A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Qin Sanmu said, "well," as if he had a doctor from abroad last night, many of our problems would have been solved and our plan would have been speeded up if he could have obeyed. "

"How did it work? Why don't you just bring it in? What if something goes wrong? "

The man's tone seemed to be a little aggressive, so Qin Sanmu's tone also cooled down and said in a deep voice: "the leader is close to him. How can I bring him in? But he will come in by himself. The bait has been put down. You should pay more attention to the northwest corner these two days

"For the iceberg snow lotus? Hehe, it seems that I want to get rich and crazy, and I don't want to die. But just as it happens, I'm going to get a flower to eat. I'll do it right away. "

Hearing them talk about themselves like this, song QingHan's mood is very complicated, but from their conversation, he can basically be sure that the growth of iceberg snow lotus in the northwest corner is true.

Qin Sanmu said something else to the man. Maybe after the skill of a cup of tea passed, the sound of footsteps gradually amplified. Although song QingHan knew that his hiding place would not be found, his heart was still like the beating of war drums. After they passed by, they quietly breathed a sigh of relief.

After a while, a light footstep sounds. Song QingHan knows that this is the man who sent the Qin family out. After he goes in, song QingHan finally moves and becomes stiff. He looks around and walks outside.

When he walked out of the dark cave, he suddenly felt a sense of survival in his heart. He raised his head to block his eyes, narrowed his eyes and looked around him. Seeing that there was nothing wrong with him, he walked out.

It is estimated that Qin Sanmu and they have been walking for a long time. After he sends out the signal bomb, the big leader can take people to stop them on the way.

He took the flare out of his arms, raised his hand, and banged.

Not the sound of a flare, but the sound of a flare falling to the ground.

Song QingHan covered his aching hand and suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Sanmu not far away. After seeing him turning the catapult on his hand leisurely and leisurely, he felt tight in his heart and said subconsciously, "why haven't you left yet?"

Qin Sanmu came slowly, picked up the signal bomb from the ground, put it in his hand for a while, and said with a half smile: "if I leave, won't I be in your scheme?"

Song QingHan quickly swept around. Seeing other people coming out of the tree at some time, song QingHan unconsciously stepped back a step and said calmly: "what are you talking about? Why can't I understand? I just came to pick the iceberg and snow lotus. Didn't you make an appointment with me yesterday

For today's plan, only drag, although the signal bomb did not send out, delay may not be effective, but song QingHan still prayed for miracles.

Qin Sanmu picked his eyebrows, as if he didn't see through song QingHan's inner thoughts, or saw through them, but didn't want to pierce them. He patiently said, "I asked you to pick them, but I didn't let you send a signal bomb. If you sent it just now, wouldn't it be very difficult for us to do it?"

Song QingHan turned his head to see the "mountain ghosts" coming out of the cave. He felt that his throat was a little tight. He squeezed out a smile and tried to be kind: "I think we have a chance to cooperate. It sounds like you need a doctor to solve some problems..."

Qin Sanmu nodded in Song QingHan When he thought he would agree, his face suddenly sank and said with a grim smile, "but we don't need a doctor who is brave enough to want to harm us!"

Seeing him approaching himself, song QingHan was not good at heart, so he turned and ran.

However, as a female man, his physical strength was not as good as that of a normal man. Besides, he had been holding a posture in the cave for too long, and his body had been stiff for a long time. Therefore, he was caught by Qin Sanmu before he ran a few steps and threw him to the ground.

Fortunately, the snow is soft, song QingHan fell on the ground and immediately rolled, got up and went on running.

An arrow "whizzed" into the snow at Song QingHan's feet, which scared him to avoid it subconsciously, and his body rolled to the ground driven by inertia.

Qin Sanmu chuckled, slowly took back the hand holding the crossbow, raised his eyebrow and said, "still running? I don't mind playing with you a little longer. "

Song QingHan's eyes narrowed, fixed to look at the arrow slot, tentatively stood up, slowly back.

Another arrow accurately shot at Song QingHan's feet, raising a piece of snow and mud, which fascinated song QingHan's eyes.

He clenched his fists and ran behind a tree. Several times, he passed Qin Sanmu's arrows.

He has been counting the number of arrows in his heart. When he reaches six, he suddenly reaches out his hand from behind the tree, aiming at Qin Sanmu's direction, and quickly presses the switch of the crossbow on his wrist.

