A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life

Wu Dahu really wanted to say that even if he wanted to try, he, a man with rough skin and thick flesh, should try, but it was obvious that he had reached the point where he could not ride a tiger. Qinghan gently pushed it down.

After Song Qinghan landed, the big python didn't seem to let go of him, and even made a move to take him away.

He hurriedly raised his head and shouted at the top: "Come down quickly, the little snake will attack you after it leaves!"

What he didn't expect was that the old man burning fire jumped down before Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan, followed by Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan.

At this time, the boa constrictor had already started to swim forward, as if it didn't see Wu Dahu and the three of them, Song Qinghan let Song Qinghan sit firmly on it, and quickly walked towards the darker and darker front.

Seeing the boa constrictor leave, the little snakes around rushed towards them like crazy, Wu Dahu grabbed the old man and Yuan Wenxuan one by one, and quickly followed behind the boa constrictor.

Both the old man and Yuan Wenxuan knew that this was a moment of life and death, so they didn't dare to say a word, but silently adjusted their pace so that they would not be a drag on Wu Dahu.

If they don't live up to their expectations, even if Wu Dahu leaves them here, they have no right to complain.

A little further on, the ground became obviously wet, and the sound of dripping water rang in their ears.

Song Qinghan was fine on the boa constrictor, he didn't feel that wet feeling, but the soles of Wu Dahu and Yuan Wenxuan's shoes were completely soaked in the water, and every step seemed extremely difficult.

Although the old man was young, his physical strength was weak, and he obviously couldn't keep up after walking for a while. Seeing that Wu Dahu and the others were still running wildly, he couldn't help but said, "Don't be so fast, wait for me, they won't go into the water."

Wu Dahu paused, subconsciously looked back at him, and saw that he was panting and supporting his waist, without saying a word, he actually stood still and waited for him.

Song Qinghan's speed couldn't be controlled by himself, but when the python realized that Yuan Wenxuan couldn't keep up, it quietly slowed down, allowing Yuan Wenxuan to appear in Song Qinghan's sight.

After doing this for an unknown amount of time, a light suddenly appeared in front of them. Song Qinghan knew that it was the exit, his heart was agitated, and a gleam of gratitude flashed in his eyes.

They really escaped, really from the hands of the devil...

The light gradually grew bigger, and when Song Qinghan saw the black spot in the center of the light, he slowly suppressed the smile on his face, his throat became tighter and tighter, as if being strangled by someone with a big hand.

The boa constrictor also seemed to realize something, and suddenly stopped its marching trend, and looked at that person together with Song Qinghan.

Song Qinghan frowned, and said coldly: "How do you know? It's impossible for the little snakes to report so quickly, and those are all little snakes that you haven't had time to train, just like your spare sons, aren't they? ?"

Konoha looks wet, I don't know if it's raining outside, or if I accidentally fell in the ditch before.

He twitched the corners of his mouth sullenly, staring at Song Qinghan with a pair of emotionless eyes, and said slowly: "Guess? Do you really think you can escape from my grasp?"

Seeing that he was alone, Song Qinghan gradually calmed down, and said coldly, "Do you want to use the less to fight the more, or use the weak to fight the strong?"

"I'm afraid it's neither."

The voice of the old man burning the fire suddenly came from behind him, Song Qinghan's heart tightened, and he hurriedly turned around to look back. When he saw Wu Dahu's helpless eyes and Yuan Wenxuan's terrified expression, his face sank, and he looked at the man who was holding Yuan Wenxuan hostage. The old man who burned the fire said: "You have been lying to us, so you are the one who tipped off the news?"

Although he used the sentence pattern of interrogative sentences, his tone was clear and affirmative.

Seeing that he had already reacted, the old man who burned the fire took Yuan Wenxuan to the direction of Konoha, his face was numb, and he said in a low voice: "You shouldn't have left, there are still such important things to do, how can you leave?"

"Important?" Song Qinghan repeated, and sneered, "Are you referring to helping your father with surgery, or asking me to kill him?"

The old man who burned the fire paused, and said without hesitation: "Of course it is an operation, how could I let you kill my father, don't provoke discord!"

Song Qinghan glanced at him meaningfully, then pointed at him suddenly and said to Konoha, "I can continue to operate for you, provided that I use his internal organs."

Konoha narrowed his eyes slowly, looked at the flustered expression on the old man's face, and said in a deep voice: "Do you think I will make this stupid decision at this time? He is on my side."

When he finished speaking, the old man burning fire had already held Yuan Wenxuan to his side.

Song Qinghan didn't make a sound, watching the old man burning fire suddenly raised his hand, and smiled with the corner of his mouth open.

Konoha's body collapsed suddenly, but he didn't fall to the ground as everyone expected, but fell into the other arm of the burning old man.

He looked down at Konoha's exquisite face, and there was a frenzy on his face, and he whispered: "I finally got it, I finally got it..."

After saying this, he suddenly raised his head to look at Song Qinghan, and said in a deep voice: "Go ahead, turn me into him, and I will let you go."

No one else appeared, and Konoha was really in a hurry when he came over, and he didn't have time to explain to others.

Seeing that Song Qinghan was silent, he sneered, let go of Yuan Wenxuan, and said expressionlessly: "Do you really think you can get away from here? Or, do you really think that python is from your side?"

As soon as the words fell, a strange hissing sound suddenly came out of his mouth, which sounded a bit like the sound of a boa constrictor spitting out snake letters.

After hearing this sound, the boa constrictor looked irritable. It kept waving its long tail, hitting the wall one after another, and falling dust.

Seeing the docile python suddenly attacking him, Song Qinghan's heart tightened, but he still didn't show anything on his face, and said in a deep voice, "This is a game you set up."

Probably the joy of success has gone to the head of the old man who burned the fire. He looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "I didn't expect it? He thought that everyone obeyed him, but in fact I have arranged everything quietly, just wait for it." At this moment, take everything from him!"

As expected, like father, like son, all are madmen.

Song Qinghan took out his own baggage, revealed the scalpel inside, and said calmly: "Are you so sure that the python will be loyal to you?"

A flash of self-satisfaction flashed in the eyes of the burning old man, he reached out and touched the python's torso, and said softly: "Of course, I grew up with it, know its mood, and even know its language, it is not loyal to who I am loyal to ?”