In an instant, scarlet blood gushed out of Ming Ye's arm.
He was merciless. Su Wan was terrified as she stood aside and watched!
Was this man crazy?!
Why did he injure himself?
Su Wan felt a chill in her heart. Fine and dense particles appeared on his skin. She was stunned for a second and immediately wanted to snatch the knife from Ming Ye's hand.
"What are you doing?!"
"My blood is the antidote. As long as you drink it, you will be fine."
Ming Ye said this calmly. His expression was extremely indifferent, as if the blood did not flow from his body and he did not feel any pain at all!
When Ming Ye's low voice fell into her ears, Su Wan's almond-shaped eyes instantly widened!
This person really was a madman!
Otherwise, who would be so crazy to design such a poison that used human blood to detoxify it in the end?!
Su Wan swallowed hard. She stared at Ming Ye's cut arm and felt very uncomfortable.