0 Close Call 2

After the deputy director went out, Feng Wu had a few more inscription bombs in her hand.

Taking advantage of the deputy manager's inattention, she quietly stuffed the inscription bomb under Leng Yexiao's bed and in the quilt.

Inscription bombs come in big and small.

The big one is as big as a football, and the small one is as small as a fist.

The inscription bomb Feng Wu placed in Leng Yexiao's quilt was actually only the size of a fist, and it wouldn't be visible at all if he hadn't specially lifted the quilt.

After Feng Wu made some special arrangements, most of the time has passed.

Feng Wu is preparing with both hands, just in case.

However, what Feng Wu didn't notice was that at this moment, Leng Yexiao, who was under the quilt, moved his fingers slightly.

Even his eyeballs turned slightly.

It's just that he hasn't fully woken up yet.

At this moment, there was a sound of footsteps outside.

Sure enough, Doctor Mulan pushed Mr. Zuoqiu, who was in a wheelchair, to come in together.

Feng Wu's eyes swept across Mr. Zuoqiu's face.

This Mr. Zuoqiu, who was invincible in Dongsang Country and ranked third in the public, although his face was pale at the moment, his face was cold and solemn, his eyes were as deep as water, and he could not see the depth.

Being stared at by him, there is a kind of secret hidden deep in the heart that has been revealed.

The phoenix dance, which is also a loss, has excellent psychological quality.

When Mr. Zuoqiu's electric gaze came to her, she handled it just right with a Mu Yan mentality.

Therefore, as careful as Mr. Zuoqiu, he did not notice anything wrong with Feng Wu.

Doctor Mulan's hand left Mr. Zuoqiu's wheelchair, and she took out a liquid medicine from her arms.

There was a wave in Feng Wu's lowered eyes.

Being able to refine medicinal liquid that is as light as water is enough to show that Mu Lan's medical skills are no less than hers.

Feng Wu took two steps forward and stood in front of the magical doctor Mu Lan, and said faintly, "Master, take care of Mr. Zuoqiu, and I will help you."

Divine Doctor Mu Lan prepared to hand over the medicinal liquid to Feng Wu without saying a word.

However, before her hand was stretched out, Mr. Zuoqiu frowned slightly, and he said categorically, "Mu Lan, come here."

After Muyan missed the last time, Mr. Zuoqiu lost all trust in her.

Divine Doctor Mulan saw that his apprentice was drooping his head, so he reached out and patted her shoulder and encouraged, "You have to work hard to eliminate other people's doubts about you, you know?"

"Oh" Feng Wu stood aside, her head lowered, very aggrieved.

Her original plan was to take the medicinal liquid from the magical doctor Mulan, and then take the opportunity to replace the medicinal liquid, but now this plan has been declared a failure, and Feng Wu is starting to feel a little nervous.

Because she has only one last chance left.

Mr. Zuoqiu on the side urged "Mu Lan, what are you waiting for"

Once injected, Leng Yexiao's illness will be cured, and he will be able to wake up, so

Mr. Zuoqiu was afraid of unforeseen branches, so he kept urging Mu Lan.

Mu Lan wanted to give the opportunity to her apprentice, but who asked Mr. Zuoqiu to rush her, she could only glance at her apprentice and finally stood beside Leng Yexiao.

And at this moment, the cold night owl

He was in a state of being awake.

His eyes were opened a little before, and his mind was clear, so he knew exactly what was in his quilt or even under his bed.

So he desperately tried to wake up.

But the more anxious he was, the more disordered the spiritual energy in his body was, and in the end, Leng Yexiao's entire body was stiff.