Chapter: 146
“How troublesome.” Dustin inspected the wound, his expression turning grave. He could have treated her easily if this was any regular snake venom. However, this venom was particularly potent. Since Dustin lacked his medicinal herbs and acupuncture needles, he had nothing at his disposal but his skills. It would be difficult for him to treat the wound.
It seemed the only option left was to suck the venom out.
“Roth Harmon, give me a hand!” Dustin hollered.
“I’m Ruth! Ruth Harmon!” Ruth corrected him, quickly getting into the car. She asked, “What do you need me to do?”
“Take off your sister’s pants,” he directed.
“Hey! What are you trying to do? You better not play around!” Ruth sounded like she was speaking to a pervert.
“Your sister has been poisoned with a potent venom. I have to suck it out,” Dustin explained.
“What?” Ruth was stunned for a moment before an odd expression took over her face.
“B–but the wound is on her thigh! You aren’t trying to take advantage of her, are you?”
“What are you even thinking about right now? Her life is on the line!” Dustin snapped.
“Haven’t you heard that gender doesn’t matter when treating patients?”
“Oh, right.” Ruth stood there stunned.
“Why are you still standing there? Take off her pants!” Dustin rushed.
“Oh, right.” Ruth quickly pulled off Natasha’s pants, exposing the snake bite.
Dustin cleared his mind and got to work.
Although it went against proper etiquette, saving Natasha’s life came first. Dustin began sucking out the venom. A moment later, he spat out a mouthful of dark blood and returned his mouth to the wound without hesitation.
Slowly, Natasha regained consciousness.
“What are you doing?” Natasha had a confused expression on her face as she gazed at him passionately.
“Sucking out the snake venom,” Dustin said, keeping his tone calm.
“Are you done?” Natasha asked softly.
“Almost,” he answered truthfully.
Natasha bit her lip as she frowned, her every gesture alluring. Dustin gulped and lowered his head again.
Dustin finally stopped after some time when the wound had lost its dark purplish bruising. is it over?” Natasha asked with a resentful look.
Dustin cleared his throat and answered awkwardly, “Um, you should be in the clear for now, but there’s still some leftover venom in your body. It’ll be safer if you visit the hospital.” He moved to get up, wanting to leave the car. As he stood up, his vision darkened as he fell into Natasha’s arms, unconscious.
“Oustin! What’s wrong? Don’t scare me!” Natasha’s expression changed.