Deserted Island: The Survival Journey of a Beautiful President

When Mo Qing opened his eyes again, it was already three days later.

He miraculously found that he was not dead, but was still lying on the hospital bed.

Looking at the ceiling, his brain seemed to be on standby, and it took a long time before his thoughts came back.

At this moment, he remembered what happened before he fell into a coma.

It was Han Ling who carried him on his back and took him to the doctor despite the scorching sun and exhaustion.

Thinking of this, Mo Qing looked around, trying to find the person he was thinking of.

Turning around to look, only to find a sleeping person lying on the bed.

She didn't sleep very well, her brows were furrowed, as if she had a nightmare.

Mo Qing stretched out his rusty arm with difficulty, and gently stroked the black hair of the person next to him.

She looked thinner again.

Under his gentle touch, Ren'er's frowning brows eased.

It seemed that the movement was a little too big, and Han Ling woke up not long after.

When she saw Mo Qing sitting on the bed smiling, her slightly parted lips were trembling, and she stood up excitedly.

"Mo Qing, you bastard, you finally woke up"

Han Ling's tears fell down.

Mo Qing looked distressed, took her little hand, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm sorry, I made you worry!"

When he touched her palm, he saw the bandage wrapped around her palm.

"You suffered, do you still hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt anymore, it's just a small injury, nothing serious"

Mo Qing reached out to wipe the tears from the corners of his woman's eyes, "My wife is beautiful even if she is crying!"

"loquacious"

Han Ling had a shy face, and the corners of his mouth could not stop rising.

During the past few days when Mo Qing was in a coma, she stayed by her side to take care of him all the time. Even though she herself was injured all over, she was unwilling to invite a nurse.

Because she was afraid that outsiders would not take care of her wholeheartedly, she would do everything about Mo Qing herself.

After that, Han Ling called the doctor and conducted a series of examinations on Mo Qing.

After confirming that there was no major problem, she was completely relieved.

After the doctor left, Zhang Yiming and others who heard the news also came to visit.

"Old Mo, I told you that you are a bastard, and you won't die that easily." Zhang Yiming rushed into the ward happily, and opened his arms, "Come, let Dad hug you, my big boy!"

With a dark face, Mo Qing pushed him away, "Go away, I'm already lying in the hospital, and you still want to take advantage of me, be yourself!"

Zhang Yiming said with a smile: "Aren't you all right?"

Zhang Cheng was carrying a fruit basket, "Old Mo, you just woke up so radiant. Your body is recovering well. I bought some fruit for you. I didn't know what kind of fruit you like, so I just chose some."

"Hey, come here as soon as you say, what else do you want to buy?" Mo Qing took the fruit basket while being polite, and then said to Zhang Yiming: "Look at this family, I know how to buy gifts when I visit patients.
Is it okay for you to come here empty-handed? "

"Who said I didn't buy it, I also bought fruit"

"Where can it be?"

"I ate all of it on the way here. I thought you had just recovered from a serious illness and you must have no appetite, so I will help you digest it first." Zhang Yiming patted his belly and burped.

Mo Qing rolled a big white eye at him.

Everyone made jokes, and everything returned to the original state.

"Hey, by the way, Lingling, how did I come to the hospital?"

Although at that time, when Han Ling walked to the road with Mo Qing on his back, he was already in a coma, and he didn't know what to do next.

But it is certain that with Han Ling's ability alone, it is absolutely impossible to forcefully carry him to the hospital.

By the time she arrives, I guess I'll be chilled out long ago.

Zhang Yiming chuckled and said, "It's all thanks to my sharp eyes!"

Three days ago, because he couldn't find Mo Qing and Han Ling for a long time, Zhang Cheng got in touch with a helicopter again.

Helicopters search together with ground rescue vehicles to increase the search range.

At that time, Zhang Cheng and Zhang Yiming were sitting in the helicopter.

When the helicopter flew to the edge of the road, Zhang Yiming found two people lying on the road.

The helicopter then made an emergency landing and took the two to an urban hospital.

It was also thanks to them owning this helicopter, which saved a lot of time and distance, and finally rescued Mo Qing before everything was irreversible.

Zhang Cheng said rather fortunately: "You are also really lucky. Only the hospital in Jizan in the surrounding urban area has the anti-venom that is suitable for the snake that bit you.
And the doctor said, if it is 10 minutes later, there will be no way to recover."

"That's why I keep saying that my buddy is a bastard, a thousand-year-old 8-year-old tortoise, but he can't die." Zhang Yiming patted Mo Qing's shoulder and laughed.

Mo Qing ignored his words, but looked around. At this moment, the people in the room were all his own people, no outsiders.

"Old Zhang, do you know about the Guilty Crown?"

Zhang Cheng nodded, "You mean the crown you brought back? I have invited an expert to appraise it, and the result should be available in a few days."

"Old Mo, I heard that the crown can sell for at least [-] million US dollars, is it true or not?" Zhang Yiming asked in a low voice.

"I don't know, but that's what the guy who wanted to kill me said so"

"If we can really sell for [-] million, then wouldn't we be developed!" Zhang Yiming's eyes lit up.

"A reminder, in the Great Food Country, such cultural relics belong to the state and must be handed over."

Zhang Cheng's words undoubtedly poured cold water on Zhang Yiming.

"Damn, [-] million is handed over like this?" Zhang Yiming's eyes widened, "Can't we hide it secretly?"

"It's really not good, let's be honest, this thing has been targeted by people, and everyone is inquiring about it,
If you keep it for yourself, the danger will only be greater, and there are countless things like killing people and seizing treasures," Zhang Cheng reminded.

Mo Qing waved his hand, "Turn it in, just turn it in, we can't force anything that doesn't belong to us."

He didn't want to put the people around him in danger again because of a crown.

"Well, there is another thing." Zhang Cheng took out his mobile phone and showed Mo Qing a few photos, "Are these the people who chased you in the desert?"

Mo Qing looked at the familiar faces in the photo, it was Tony and Tom, "Yes, that's them"

"These few are well-known thieves in the world. They often visit various ancient tombs. They have been wanted for a long time. I didn't expect you to solve them."

Zhang Cheng hooked Mo Qing's shoulder with a smile, "Old Mo, why don't you join me in Interpol? Look, we haven't known each other for two months.
First, you helped me deal with the gangsters on the ocean-going ship, and now you have also dealt with four international wanted criminals. I think you have the talent for this team!

At least it can be called a walking Edogawa Conan! "

"Correct me, those four died due to internal strife, and it has nothing to do with me." Mo Qing said, "I just want to go home now and live a peaceful life."

Zhang Cheng shrugged and stopped persuading.

Two days later, the results of the identification of the crown came out.