Mo Fan stood up and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and slapped his chest with his other hand. These people are so ruthless, they almost killed him. It seems that these can't be left behind, and it's a scourge after all. Mo Fan put away his thoughts, looked at Mo Lan pitifully and said, "Sister, let's get rid of them quickly, I want to kill your brother." ”

Mo Lan felt that something was wrong, and kept staring at Mo Fan's eyes, Mo Fan would never speak like this. Is this Mo Fan fake?

Mo Lan quickly stretched out his hand and wanted to grab Mo Fan's shoulder, but Mo Fan immediately got up and kicked Mo Lan. Mo Fan was also very uncomfortable now, and he didn't want to entangle with Mo Lan, so he ran away immediately.

Mo Lan's head was a little dizzy and hot now, her mind was black, and she fell directly to the ground. There was a "bang" sound, which made the people in the house run out to watch, only to find Mo Lan lying on the ground. Although they were all unhappy, they still helped Mo Lan in and put them on the sofa next to them.

Dong touched Mo Lan's head, frowned, and had a high fever, what's going on? Could it be that you caught a cold last night?

There was no way, the four of them had to prepare to get the immortal old man up, pinched his face, pulled his ears, and helped him tickle it, but there was no response, did it take so long to wake up after being stunned?

"Let's get to the hospital right away!" Xiaobei also knew when he looked at this situation that he couldn't rely on the immortal elder for everything.

Dong looked at the two people who fainted, and then looked outside, and now the people of the Mo family are not free. They are divided into one, one takes care of the immortal elder, one takes care of Mo Lan, one has to guard Qianyin, and the other has to clean up here.

"I'm not going to send him there, I'd better go to the room and take care of Sister Qianyin." Xiaobei was about to run out after speaking, and Dong pulled his hand.

"You clean up the outside first. Sister Qianyin couldn't wake up for a while, and it wasn't lunch time yet, and no one boiled medicine for Sister Qianyin. You've got to wake people up first. Dong was also very helpless when he said this, and he didn't want to do this if he could.

Xiaobei sighed, sat next to him, took a towel, made a plate of cold water, and put the wet towel on Mo Lan's head, ready to cool down. The two in the southwest cleaned up the flowers and plants in the yard, and if they didn't return to their original state, they would probably faint again.

Dong watched Xiaobei operate, and he was next to him again, pinching the face of the immortal elder. There are a lot of wrinkles, and the hair is a lot grayer, it seems that the immortal has suffered a lot recently. Thinking of this, Dong stopped, looked at Xiaobei, and immediately picked up Mo Lan and ran out.

On the other side, An Feng was hurrying over here with two thousand-year-old ginsengs, and as soon as he parked the car, he saw Mo Fan, and hurriedly brushed the side of his car, and he didn't drive, as if he was going somewhere to go. But his expression was not quite right, An Feng immediately got out of the car, stopped the person only to find that there was still blood at the corner of his mouth, and immediately dragged the person in.

Mo Fan didn't resist, and let An Feng drag him in, after all, he still had to heal. After that, how to deal with Mo Fan hadn't thought about it yet, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be dizzy directly.

An Feng dragged Mo Fan to the hall only to find that there was no one at home. It's also too quiet to feel like a mansion at all. An Feng didn't have to think about it, he knew that the person must be at the immortal elder, just walked inside, walked on the path, hugged Mo Lan in the east, and the four of them collided together.

Both men looked down at the road, completely ignoring people, not expecting to collide, and not knowing that the other party was in such a hurry. The four people who fell to the ground looked very interesting on the path of this city tower. From a distance, it doesn't look like a person who has fallen, but like a person who is actively lying on the ground, ready to play.

If it weren't for the blood on the corner of Mo Fan's mouth and Mo Lan's red face, I almost thought it was just playing!

An Feng immediately stood up and took a look, just about to scold Dong angrily, how to do things is always so reckless. But as soon as he saw Mo Lan's face turned black, he stepped forward and stroked Mo Lan's forehead to see that he had a fever, and even Mo Fan didn't care anymore, picked up Mo Lan and strode out.

Higashi sat up, and before he could react to anything, he saw the man take his girlfriend out. Although in Dong's heart, An Feng is a cold-blooded person who is even cold-blooded than cold-blooded, but he is really good to Sister Mo Lan from the heart.

Although he has also complained about Mo Lan during these things, how can he be willing to let her die? Even Qianyin would be reluctant, if Qianyin knew, Mo Lan would definitely blame herself because she was sick.

Dong glanced at Mo Fan who was lying on the ground, and probed his snort with his hand only to find that he had fainted, but this man was a little weird. Are you going to be taken to the hospital? Or do you want to stay here?

Higashi sat on the ground and thought quietly, completely oblivious to the people behind him.

"Big brother, didn't you take Sister Mo Lan to the doctor?" Xiaobei suddenly patted Dong's shoulder, and Dong jumped up in fright.

Dong turned around and looked at Xiaobei at a loss, and directly grabbed his ear and said, "How old are you, I don't know what I'm thinking?" ”

Xiaobei pointed to Mo Fan on the ground, didn't pay attention to what Dong thought, shook off Dong's hand, stepped forward to pinch Mo Fan's face and squat next to him and tear his face, only to find that this face was real. I'm a little surprised, I guess it doesn't look like a thin-skinned mask.

Dong also stepped forward to watch, carefully watching the height of this person, the body shape was indeed no different from Mo Fan. But the Mo Fan they know doesn't know martial arts, and he won't target Qianyin, let alone hurt Immortal Lao.

Dongxi and Xiaobei studied for a long time, pinching the face of Mo Fan who had passed out from time to time, and raising his hand from time to time, a bit like a feeling of abuse. The two of them were observing very carefully, but Mo Fan's eyes suddenly opened, startling the two of them, they came back to their senses, and those eyes closed again.

Dong and Xiaobei glanced at each other, a wicked smile appeared on the corner of their mouths, and one of them raised a fist and smashed it towards Mo Fan's eyes.

Mo Fan's face has two more dark circles, that is, this face is a little thin, otherwise it is particularly like an animal. Thinking of this, Dong and Xiaobei pursed their lips and laughed.

Nancy, who was dealing with things in the courtyard, heard the smiles of the two people and ran out again. When they first saw Mo Fan, the two men stepped forward again with a bad taste, and the same action was also tearing their faces. Sure enough, the brothers all thought the same. Dong and Xiaobei will not stop it, anyway, the people of the Mo family are not at home now, so they must take advantage of this time to torture this eldest young master, otherwise there will be no chance to bully them in the future.

"Yo, this face turned out to be real, then this heart must be fake." Xiaobei joked.

Dong patted the back of the head of the three of them and said, "Hurry up and send the person to the hospital, guard the two people, and don't let him escape." ”

After Dong finished speaking, he turned around and went back to take care of Xian Lao, he didn't want to go to the hospital, and he didn't want to provoke some wolf heart and lungs of the Mo family.

As soon as Xiaobei heard this, he was about to run back, but Nan hurriedly grabbed him and said, "Xiaobei, you have to take people with you, we have already put away the yard." ”

West nodded in approval. Helpless, Xiaobei had no choice but to carry the person on his shoulders and walk out like this.