Chapter 638 Seriously Injured

The place where five holes were pierced on the back, like magma flowing through, has a feeling of being thrown into the fire and scorching.

Jun Moyan's eyes turned black, and his head became dizzy.

He immediately slowed down the speed of the car, and after driving for a few more minutes, he finally couldn't hold on anymore and parked the car on the side of the road to avoid traffic accidents.

"What's wrong."

Wen Xiaoai knew what was going on when he saw Jun Moyan's face turned blue, and there was a hint of blackness between his brows.

She immediately unfastened her seat belt, then got up and undid Jun Moyan's seat belt as well.

Reaching out to take off his clothes, he wanted to check the wound.

"No……"

Jun Moyan wanted to say that it was okay to reassure Wen Xiaoguai, but found it difficult to even speak.

"Turn around and let me see your wound."

Jun Moyan didn't want to show her the wound, for fear of scaring her, fearing that she would be worried, and fearing that she would cry again soon.

But Wen Xiaoai didn't give him a chance to say no at all, and had already unbuttoned a few buttons on his shirt.

Jun Moyan had no choice but to turn his body sideways, leaving his back to Wen Xiaoai.

Wen Xiaoai looked at his blood-soaked clothes clinging to his back, and was really reluctant to take off his clothes.

She was afraid of pulling his wound, so she didn't dare to look at it.

"Be patient..."

Wen Xiaoai wiped away his tears and mustered up the courage to slowly take off his clothes.

Has faded to the waist.

On his blood-stained back, the five blood holes pierced by Wu Zhihan's nails were still bleeding, which was shocking.

And this blood, at some point, turned black.

There were traces of black smoke coming out of the wound, visible to the naked eye.

The skin at the edge of the wound showed signs of decay, and also exuded a foul smell.

This was caused by the corpse poison in the ghost's body.

"...Why is it so serious."

"Jun Moyan, how are you doing?"

Wen Xiaoai asked him crying.

"……nothing."

It was reassuring to listen to, but when he spoke, his breath was unsteady and he looked very strenuous, which made Wen Xiaoai even more scared and flustered.

"Jun Moyan, sit down, I'll help you force out the corpse poison."

Wen Xiaoai straightened Jun Moyan's body, and tried to force out the corpse poison from his wound with all his strength.

But after trying it a few times, not only was it useless, it also seemed to accelerate the spread of the corpse poison, tossing Jun Moyan a lot.

Wen Xiaoai didn't dare to try again easily, so she could only hold back.

Seeing that Jun Moyan's face had gradually changed from blue to gray, Wen Xiaoai cried out in fear.

"Jun Moyan..."

"Woo, you can't do anything."

Jun Moyan's eyelids were so heavy that he couldn't lift them up, his vision was blurred, and his consciousness was also collapsing. Hearing Wen Xiaoai's frightened crying, he raised his hand with some difficulty, wanting to hug her.

But it was like a hallucination, obviously he raised his hand, as if hugging her, but his consciousness suddenly became clear for a second or two, but he found that he hadn't even raised his hand at all.

"Little boy..."

"Jun Moyan."

Wen Xiaoai grabbed his hand and looked at him with tears all over his face.

"...Don't cry."

Jun Moyan couldn't open his eyes, his brain was groggy, and he was about to fall asleep at any time.

"I don't cry, I don't cry." Wen Xiaoai wiped away her tears indiscriminately, but she still couldn't control her emotions.

She was afraid, she was afraid of death.

She was never afraid of Wu Zhihan just now.

But at this moment, he was so panicked that he was bewildered, and he was so frightened that he was at a loss what to do.

"...Little boy, my phone is in my left pocket, you call Tsing Yi and ask him to come..."