"Are you okay?"
Yang Cheng turned his head to look at her and saw black lines appearing on her shoulder wound, a sign of corpse poison spreading.
"I won't die."
Feng Jiuge said casually, taking a pill from her chest and swallowing it, then tearing off a piece of cloth to simply bandage the wound.
Yang Cheng frowned, took a Silver Needle from his backpack, and said, "I'll help you expel the corpse poison, or it will damage your meridians."
"No need..."
"Don't talk nonsense!"
Yang Cheng interrupted her, firmly pulled her arm over, and inserted the Silver Needle into the acupuncture point on her shoulder, slowly injecting True Qi.
Feng Jiuge's body stiffened slightly but quickly relaxed, allowing him to act.
She could feel a warm stream of True Qi entering her body through the Silver Needle, gradually expelling the cold corpse poison.
A moment later, black liquid seeped from the wound, and Feng Jiuge's complexion regained some color.
