Mo Lan would never reveal his martial arts skills to others easily, and this time he was really anxious. He thought he could keep Jiao Xiaoliu in his heart and just guard her silently, but when he heard that she was injured,
Mo Lan actually began to hate Feng Qianchen for not protecting her well.
After asking Xiaoxiao Jiao Xiaoliu where he was, Mo Lan even sped up as if the wind was blowing from his feet. People on the street looked sideways, and some people who recognized Mo Lan actually exclaimed. "That's Mo Lan."
Miraculous doctor Lan Mo..."
"Where? Where?" Someone immediately echoed. Celebrities, no matter what era they are in, attract much attention.
"The one who flew by just now seemed to be carrying someone with him..."
"Ah? Taking someone with you? Probably to save lives..."
"should be……"
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Of course, Mo Lan couldn't hear these discussions because his speed was too fast. It was really difficult for the person who could see him clearly.
Xiaoxiao had never had this kind of experience before. Due to the speed, she actually felt nauseous, "Master, can you slow down a little? I, I want to vomit..." Mo Lan's speed did not slow down.
He just stretched out his other hand and gently tapped Xiaoxiao's shoulder. Xiaoxiao opened his mouth, but nothing could be said...
Mo Lan had selfish motives for getting rid of Bu Qingyun. He wanted to rush to Jiao Xiaoliu as quickly as possible and then take her away. He thought to himself that the speed under his feet was faster. He reached the 'Zangxiang Pavilion' as quickly as possible.
In front of Xiaoxiao's room door, Mo Lan pushed Xiaoxiao away and untied her vagina. Xiaoxiao immediately ran to the side and vomited wildly.
Just thinking about seeing Jiao Xiaoliu soon, Mo Lan felt his heart beating so hard. Taking a deep breath, Mo Lan opened the door of Xiaoxiao's room, and then froze there.
There is a saying that "Ideals are full, reality is skinny." Although Mo Lan has never heard of this sentence, he feels this way now because he saw Feng Qianchen sitting next to the bed when he entered the door.
Hearing the sound coming from the door, Feng Qianchen looked up and saw Mo Lan who was stunned there. An unconscious smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He stood up and took a step forward, "Doctor Mo, since you are here
Well, that saves me from having to invite you..." His eyes dimmed, "She was seriously injured."
Looking across Feng Qianchen at Jiao Xiaoliu who had no color on his face on the bed, Mo Lan clenched and unclenched his fist in his right hand, "You bastard!" Mo Lan finally couldn't hold it back and rushed forward to give Feng Qianchen a hand.
With one punch, blood immediately oozed from the corners of Feng Qianchen's mouth.
Feng Qianchen wiped the corners of his mouth with his hand, and his face became extremely ugly, "You are looking for death!"
Mo Lan burst out laughing, "Kill her if you can. Look at her appearance now..." Mo Lan pointed at Jiao Xiaoliu who was lying on the bed, "No one can save her except me..." Mo Lan pointed at Jiao Xiaoliu who was lying on the bed.
Before Lan could finish speaking, he felt a burning pain on the left side of his face and looked at Feng Qianchen in disbelief.
Feng Qianchen waved his hand and said, "This punch is returned to you. I order you to help her heal immediately."
Mo Lan changed his usual gentle and jade-like demeanor and spat, "You said I would treat you if you asked me to? Feng Qianchen, you take yourself too seriously."
"What do you want?" Feng Qianchen's eyes narrowed, and the left side of his face was swollen due to Mo Lan's punch just now, which looked very funny.
