Afterwards, Zhang Feng forced an anti-inflammatory capsule into Tian Yue's lips.

Tian Yue was stunned.

She wanted to spit out the medicine, but Zhang Feng covered her mouth.

"Anti-inflammatories must be taken."

Actually...he would also like to find her a bottle of water if possible.

But he can't.

First, the script didn't ask him to find water, and second, he didn't have the energy to find water at all.

Tian Yue blinked her eyes quickly and began to try to swallow the capsule. Without water, it was extremely difficult for her to swallow.

The outer layer of the capsule gradually melts, and the medicine inside leaks out.

It was very painful...so painful that she wanted to cry.

But Zhang Feng, or the script didn't allow her to vomit.

After forcibly enduring the pain of anti-inflammatory drugs, Tian Yue deeply realized what it means that good medicine tastes bitter and is good for the disease.

"You still...can't move, take a little rest..."

Zhang Feng stood up unsteadily, and suddenly severe pain swept through his body. His body felt as if it had been pierced by ten thousand needles, as if there were holes all over his body.

This...this is...

"Cough cough... cough cough cough."

He coughed violently.

The constant coughing made him speechless and unable to straighten up.

His throat seemed to have been drenched with mint juice from the inside out. He couldn't tell whether it was burning or cold. The vivid feeling forced him to burst into tears.

"Are you OK?"

Tian Yue asked worriedly, causing Zhang Feng to shake his head continuously.

He covered his mouth and coughed desperately.

After a while, he coughed up blood.

Then...blood gushes out of his nostrils and mouth uncontrollably.

It felt like there was dirt in my throat and I wanted to spit it out.

The nosebleeds dripped onto the ground along the gaps between the fingers, and the black blood flowed down like a waterfall. The blood couldn't be wiped away, and it couldn't stop...

For some reason, Zhang Feng wanted to tear up everything in front of him, especially Tian Yue...

He had a feeling that tearing apart human bodies was what he should do.

Is this... the sequelae of Maoshan's Immortal Technique?

Zhang Feng originally thought this way, but Tian Yue's words changed his mind.

"Liu...Liu Ziqi, there seems to be a white bug in your eye that keeps moving..."

"..."

It turns out...it's an infection.

Damn it.

No, you will be infected even if you are not attacked???

What is the source of infection? Is it contact with blood stains?

It didn’t even say anything in the script.

No, the script didn't say that the hero would kill these monsters in this carriage.

"Cough cough...cough cough cough."

"I... need to rest for a while."

The bleeding finally stopped, Zhang Feng gasped and staggered forward a few steps.
Chapter completed!