Looking back at the scene, I unexpectedly discovered that Xiaohui was actually a very decisive person. He believed Liu Shangang and me very decisively, and made the most correct decision very decisively. But no matter what, her trust in me and Liu Shangang should come from Wang Dapeng's trust in us. This may be the so-called "husband and wife follow us", although in my impression, Xiaohui is the one who has the final say at home.

When Liu Shangang bleed Zhao Dazhu, Wang Dapeng asked Xiaohui: "Our home is so close, why did you get here in nearly an hour?"

Xiaohui: "I need to put on makeup."

I can't remember what they said later. While staring at the blood in the glass pot, I had to pay attention to Zhao Dazhu's situation from time to time, but I really didn't have the heart to pay attention to other things.

Seeing the blood in the glass pot getting more and more, Zhao Dazhu had become very weak, leaning against the sofa, looking like he was about to fall asleep.

It's not enough, and he must wait until he falls into a coma before he stops bleeding.

I stared at Zhao Dazhu and waved to Wang Qian: "Wang Qian, have a meal."

Wang Qian seemed to be unable to understand what I meant and asked in confusion: "Send to have a meal?"

I nodded to her: "Yes, serve. Make some more raw meat and 5-ripe steak. In addition, make some red dates and donkey-hide gelatin and other things that can replenish blood. When I came here just now, I saw a shop nearby that bought mutton soup. If you ask if there is sheep blood, buy some, and forget it if there is no."

Wang Qian stood up, but did not leave immediately. She stood there and looked at me with a very puzzled look.

I urged, "Go and go back quickly, this kid should be hungry later."

Wang Qian: "Do you need to prepare a lot of food?"

I glanced at the room and included me, there were six people in total, so I said to Wang Qian: "Prepare meals for ten people."

Although his expression was a little suspicious, Wang Qian finally nodded and quickly left the private room.

Zhao Dazhu looked weaker and weaker, which scared Xiaohui. She sat next to Zhao Dazhu, wiped Zhao Dazhu's sweat while constantly asking me how much blood I had to release.

I could only tell her over and over again that it was almost ready.

Seeing that the blood in the glass pot was about 1,500 milliliters, Zhao Dazhu weighed about 60 kilograms, and 1,500 milliliters was a hurdle for him. If he had an ordinary human constitution, he would have to go into shock when he lost 1,500 milliliters of blood. But even if his constitution was different from ordinary people, when the blood in the glass pot reached one and a half liters, Liu Shangang had to stop bleeding.

If I put it down, I can't guarantee whether Zhao Dazhu will be in danger.

When the blood in the glass pot was almost reaching 1,500 milliliters, Zhao Dazhu suddenly tilted his neck and fainted.

I quickly patted Liu Shangang on the shoulder and asked him to stop. He also quickly pulled out the needle and used a medical cotton ball to stop the bleeding of Zhao Dazhu. I quickly took out a soul sealing talisman, put it on the blood-filled glass pot, and sealed the bottle with an unused talisman paper.

Liu Shangang checked Zhao Dazhu's condition, smacked his tongue, and said to me: "There is so much blood loss, and this guy has just fainted. He is not a special physique, he is simply not a human being. What's the use of taking his blood?"

"Zhao Dazhu's blood is a treasure. This thing is useless to me, but it is very beneficial to Xian'er." When I was speaking, I noticed that Xiaohui cast a complaining look at me.

I smiled at her: "It's a pity that I've collected the blood after I throw it away. I just happened to have a friend who can use it."

Xiaohui nodded and said nothing, but I knew in my heart that if I made Zhao Dazhu like this, she would still complain to me in her heart. If Zhao Dazhu couldn't wake up for a while, I would be in big trouble.

Thinking of this, I felt a little helpless.

Not long after, Wang Qian came back with two plates of red dates and said that the others were still being made, and she had asked someone to buy sheep blood and donkey-hide gelatin.

Zhao Dazhu is very rushing. As soon as the clerk brought a few steaks, he opened his eyes.

He was still a little weak. After opening his eyes, he stared at the ceiling blankly, and he seemed to be stupid.

This reaction is normal. From the moment he wakes up, his spirit and mind, even if he returns to the healthiest state, he may be very confused when he recalls what has happened in the years and the ridiculous things he has done in the years.

Because he himself couldn't understand why he did such a thing.

Seeing that Zhao Dazhu was dull and became even more nervous, Xiaohui tried to talk to Zhao Dazhu, and I reached out to stop her and shook her head. Although I was very worried about Zhao Dazhu's situation, Xiaohui still held back and didn't speak, just looked at Zhao Dazhu with a worried look on her face.

After a long time, Zhao Dazhu turned his eyes and looked at me.

I smiled at him and asked him, "Are you hungry?"

Zhao Dazhu's reaction was a little slow. He was silent for a moment before nodding.

I helped him sit up, first brought a plate of red dates to him, and asked him to eat it first, then cut a steak into small pieces, gave him a knife and fork, and let him eat it himself.

At the beginning, Zhao Dazhu was too weak and seemed to be unable to hold a knife and fork. He moved very slowly and ate in small bites. But gradually, his eating speed increased faster, and in the end he turned into a voracious look.

When Xiaohui saw that Zhao Dazhu was fine, she breathed a sigh of relief at first, but then she became worried again.

I know that she was worried that Zhao Dazhu's mind would not recover. After all, Zhao Dazhu looks like a complete madman when he eats now.

