Chapter 1139

Mu Xiaojiu wasn’t unemotional—it was just…

“There’s no time! Don’t carry him, quickly put him down!”

After being lifted by Dongfang Jin, Dongfang Ji immediately vomited black blood.

Clearly, someone had tampered with him; the toxins in his blood more readily eroded his vital organs.

At this moment, his body…

must not be moved at all!

Dongfang Jin also realized this issue, and despite his anxiety, immediately laid Dongfang Ji back down on the ground.

He fumbled with his cellphone, dialed a number.

Once the call connected, he immediately bellowed: “Send a helicopter over, quickly! I need the fastest speed! Hurry!”

Afterward, he smashed the phone onto the ground.

But even after his roaring, watching Dongfang Ji’s face turn increasingly black, he was still helpless.

He was powerless, unable even to protect his own younger brother…

Just when everyone was at a loss, suddenly, Baili Xia put down Shengxue and walked over: “I… might have a way to save him.”

Having experienced the grief of Shengxue’s death, her voice was incredibly hoarse.

But, even with a heart full of pain, now was the time to be strong.

Saving a life was urgent!

Any further hesitation could mean the loss of a life.

“Xiaxia, really? Do you really have a way?”

Hearing Baili Xia’s voice was like seeing the Rulaila Buddha; Mu Ziying hurriedly stood up, grabbing Baili Xia’s arm, not noticing the strength in her grip.

Baili Xia gently grunted, the wound on her arm pained by Mu Ziying’s pinch.

Mu Ziying quickly released her grasp, anxiously saying: “Sorry, Xiaxia, please save him quickly! Hurry!”

Baili Xia nodded and knelt beside Dongfang Ji.

She looked up, glanced at Dongfang Jin: “Let him sit up, help me open his mouth.”

Though it was odd, Dongfang Jin still followed her request, hurriedly helping Dongfang Ji to sit up.

Regardless of the reason, now, he was willing to believe her, to trust her completely!

Mu Ziying stretched out her hand, prying open Dongfang Ji’s mouth.

Suddenly, Baili Xia bit her lip, and with a swift swipe of the short dagger in her right hand, she cut a long gash on her own arm.

She quickly positioned her arm above Dongfang Ji’s head, letting fresh blood flow down her arm, into Dongfang Ji’s mouth.

“Xiaxia…” Mu Ziying was incredibly shocked, couldn’t help but ask: “Will this method…

work?”

Baili Xia furrowed her brows tightly, hoarsely said: “Let’s try.”

Her eyes reddened, tears she couldn’t wipe away still hanging at the corners.

She looked at no one, didn’t dare to look at Uncle.

If Uncle didn’t speak up to stop her, she felt comforted.

Uncle understood her.

At this time, even though he certainly wouldn’t be happy knowing she was using her blood to save someone else when she herself was severely lacking in vitality,

But did he know?

If they didn’t save Dongfang Ji, and something happened to him, she would feel guilty and uneasy for the rest of her life!

Actually, Baili Xia wasn’t sure if this method could save Dongfang Ji.

But she had heard from Nangong Xu before that her blood could detoxify.

Since it could cure Uncle’s poisoning twice, maybe it could also save Dongfang Ji.

Watching the blood flow out from Baili Xia’s arm, Mu Xiaojiu’s heart was instantly pierced with pain.

“Don’t push yourself too hard.” At this moment, his voice also had a hint of hoarseness.

The wolves fell silent for a moment, then began another round of attacks.

But this time, the sound from the remote control seemed to be gone.

The people behind the scenes, whether they were afraid of being tracked by Mu Xiaojiu and Dongfang Jin, left as soon as they arrived.