Volume One, Chapter 91: A Surgical Genius Like Comrade Lin Must Not Be Missed
Captain Lan was nearly beside himself with anxiety. If both of Yang Gang’s legs were ruined, how could he ever explain it to his superiors? He hurriedly grabbed the walkie-talkie to report the situation. The county hospital had been notified, but since there was no road here, even if medical staff rushed over, it would be too late. The hospital’s suggestion was to carry him on a stretcher to the hospital, as that would save precious time. Captain Lan was as frantic as a fish tossed into a boiling pan.
Jing Rui glanced at Xu Junyu, utterly at a loss for what could or couldn’t be said at this moment. Naturally, Han Yingxue could not have guessed why Old Madam Han was feeling so delighted at this particular time. It wasn’t until the competition had mostly ended and the truth had been unraveled that the forum had already exploded with discussion.
She had never made any secret of her relationship with Shen Qianhang; anyone who followed her knew she had a handsome boyfriend. But today, he hadn’t forced her or tried to stop her—even when he saw her in Situ Ze’s arms, the only thing he felt was pain, nothing but pain, without a trace of resistance.
On such a quiet night, Yihuan spoke for quite a while, every word making Qin Mo’s heart pound with alarm. He felt he must take care of this child himself, for if anything were to happen, he would never forgive himself. After so many years of steadfastness and protection for Liang Luo, even now he remained unwavering. Could he trust him?
He had called her countless times today, the phone growing hot in his hand, but it was always switched off. Only now did Han Yingxue finally realize what Murong Yinyin’s true intention was.
Xia Mingxiu, upon hearing this, furrowed his brow and leaned back on the sofa, lost in thought for a long while. At last, as if something came to mind, he stared at Yuan Yao for a long time, his expression complicated.
As the light grew ever brighter and more blinding, the unprecedented height left Yudie’s heart pounding with dread; her iridescent wings trembled slightly. Watching from above, Xie Qiao could not help but feel a wave of anxiety.
“Well done, Xiao! Beautifully handled!” Park Haecho shouted sincerely as he piloted his fighter jet past him.
“A beast? Which foreign king dares to challenge us so brazenly?” Meng Yuan slammed his fist on the table, his fangs bared.
“Hmph! That night, we drugged Fei Liangyan and forced him to drink—how could it possibly be him? No one knows better than I do how potent that drug is. Stop trying to fool me,” Peter replied coolly.
But he also understood that subduing his opponent’s strength so easily was only possible due to the advantage of the five elements. If the other party had wielded fire, he might not have been able to restrain him at all.
The dazzling glare stung Cui Feng’s eyes. In desperation, he twisted his body with all his might, but the brilliant golden light in the tiger warrior’s hand swept across Cui Feng’s side, scraping away a large chunk of flesh like a rasp.
“My goodness, Old Bear, have you lost your mind?” The Fire Wolf chieftain’s fur bristled with goosebumps, and he quickly dodged away. What on earth was this? Had he eaten something strange by mistake?
The cave was naturally formed, with a narrow entrance but a spacious interior—enough to accommodate a dozen people—a sealed space.
“Sister Ya is truly thoughtful. In that case, I won’t go for now. If you see anything interesting, bring one back for me, won’t you?” Xian’er gave a forlorn smile.
Of course, at this moment, Yin Feng was in the highest of spirits. Another five spirit coins fell into his lap with ease—two consecutive wins had already earned him ten coins in total, which was equivalent to a month’s mission reward.
The old imperial physician left slowly, harboring a hope that the slower he walked, the longer their lives might last.
“Moming, did you say she is your mother?” After the initial surprise, Feng Yufei immediately grabbed Moming and pressed for answers.
Oh, what a penniless master! I, Fortunate One, must have been cursed for eight lifetimes to end up with you! If you can’t protect me, fine, but must I also be the one to protect you?