With a snap, a hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the old man’s neck.
Looking at the frightened expression on the old man’s face, Song Qing Han felt a little amused and calmly said, “It’s true that you grew up under the eyes of the python, but you might have forgotten one thing about who is the one watching this python growing up.”
No one knew when Muye rose again from the ground. He stood there looking down at the old man who was now kneeling and begging with his face full of fright, and uttered coldly, “I have a good hope in you at first, but now it seems that you never deserve my good treat.”
The old man looked reluctantly at the python, hissing hysterically in an attempt to make another command to the giant monster.
However, the python’s gaze fell on Muye without moving off, ignoring the old man’s cries.
Muye looked up at Song Qinghan, with an inexplicable smile on his face, and he then eased his voice, “Well, as you wish, I will take his organ.”
Yet to his surprise, Song Qinghan did not rush to promise but pointed at his trembling finger while saying in a leisurely manner, “It seems that your disease is going to come into effect.”
Muye fiercely lowered his head, and when he spoke again, his tone was so gloomy that he was about to faint at any time, “How would you know, I’ve never let you take my pulse…”
Song Qinghan shrugged and said regretfully, “I’ve seen someone fall ill in front of me and even rescued him myself, but with you, I don’t want to be that merciful, or rather, I’ve been expecting this moment to come.”
Suddenly a sense of great pain suffered Muye from the deepest flesh inside him, which made him fall to his knees on the cold ground with a thud, just like old man did.
The old man himself thought the other chance had come, so he couldn’t help but stretched his arms as if to make the final struggle.
However, the python there rushed over quickly like a lightning and threw the old man away fiercely with its strong tail.
As Song Qinghan watched the old man sliding down the wall, he subconsciously touched his own ribs and said to himself, “Oh, that’s rude, three of his ribs broke.”
Not only that, the broken ribs seemed to have punctured the old man’s internal organs as he slumped to the ground, with blood spilling from his mouth and nose while one eye of his still staring deathly in the direction of the python, he frowned hard and complained, “I treated you like a family member and friend in the entire life of mine, how dare you to repay me like that? You brat, now I know animals are never the trustworthy creature…”
The smell of the blood and the stifling environment made the python a little irritated and restless, it constantly swung its tail and slapped at the surrounding walls.
Muye was clutching his heart tightly at the moment, his face looking pained and in a trance, as if he would faint at any moment.
Song Qinghan gave a wink to Wu Dahu and Wen Wen Xuan, and the three of them clustered tightly together, their faces resolute as they fled in the direction of the exit.
After catching a glimpse of their movements, Muye actually ruthlessly bit down hard on the tip of his tongue, making a quick hissing sound from his mouth.
Receiving the command, the python suddenly fixed his fierce gaze onto the three of them, and its huge body swam over so quickly that Song Qinghan could even hear the sound of breaking wind.
Just as the python was about to pounce in front of them, Wu Dahu suddenly took off a purse from his waist and sprinkled the powder inside towards the python head-on.
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A Western Doctor's Happy Farming Life[3]
RomanceContinuation from Chapter 255 to 327 NOTE: MALE PREGNANCY