed Stanley her blood will not work better,.
She just used a gold needle to point her finger to achieve such great results, I did not expect the toxins in his body almost completely suppressed, and the whole person came to life again.
A few drops of blood would be great.
Klara was very satisfied with the result, but Stanley squeezed her wrist without saying a word when he heard her words.
His face became even more gloomy.
Klara continued, “Now just one more shot… what are you doing!”
Before Klara could finish her sentence, she didn’t want Stanley to grab her hand and gently and irresistibly hold the injured finger.
Klara’s heart was in shock at this moment!
There was a warm touch at the tip of her finger, accompanied by a sticky wetness that made Klara’s cold, white face flush up.
There was also the stirring in her heart that could not be pressed down.
It was not easy to react, Klara’s face reluctantly returned to normal, she tried hard to pull her hand back.
But her strength in front of Stanley is not worth mentioning, Stanley clutched her wrist tightly, she can not move.
And he didn’t stop moving just for a moment, while the tip of his tongue swept repeatedly over Klara’s small wound.
It was only a spot pricked by a needle, but it was still more sensitive than the rest of the skin.
So Stanley’s tongue kept sweeping over and over, the warm sticky sweep, she couldn’t help but tremble, and the look that had just calmed down was now blushing even more.
Obviously it was just treating the wound.
Klara screamed in her heart.
Why could this man make this thing so… that?
It wasn’t until that little spot had completely stopped bleeding that Stanley gently let go of her.
“There, there’s no need for a second needle.”
Stanley looked up, looking as normal, and spoke with as much justification as if he hadn’t just been the one.
The sticky feeling and warmth at Klara’s fingertips had not yet faded, and she could not get back to her senses for a long time.
Only then did she finally ask hesitantly.
“You mean… just now, you used the blood left on my finger to suppress the toxin?”
Stanley instead looked at the blushing girl in front of him with a strange face.
“What else do you think it was?”
His calm and self-effacing appearance set off the red-faced Klara who was even more vain.
“Want to suppress the toxin, you can obviously just lick it!”
Klara gritted her teeth as if she was a little embarrassed, but decided to question anyway.
“Why are you going back and forth with so many licks?”
Stanley raised an eyebrow, a statement that was justified.
“To avoid waste, of course.”
…
Klara: ????
All right, the man just makes sense a lot anyway.
“Then the toxins in your body should be stabilized now, so I’ll go first?”
Klara grabbed the book bag beside her, the rolling heat on her face still fading.
Milo had already left when Klara came in, he had already interrupted his master once last time, and at the moment he was desperate for survival!
Klara did not want to be alone with the man she had confessed her love for, so she said she wanted to turn around and leave.
But just as she turned around, she was grabbed by Stanley’s wrist.
The man on the bed gave her a slight push and she was dragged into Stanley’s arms.
Klara, who had fallen on the bed, struggled to get up.
“What are you doing? Let go of me!”
I didn’t expect Stanley to gently wrap his arms around her from behind.
“It’s been a long day, I just want to hold you and sleep for a while. Won’t do anything else.”
Stanley’s voice revealed an unprecedented hint of fatigue, and Klara couldn’t help but turn her head in surprise.
The first time I saw Stanley’s eyes, Klara saw the dark circles beneath them.
It should be many days without a good rest.
The last few days he has been on the verge of a poisonous attack, the intense pain, even if it can be endured, will never let him sleep peacefully.
Klara couldn’t help but feel sorry for him, he was having too hard a time.