Sissi is a little girl who has no city and is simple and transparent. She is a little angel who is spoiled by God, and she has no hatred for Zhang He; For Wang Jingyan, she was not at all wary.

Wang Jingyan only used three words to get this little angel and asked her to agree to try the scar removal ointment left over from Zhang He's treatment of his gunshot wounds, Yuan Hongyu wanted to say something, but in the end he held back. Regardless of whether this ointment is really as magical as Wang Jingyan said, but when things get to this point, Zhang He will definitely not dare to stumble on Qianqian.

Under the coquettish urging of Sissi, Yuan Hongyu finally withdrew from the ward.

From front to back, the penetrating wound that was only half a point away from the heart made Wang Jingyan feel a palpitation involuntarily. Zhang He's medical skills are miraculous, but he is always just a doctor, not a god. If this bullet is half a point lower and crosses the heart, this cute and pure little Lori will be completely finished.

Wang Jingyan was full of pity, and gently applied scar removal ointment to Qianqian. Wang Jingyan originally planned to leave the scar removal ointment for Sissi, but when she thought of the uncles and aunts outside the door who were obviously hostile to her, Wang Jingyan still decided to make a few more trips and come to apply medicine to Sissi regularly. Otherwise, Zhang He is not here, and once the only remaining ointment is thrown away by the uncles and aunts as a harmful poison, the best treatment opportunity will be missed.

After applying the medicine, after carefully explaining to Qianqian and telling her not to let the ointment be wiped off, Wang Jingyan left Qianqian's VIP ward after a few polite words.

The ointment was applied, the effect was obvious, and the cool feeling made the pain on the wound of Qianqian soon be significantly reduced, and the simple Qianqian couldn't help but believe Wang Jingyan's words, no matter how the uncle and aunt insisted, she just didn't want to wipe off the ointment on the wound, and the helpless aunts and uncles had to call the doctor on duty. Fortunately, with her simplicity and stubbornness, Sissi persevered and did not waste the few ointments in Wang Jingyan's hands.

Wang Jingyan rushed back to the Rejuvenation Hall non-stop, but Zhang He fell into a fatal crisis. He was wrapped in a tail, surrounded by two deadly and ferocious animals.

Zhang He really couldn't understand why the Siberian tiger, a deadly and ferocious animal, appeared in the rainforest. Shouldn't this ferocious predator, this majestic king of beasts, be an endemic species that only exists in the Great Khing'an Mountains of China and Laomaozi's Siberia? How did you come out into the rainforest and roar loudly around you?

Zhang He's heart was trembling, his body was trembling, and cold sweat instantly soaked his whole body.

Beside him, under the smooth boulders, two Siberian tigers that must have weighed more than two hundred catties were grinning with blood, showing their fangs of Bai Sensen, and in the sun, they shimmered with penetrating light. An earth-shattering tiger roar resounded through the mountains and forests, shaking Zhang He's eardrums, and in the roar, a Siberian tiger squatted down, ready to launch a new impact.

Another sound shook the trees, startled the mountains trembling, frightened the beasts into a dead tiger roar, the Siberian tiger that squatted down, like an arrow from the string, rushed to the smooth mountain rock, its high jumping figure, made Zhang He tremble. The Siberian tiger's powerful limbs gave it amazing explosive power, and it jumped into more than half of the rocks, and with its powerful momentum and the ability to grasp any tiny raised claws, it rushed up like lightning and went straight to Zhang He.

Zhang He stared at the Siberian Tiger's cracked bloody mouth, tried his best to suppress the fear of turning around and fleeing, kicked out his right foot fiercely, and collided with the Siberian Tiger's rapidly stretched out right front paw, the tiger claw as sharp as a knife, at the moment of contact between the two sides, mercilessly scratched Zhang He's trousers in the fishing net, and with a "snort", he tore off a large piece of fabric, leaving several deep scratches on his calf.

Zhang He moved quickly, while blocking the tiger's claw, his right foot came out and kicked out again, but the Siberian tiger was not slow to react, at the moment when Zhang He kicked out, its left front paw immediately swung out, and Zhang He's right foot collided with it again, and once again left several bloody scratches on Zhang He's calf.