Zhao Dazhu's stomach was like a bottomless pit. He ate five portions of food alone, but he still couldn't get enough. Wang Qian could only keep urging the kitchen to serve here.

He is so able to eat now, not because of his big stomach, but while he is eating, the energy and nutrients in the food have been absorbed by him. Now his internal organs are in a high-speed operation.

Innate spiritual roots are indeed an amazing talent.

After an hour of voracious swallowing, Zhao Dazhu finally threw away the tableware in his hand and breathed a long sigh: "I'm full."

I held a cup of tea, took a small sip, and then said to Zhao Dazhu: "In the next week, you will still feel weak, so you can make up for it after eating more."

After saying that, I asked Wang Qian again: "Where is the toilet?"

Wang Qian pointed to the door: "Go out and turn left, and you'll end up walking."

I took a photo of Zhao Dazhu: "It's still time for you to go to the toilet now."

Zhao Dazhu: "What does it mean?"

I said, "You listen to me right. Now walk to the toilet. It will be too late to wait."

Zhao Dazhu stood up with a puzzled look on his face and pushed the door out.

The sound of his footsteps came from the hall outside the door. When he first left the door, the footsteps were still very slow, but they turned into a rush after walking two parts.

Everyone in the room heard the sound outside. Wang Dapeng looked outside the door, turned around and asked me: "What's wrong with Dazhuzi?"

I said, "Although Zhao Dazhu has a special physique, he is still a mortal after all. The things he just ate were digested and absorbed in the high-speed operation of the stomach and intestines. But the normal people's stomach and intestines cannot withstand such high-speed operation. So, he will keep having diarrhea in the next two days."

After hearing what I said, Liu Shangang was happy: "No wonder you said he would be weak for another week. It turned out that he had a stomach problem."

I shook my head: "That's not what it means. Zhao Dazhu lost too much blood. It will take at least one week to replenish the lost blood."

Xiaohui interrupted and asked me: "Has Dazhu's disease been really cured?"

I said, "What do you think?"

Xiaohui was stunned for a moment, and then a smile appeared on her face.

In fact, from the beginning of Zhao Dazhu's big mouthful of meals, the chaos in his eyes had disappeared, and from that time on, he had completely returned to normal.

I smiled and said to Wang Qian, "Then let's have a meal too, I'm a little hungry. And... I'll ask you about Houzai and his master."

Wang Qian smiled and nodded: "I'll do my best."

Not long after, Zhao Dazhu covered his stomach and came back whirlly. Xiaohui took him to the hospital without eating.

You don’t need to guess that Zhao Dazhu has acute gastroenteritis now. Although Liu Shangang carried medicine in his backpack, his condition is indeed quite serious. Going to the hospital for an IVF should be the best choice.

Originally, Wang Dapeng wanted to go with Xiaohui, but Xiaohui insisted on letting Wang Dapeng stay with me for dinner, so Wang Dapeng stayed without much refusal.

I have been out for the past two or three years, and this reunion with Wang Dapeng is really rare.

The restaurant that Wang Qian runs is good, but the food tastes a little bad. Wang Qian prefers the steak made by their chefs, but in my opinion, the chefs in this restaurant make a lot of money in other things, but the steak is very bad.

I usually eat raw meat with chopped pork. For me, 30% is the best, and 50% is still okay. More than 50% is too old. But the chef doesn't know what the chopped pork should look like. He asked him to be 50% mature, and he made it nearly 60% mature. But after all, this meal is free, so I didn't say anything, just eat it alone.

After dinner, Liu Shangang sent me back to Wangzhuang and then went to prepare the things to use to get to the tomb. Wang Qian said she would contact Liang Houzai tonight, and she didn't know if she could handle Houzai and Li Liang.

But no matter what, Li Liang would be very happy to see Liang Houzai have a girlfriend.

When I returned to my uncle's house, Senior Brother Feng and Feng Xiaoyu were still playing chess. Master Chen sat next to them, smoking a dry tobacco while guiding me Senior Brother Feng to play chess.

It is said that one is a gentleman who does not speak chess, but Master Chen did not intend to be a gentleman at first. Senior Brother Feng was so annoyed by him, but Master Chen was an elder again. Senior Brother Feng looked annoyed, but he didn't say a word. Only Feng Xiaoyu kept blocking Master Chen from time to time. Master Chen said he couldn't hear it and continued to give advice to my senior brother Feng.

My uncle was sitting on the sofa watching TV. Wong Tai Sin sat next to him, but leaned her head against the back of the sofa and slept soundly. Her saliva overflowed from the corner of her mouth and pulled out a long silver thread.

At this time, Xian'er led Xiaoliu out of the inner room, and then circled around the living room.

Seeing her bored look, I asked her from a distance: "Xian'er, what are you doing, Luo Fei?"

Xian'er raised her eyelids and glanced at me: "I'm walking the dog... No, I'm walking the weasel. Luo Fei is playing with the computer in the house. Oh, I'm so bored."

When I am busy, I always want to rest, but when I am really free, I start to feel bored again. This is a common problem in our industry.

While talking to me, she was holding Xiaoliu around the room a little. Xiaoliu looked confused and seemed to be unable to understand what Xian'er was doing.

I picked up the canvas bag containing the glass pot and shook it in front of Xian'er: "Let's go back to the house and show you something good."

Xian'er suddenly felt spirited: "What's it? Why does it smell bloody in the bag?"
Chapter completed!