"Uncle, what are you doing?"

"For people who take sleeping pills, one is to induce vomiting, and the other is to wake them up as soon as possible and not let them fall asleep."

While explaining, Yu Zhiming took a bottle of water, unscrewed the lid, came to the other side of the man, put his hand along the man's neck, and poured water into his mouth that was opened by a branch.

"Zeng Yan, poke his armpit like I just did."

"The neurons there are densely packed, which can produce a strong sense of pain without causing much damage to the body."

Zeng Yan picked up the pointed branch dyed red.

She silently muttered "This is to save people" and "This is a test" in her heart. She gritted her teeth and stabbed the man under the arm...

Yu Zhiming gave the man two bottles of water, then turned him over, put his knee on his stomach, put his head down, and started slapping him to induce vomiting...

The induction of vomiting went smoothly, and soon the man vomited out a lot of stuff that smelled sour.

This result made Yu Zhiming feel a little relieved.

It seems that the man took the medicine after eating a big meal.

Fortunately it's not on an empty stomach!

Fortunately, I didn’t drink either!

Alcohol will not only accelerate the dissolution and absorption of drugs, but also promote blood flow, allowing the drugs to take effect faster.

Yu Zhiming gave the man all the water they brought and induced vomiting three times in total.

Then, under Zeng Yan's unbearable witness, Yu Zhiming gave the man cruel pain to wake him up.

In addition to pricking the armpits, they also pricked the fingers...

Zeng Yan's heart twitched as she watched, and couldn't help but think that if her uncle traveled back in time to ancient times, he would definitely become a cruel torture expert.

Yu Zhiming's "cruelty" is still effective.

The man finally woke up from the stimulation.

However, he was obviously in a state of confusion, almost sleepwalking, not knowing where he was or who he was.

This is great news for Yu Zhiming, at least he doesn’t have to carry him down the mountain.

He supported the man, mainly relying on his own strength, to stagger down the mountain path.

Zeng Yan followed behind with a sharp branch.

As soon as Yu Zhiming shouted "prick", Zeng Yan pricked the man's buttocks hard until bleeding was the standard.
Chapter completed!