Gu Wei gave Chu Yun a piece of soft leather to bite into, which immediately alarmed him. Even more so when he said, "so you don't bite through your tongue."
Xiao Zai's fingers tightened around Chu Yun's, his palm growing sweaty.
Next, Gu Wei told him to inhale deeply from a pungent smelling vial.
"This will numb the pain somewhat."
At that Chu Yun let out a relieved sigh, already feeling his mind grow syrupy and foggy.
"But it still won't be enough, and you must be prepared for the pain and hold still."
Ah, so much for that, then.
Gu Wei looked up into Xiao Zai's eys, "You must hold his shoulders down and keep him in place, don't let go of him."
Chu Yun swallowed drily, as Xiao Zai moved behind him and knelt behind his head, clamping his hands down on his shoulders, pushing them flush down onto the mattress.
