Chapter 2794

Tang Xiao's face suddenly changed.

When did Feng Jingyu come out?

Isn't he still chatting with his father and second uncle?

Tang Sheng looked at Feng Jingyu who came over.

There was a smell of evil on the man. What he just said was calm, but it sounded like ridicule wrapped in anger.

Suddenly

Feng Jingyu winked at her, and Tang Sheng immediately turned petrified.

This man... Can you stretch the human device?!

Tang Xiao clenched his hand and looked at Feng Jingyu who had come near with an anger in some grievances.

Just when she wanted to say something, Tang Sheng stood up and looked at it subconsciously.

"Alas," Tang Sheng sighed, raised his lips and smiled, "it's really... Hitting the face! It's still real people hitting the face. It hurts!"

With that, Tang Sheng also realized his cheek.

"Tang Sheng..." Tang Xiao felt more worried.

Tang Sheng did smile, "to keep a calm and calm daughter of the Tang family leader, you can't break your manners under any circumstances!"

Tang Yi drooped her eyes, with a tolerant smile at the corners of her mouth. In her eyes, there was a cold mood.

Illegitimate children... Have no rights?!

Oh!

"Tang Yi, there's still a while to eat. You can bring it to me now!" Tang Sheng said.

"OK!" Tang Yi raised his eyes, got up, nodded slightly with Feng Jingyu, and left with Tang Sheng.

Feng Jingyu looked at Tang Sheng's back and seemed helpless, but he sighed faintly.

Tang Xiao looked at Feng Jingyu coldly. "It seems that every man likes a woman with a big wind and dust."

"Really?" Feng Jingyu took back his sight, looked at Tang Xiaoxie's hooked lips, and said slowly, "I don't like... A woman with a big wind and dust." he also looked at her up and down, which means it's obvious.

Suddenly, Tang Xiao's face became extremely embarrassed.

"Alas, originally came to call my Sheng Sheng to go back to the house to eat fruit." Feng Jing left with a murmur. In his tone, he was spoiled by some helplessness.

Tang Xiao stayed where he was, holding his hands again and again. Finally, looking at Tang Sheng who had gone far, his eyes were filled with vicious light.

……

Borneo.

Mo Jian limped along with the team on a twisted branch.

"Mo, are you ok?" a hybrid man asked back.

Mo Jian's face was not very good, but he still nodded with a smile. Then he looked at a half unconscious man on a stretcher made of temporary branches and leaves, and his eyebrows tightened.

"If it's no accident, you should be able to go out in four or five hours. Locke's situation is stable for the time being. You can't trust your own medical skills?" the man on the side was relieved.

Mo Jian heaved a sigh, and his heart was obviously heavy.

This time, there was some lack of preparation. One of the people in the company completely left the world, Locke was also seriously injured, and none of them was in good condition.

It is estimated that you can get out of the forest in four or five hours, but in the end, because of your physical state, you have two more hours.

Locke urgently needs surgery, but Mo Jian's hand is also hurt. He can't get a scalpel. It will be delayed to send him to the urban hospital.

"It's too late. Take it to the hospital. Locke is afraid..." Mo Jian looked at his hand and the simple clinic of the supply team outside, "I'll come!"

When he did, there was still a glimmer of hope, but he could be sent to the hospital. Locke was really hopeless.

People look at me and I look at you. At last, they all look at Mo Jian and look worried.

We have been together for many years. We are very relieved about Mo Jian's medical skills.

But now the situation is special

"That's it!" said the team leader. "Locke's situation can't be worse."

Everyone looked more dignified one by one.

Mo Jian's hand clenched slightly. It hurt so much that his nerves were shaking.

He really doesn't think he can do such a manual operation, but

"Mo ship!"

Suddenly, an excited voice came from a distance.

Before they could react, they saw a figure coming. Then they hugged Mo Jian.

No, not holding... It should be jumping on him, or a very flexible one.

"..." everyone was silent and looked at Mo Jian's twisted face because of the pain caused by the wound.

"Hahaha, I'm so lucky. Unexpectedly, I just arrived at your supply station and you just came out. Hahaha..." the popular one is happy.

Mo Jian also had a reaction. Just now his dignified face eased and said, "well, I think I'm also very lucky."

"Ha ha, isn't it?" the fashion let go of Mo Jian and patted him on the shoulder. "Do you want to... Eh, boy, are you hurt?!"

"I'm fine. You came just in time!" Mo Jian grabbed the popular one. "Someone here is injured. His ribs are inserted into his lungs. I want surgery. My hand is injured. Just in time. You come!"

Hearing the popularity, he suddenly pulled Mo Jian to a stop, "I'm here to find you, not to operate on people... No!"

He is very popular and has a strange temper. As long as he is not interested, he is not interested in other people's life and death. Mo Jian knows this very well.

"You didn't come to see me, did you?" Mo asked directly.

Although the little martial uncle met him several times when he was a teenager and occasionally contacted by telephone, he would never come to him for no reason.

"Of course not!" popular eyebrows, "I'm looking for you to ask..."

"It's easy. You save me first, and then we can talk about you looking for me, otherwise nothing will be discussed." Mo Jian directly interrupted the popular words.

"..." the popularity immediately stared.

"You think about it!" Mo Jian said with an uncompromising posture, "you only have half a minute to make a decision, otherwise I will go in and save people. I saved them. I'm sorry about your business. I'm not free."

"Can you operate on this hand?" the popular glanced at Mo Jian's hand.

"Can it be my business? You still have twenty seconds."

“……”

Mo Jian pinched his watch. As soon as 30 seconds arrived, he didn't ask. He turned and went to the clinic.

The fashion immediately blew his beard and stared, "OK, I'll make it for you."

Mo Jian immediately smiled, "I want people to live, otherwise everything will be free."

"Shit, you unfilial disciple, don't go too far!" the fashion jumped.

Mo Jian shrugged with an attitude of 'what can you do to me'.

"When I come out, I'll settle accounts with you!" the fashion pointed to Mo Jian, gritted his teeth, and turned to the clinic.

"Mo?" the leader looked at the popularity and went to the clinic before he came forward and asked, "is he?"

"With him, Locke can be pulled back by him as long as he has a breath." Mo Jian didn't say much about his popular identity.

"So cow?" someone was surprised.

Mo Jian nodded and raised his eyebrows.

Yes, uncle Shizu is very good.

It is conceivable that he can be accepted as a closed disciple by the ghost doctor who has retired as an exception.

At the same time

Los Angeles, look at the information.

Popular: just came here and just came out. I haven't had time to be happy. He coerced me to have a small operation to insert my ribs into my lungs? Am I the one who does such a small operation?