Qin Sanmu's smile fixed on his face, slowly lowered his head and looked at the sharp arrow running through his abdomen. The expression on his face changed rapidly and finally turned into anger.

"You! Give it to me! Take him alive! I will make him worse than dead

Song, I'm not happy to see you.Qin Sanmu is the only one nearest to him. After being hit by the arrow, Qin Sanmu naturally can't continue to chase him. As for other people, even at this time, they are far behind song QingHan.

Seeing the exit of the snow forest in front of him, song QingHan felt happy before he had time. His heart suddenly contracted, his legs softened and he collapsed on the ground.

He looked blankly at the sky which was divided into small pieces by the trees. When he saw the colorful halo appearing in the sky, he finally realized what had happened to him. He slowly closed his eyes and murmured: "drug addicts, it's not the right time..."

the tinnitus sounded, as if he wanted to penetrate his head. He bent his knees and shrunk himself into a ball, as if he wanted to bury himself in it In the snow, keep drilling down.

Fuzzy, around the sound of fighting and screaming, a soft force will hold him up, Wu Dahu's voice sounded.

"Xiaohan, wake up! Don't be afraid. I'm here. It's OK

Song QingHan slowly raised the corner of his mouth and said to himself, "hallucinations are good. No wonder they are addicted...

he held out his hand and held the" Wu Dahu "in his arms with great force, as if he wanted to melt himself into the body of" Wu Dahu ".

Wu Dahu looked down at Song QingHan's flushed face. His eyes were full of worry. He tightly clasped his hands and raised his head to say to the big leader: "are you sure he will be OK soon?"

The big leader "um" said, looking at the posture of the two people hugging together, turned his head to cover up the envious color flashing through his eyes, and decisively said, "it will be OK. Doctor song knows how to treat this disease."

After getting his assurance, Wu Dahu put a little bit of the big stone in his heart, took a look at the blood and stumps on the ground, and said to the big leader without any expression: "then I'll go back first, and you can deal with it slowly."

With that, he took song QingHan into the sleigh and ran away quickly.

After taking back his sight, the big leader stepped on Qin Sanmu's chest and said in a sharp voice, "why did you give him that food? What's your secret? "

Qin Sanmu vomited blood and looked at the big leader. He opened his mouth and laughed. He said, "you should ask him why he ate that thing? If he doesn't eat, I won't relax my vigilance, and I won't be hurt by him... Ha ha, if you want to know, you can go in and see for yourself

Seeing his tough appearance, the leader was angry and laughed. He kicked him faintly and said to the humanity around him: "tie him up and surround the entrance and exit of the forest. Don't let anything go out from here."

When song QingHan opened his eyes and saw Wu Dahu's concerned face in front of him, he subconsciously closed his eyes and said to himself, "why hasn't the illusion subsided? It's becoming more and more realistic..."

Wu Dahu laughed and helped him tuck in the quilt corner with heartache. He whispered, "if you're too tired, you can sleep again, but it's better to get up and eat something."

After a while, when Wu Dahu thought song QingHan would not open his eyes, he suddenly straightened up, grabbed Wu Dahu's hand, widened his eyes and said, "are you really?"

Seeing that his eyes were full of disbelief, Wu Dahu put down his bowl, held him in his arms, patted his back and comforted him: "of course it is true. You left without saying a word. How can I put my heart down? What's the point of living with a little stone if there's something wrong? Fortunately, I finally caught up with you. You don't know how painful it was when I saw you lying on the ground...

Song QingHan smelled the familiar smell of Wu Dahu, and his tears seemed to be broken.

He held Wu Dahu tightly. He was sad and happy. He said, "you're OK. I'm fine. It's good."

"By the way, the whereabouts of the iceberg Saussurea have been found. It's in the northwest corner of the forest just now. Let's go and pick it up now."

Wu Dahu grabbed him and said, "your body has just slowed down. Let's have a rest. Anyway, iceberg snow lotus has no feet and can't run away."

With that, he picked up the bowl, gently scooped a spoonful of hot porridge, carefully blew it, and then fed it to song QingHan's mouth.

Song QingHan stopped and sat down obediently. Like a child, he was fed a whole bowl of hot porridge by Wu Dahu.

Four eyes, a room speechless, but not embarrassed or cold.

After song QingHan finished his porridge, the big leader also came back with his people. Qin Sanmu's vitality was strong enough. The arrow was still inserted in his abdomen, and there was no sign of excessive blood loss for the time being.

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