Fortunately, the mountain rock was smooth enough, and the Siberian tiger, which had been kicked twice in a row, finally lost its footing, and slid straight down the smooth mountain rock, and the tiger's claws like steel set off a piercing friction sound on the mountain rock.

A tiger landed, a tiger rushed up, this time the Siberian tiger rushed a lot smaller, it should be a female, but the height of its flight, and the terrifying impact speed, are no less than the male tiger that fell back to the ground.

The female tiger was much less powerful and fell with just one kick.

The female tiger fell, and the male tiger came again, leaving Zhang He with no respite at all.

With the passage of time, although the lower leg has been scratched and the skin is incomplete, and many wounds are even visible to the bone, what Zhang He feared the most finally did not happen, the beast is always a beast, even if it is the Siberian tiger, the king of beasts, it is no exception.

These two fierce Siberian tigers, only knew that one fell, and the other rushed up frantically, fighting Zhang He head-on, not knowing that he was outflanked before and after. Otherwise, Zhang He would definitely be dragged down the mountain by two tigers and buried in the tiger's mouth.

This confrontation lasted for more than half an hour, and the exhausted two tigers finally slowly left the mountain rock with an unwilling roar, giving up Zhang He, the unattainable prey.

The Siberian tiger was gone, and Zhang He was completely exhausted, sitting on the rocks with his buttocks, gasping for breath.

The blood on his calf was dripping, the severe pain was unbearable, and Zhang He, who had simply rested, had to forcibly operate the little innate true qi he had left, and treat his seriously injured calf.

Nima, it stands to reason that my brother should be able to kill these two beasts directly, right? While healing, Zhuge Xiongfeng couldn't help but think that he should have been frightened by the fierce reputation of the Siberian Tiger.

The time unconsciously became the noon of the scorching sun, and the scorching heat of the tropical rainforest made Zhang He sweat like rain, and Zhang He, who had not drunk a sip of water or eaten anything for seven or eight hours, felt that he was almost prostrating.

Zhang He was in dire need of water and food, and although he felt that he should be able to kill the two Siberian tigers, he still did not dare to leave the mountain rock easily.

He seriously reflected in his heart: this is a tropical rainforest full of dangers, and even a fierce beast like the Siberian tiger can appear here, so what else can't happen? Poisonous snakes, man-eating rats, terrible mosquitoes, wolves hiding somewhere, leeches from the sky, and Siberian tigers that suddenly appear, which one is easy to deal with?

It's daytime now, and I can still see the situation around me more or less, if it weren't for the stupidity of these two tigers, they had to roar twice before attacking, I'm afraid I would have died in the tiger's mouth? What if at night, when your vision is blurry, this man-eating beast suddenly appears? Where can I escape?

And the most important thing is that my vigilance is too poor, especially when sleeping, I can't react until I am in danger. No, if you go to sleep again, my brother must keep one eye open and one eye closed, and maintain a high enough vigilance.

After thinking of countermeasures, he felt that if he didn't drink water again, Zhang He would die of dehydration, and he wouldn't dare to waste his time on the rocks anymore, so he had to find the water source before it got dark. Otherwise, if he stayed up all night, he would have died in this terrifying primeval forest.

Zhang He vigilantly glanced around, and after carefully confirming that the two deadly Siberian tigers were no longer in the surrounding jungle, he slowly slid down the rocks and limped towards the unknown ahead.

The jungle was scorching hot, stuffy like a steamer, and before he walked a few hundred meters, Zhang He felt that he really couldn't walk. But the harsh facts made him have to endure more and more intense dizziness, and slowly and difficult Promise moved forward.

Slowly and cautiously walking down the steep hill to the foot of the mountain, Zhang He finally heard the sound of a gurgling stream. "Water." Zhang He couldn't help but be excited, and instantly forgot the rules of jungle survival he had formulated, and rushed to the direction where the sound of water came from.

Finally saw the stream, just under a smooth stone hillside.

Zhang He couldn't help but feel a burst of ecstasy, and rushed over with all his might, his feet slipped, and the tired Zhang He's body suddenly became unbalanced, and he rolled down the steep hillside.