Along with this stinging pain, Yijun couldn't help but feel suspicious.
"This is not treatment, it is clearly torture!"
"Isn't this guy deliberately trying to trick me?"
"Also, is this golden cicada nymph poisonous?"
"I won't be stabbed to death by it like this, right?"
"I'm afraid this is not a conspiracy of the other party, deliberately trying to kill me!"
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became.
I am getting more and more anxious.
But because his body was stiff and unable to move, he could only act anxiously.
Nothing can be done.
Fortunately, at this time, he discovered that although he still felt a sharp sting at the place where he was pricked by the mouthparts of the golden cicada nymph, he felt a very cool feeling.
This cool feeling enveloped his throat, making him feel as if he had just taken a Golden Throat lozenge or a mint, and it was extremely refreshing.
For a while, the dry and itchy feeling in the throat seemed to have subsided a lot.
"What's going on?"
Yijun felt puzzled.
There was a vague suspicion in my mind.
It just quickly became apparent that this was unlikely.
In other words, he didn't want to admit that this kind of thing happened.
However, as time went by, that cool feeling not only did not subside, but instead became stronger and stronger.
Under its influence, the discomfort in the throat becomes increasingly mild.
This made him realize more and more that what he was guessing might be true.
His face started to look more and more difficult to look at.
Finally, when the discomfort in his throat completely disappeared, Yijun suddenly found that the golden cicada nymph had pulled out its mouthparts from his body. Then the stiffness in his body disappeared and he was able to move again.
After Yijun discovered that his body could move normally again, the first thing he did was to reach out and pat his neck, hoping to kill the golden cicada nymph.
However, this slap ended up being empty.
The golden cicada nymph jumped suddenly.
Jumped back to the half century-old wild ginseng in Ye Ming's hand.
Facing the wild ginseng, I started to feast on it.
And under its suction, the century-old wild ginseng was constantly withering at a speed visible to the naked eye.
This seems to completely confirm what Ye Ming said.
When everyone was shocked and inexplicable, Ye Ming turned towards Yi Jun
He opened his mouth and asked: "Boss Yi, how are you? Do you feel your voice is getting better now?"
Yijun instinctively said: "No..."
But when the voice came out of his mouth, it was no longer as hoarse as before, but quite normal.
This was so startling that Yijun quickly closed his mouth, not daring to speak any more lest others hear the change in his voice.
Unfortunately it's too late.
Everyone present had heard his voice.
They also noticed the change in his voice.
Knowing that his voice has clearly returned to normal.
It can be seen that his pharyngitis should have been cured.
"Oh my God!"
“Is Boss Yi’s pharyngitis really cured?”
"Did this golden cicada really cure Boss Yi's pharyngitis?"
"So what Mr. Ling's boyfriend said is true? He really didn't lie to us?"
"This is so amazing!"
Everyone looked at Ye Ming and the golden cicada nymph in his hand in great shock.
I was shocked by the magic of this golden cicada nymph and Ye Ming's erudition.
They gradually realized that all those words Ye Ming said before might be the truth.
But before, like Boss Yi, they always questioned and laughed at Ye Ming's words, thinking that he was talking nonsense.
Only now do I know that it was not Ye Ming who was at fault, but them and Boss Yi.
Thinking of this, they couldn't help but feel quite ashamed.
At the same time, they also noticed something strange from their boss's reaction at this time.
If Boss Yi didn't believe Ye Ming before, it can be understood that it was because his vital interests were involved, so he was unwilling to accept such a fact.
So now his pharyngitis has obviously been cured, but he still denies it.
why is that?
What on earth was he thinking?
Could it be that what Mr. Ling’s boyfriend said about the relationship between Boss Yi and Yibao Auction Company were all true?
Boss Yi really has some collusion with Yibao Auction Company, so is his reaction so strange?
Thinking of this, everyone at the scene looked at Yijun and suddenly became extremely strange.
After Yijun saw it, his heart suddenly suddenly felt like something was wrong.
He wanted to say something, but at this time Ye Ming had already smiled and said to him: "Boss Yi, your throat
Has the inflammation healed?"
Yijun was extremely confused.
He wanted to say no.
But I know that saying this will only make people more suspicious of him.
But if you admit that you have recovered, the consequences will be serious.
For a moment, he suddenly felt extremely dilemma.
Finally, Yijun made a decision.
He shook his head and said, "No! My pharyngitis hasn't healed yet!"
In order to make people believe him, he also deliberately spoke with a high voice.
I want to make it sound like I haven't really recovered.
But because of the voice that everyone heard before, and the suspicion that everyone began to have towards him, now everyone no longer blindly believes and responds to his words, but still has doubts and doubts.
Is what he said true?
When Ye Ming heard this, he smiled, as if he was not surprised, and said: "Boss Yi, since your pharyngitis has not been cured yet, it proves that the treatment just now has not been completed. It seems that the golden cicada nymph will continue to treat you.
Get treatment.”
As he spoke, he gently squeezed half of the century-old wild ginseng in his hand.
In an instant, the golden cicada nymph jumped suddenly and jumped onto Yijun again.
And he jumped directly onto Yijun's neck.
He raised his mouthpart and stabbed his throat hard.
The sharp mouthparts pierced his flesh again and penetrated deep into his throat.
It gave him another severe sting!
But this time, it was a simple sting.
I no longer have the refreshing feeling I had before.
And the sting this time was countless times stronger than before.
It was completely beyond his tolerance.
He couldn't help opening his mouth and shouting.
"Ah! It hurts! It hurts!"
He couldn't help but want to reach out and slap the golden cicada nymph to death.
But my body became stiff and difficult to move.
He could only keep screaming in pain.
"It hurts! It hurts! Take it away! Don't let it bite me any more!"
"Quick! I don't need it to treat me! I don't need to treat my pharyngitis!"
Under the extreme pain, he couldn't care less about pretending to be hoarse as he shouted.
So much so that he even shouted out his normal voice, which was clearly heard by everyone present.