Ghost doctor Mommy is good V5

Xiao Ziqing's eyes sparkled, she walked up to the elephants excitedly, and waved to them friendly: "Hi! You are so handsome! Let's be friends!"

After speaking, she stretched out her hand and looked at the elephant closest to her with a smile in her eyes.

Maybe it felt that she was not malicious and did not intend to attack, so the elephant cleverly put its nose on Xiao Ziqing's hand and tapped it a few times.

"Mrs. Feng is really cute. Even an elephant can fall in love with you at the first sight. She is indeed very charming. No wonder Young Master Feng is willing to fall into your tender trap."

After speaking Mandarin with a foreign accent, a man wearing a white cotton and linen jacket, colorful shorts with Southeast Asian characteristics, and flip-flops came out.

He came in front of everyone, put his palms together and bowed slightly: "Welcome everyone! I am Sanka."

They were all young people, and they were all friends. Naturally, they quickly became acquainted. After a brief introduction to each other, everyone entered the room.

This Southeast Asian-style house has a pointed roof, and the room is covered with mahogany floors. It is very cool to take off your shoes when you enter the door.

Do as the Romans do in the countryside, everyone sits on the ground, and it is very comfortable to be unrestrained.

The men began to chat about each other's recent situation, and chatted politely about the local news by the way, which could be regarded as collecting information for the next action.

Only Xiao Ziqing is still out of the situation, and her interest in the group is far greater than this plan.

While everyone was eating tropical fruits and chatting in the house, Mrs. Feng had a great time playing with the elephants in the courtyard, touching the rough elephant skin from time to time.

Sanka's servants are not very good at English, not to mention communication, even Xiao Ziqing only understood a few words, and most of the meaning came from Xiao Ziqing's dancing gestures.

Even so, Xiao Ziqing managed to figure out the general living habits of the elephant herd by virtue of her superb comprehension ability.

As early as when she went to Africa to participate in the activities organized by Doctors Without Borders, she had come into contact with elephant herds, but the living habits of African elephants are still different from those in the tropics.

I heard from the servants that this group of big guys like to take a bath in the river, and they will fill each other with water and spray each other, just like helping each other to take a bath.

The elephant's cattail-leaf-like ears fluttered from time to time, bringing in a cool breeze. Xiao Ziqing naughtily stood there to enjoy the coolness, showing a look of enjoyment.

This cute side was seen by Feng Yiran who had been paying attention to her in the room. He raised his phone to zoom in and capture this scene.

Looking at the photo he took, Young Master Feng raised the corners of his lips.

He loved every expression of his wife to the extreme, and always felt that she was prettier than any other woman in the world.

The climate in the tropics is very hot. Sitting indoors with the air conditioner blowing on feels stuffy, let alone outdoors. You can see it just by looking at the dark complexion of Sanka's servants.

Although Xiao Ziqing wore special sunscreen, Feng Yiran was still worried when she stood under the sun for such a long time.

Regardless of other people's surprised gazes, he went to the door and said, "Baby, don't stay outside for too long, be careful of heatstroke, come in and rest."

Xiao Ziqing also felt that the heat outside made her almost breathless, she ran back obediently, her face was already flushed from the sun.

Seeing the fine beads of sweat on her face, Feng Yiran quickly took a disinfectant wipe from the tray carried by the servant, and gently applied it to Xiao Ziqing's face.

Even through a layer of cold non-woven fabric, he can still feel the hot skin under his hands: "I'll put on a mask for a while and then take a lunch break, otherwise my face will definitely be sunburned."

Everyone has long been used to the loving love of the husband and wife, but every time they see it, they still feel sour in their hearts.

Don't they know that their happiness will deeply stimulate others? ?
Less than 2 minutes after Xiao Ziqing sat down, the freshly squeezed watermelon juice that Young Master Feng asked his servant to prepare was brought over.

"Drink some watermelon juice first to relieve the heat. It's delicious chilled. Today's watermelon is quite sweet. Try it." Feng Yiran brought the straw from the cup to Xiao Ziqing's mouth, and said softly.

With such a loyal dog appearance, how can there be an image of a domineering and indifferent big boss? ?

The others were too stimulated and numb, but Sanka's eyeballs almost fell to the ground. Does this legendary Young Master Feng have a split personality? ?Otherwise, why can the face change be so fast? ?
When talking to them, his face was expressionless, and even his eyes were sharp and clear, but when he turned around and looked at his wife, he became tender and tender.

God! ! !

"Where did you talk? Where do we start the day after tomorrow? What preparations do I have to do for this part?"

After taking a big gulp of watermelon juice, Xiao Ziqing leaned on the sofa contentedly, with half of her body nestled in Feng Yiran's arms, and she glanced lazily at everyone.

In terms of skill, in such a tropical jungle, she may not be able to match the speed and lethality of a few men, but she can win by cleverness.

Long before Feng Yiran knew that she liked to play with throwing knives and often carried them for defense, she ordered someone to order a knife that was much lighter than a scalpel, making it easier to carry.

The blades of those knives were also very sharp, and they were equipped with safe scabbards so that Xiao Ziqing would not be accidentally injured.

This way, Mrs. Feng doesn't have to buy her scalpels in bulk.

This time when she came to Southeast Asia, Xiao Ziqing brought a large box of knives and her special anesthesia bombs. She is not a gangster, she is not so cruel, but she still has to save her life.

Under the gaze of Young Master Feng, Sang Haoyang simply told Xiao Ziqing the action plan just now. She listened carefully and would ask a question or two from time to time.

The air conditioner in the room was fully turned on, and after sitting for a while, Xiao Ziqing's skin outside her short-sleeved dress was a little cold, and she subconsciously leaned closer to Feng Yiran.

The man sensed the changes in her body, and hurriedly took her a large scarf from the side, draped it over her shoulders, and tied a bow so that it fell loosely on her chest, keeping her warm and looking good.

The delicate and gentle performance made Wen Ya who was on the side almost drunk.

What a man, what a perfect husband!It's a woman's dream to have a husband like Young Master Feng. Xiao Ziqing really saved the entire galaxy in her previous life, otherwise she would never have such good luck!
"If we revisit the old place like this, are we sure we will meet those aboriginals? I always feel that it is very likely that someone else pretended to be aboriginals at that time." Xiao Ziqing expressed his doubts in his heart.

When she was in Africa, she also came into contact with the local aborigines. Those people were very simple, kind enough to have no evil thoughts, and they would not hurt others casually.

According to Sang Haoyang, he was just working as an undercover agent for the Interpol, went deep into a certain gang, made transactions with another group, and waited for the Interpol ambushing in the jungle to come and capture the stolen goods, and wipe out that gang .

But just when the two parties successfully delivered the goods, a group of natives broke out suddenly, and their attack was hard to guard against.

These aborigines are very skilled. They can climb trees and vines and quickly shuttle through the jungle, swinging around with ease, just like Tarzan the ape.

What is even more speechless is that their actions are too agile, bullets simply miss, and even aiming is difficult.

Sang Haoyang was attacked under such circumstances, and then he was seriously injured and fell into a coma for a long time, and lost his ability to predict.

In Sherlock's words, it was at that latitude that Sang Haoyang's incident happened.

Maybe it's just a coincidence, the other party's original intention was to kill Sang Haoyang, but he was lucky to escape the fatal injury, but lost his ability to predict by accident.

"Regardless of whether someone is pretending to be an aborigine, we still have to go there to see which angle on the latitude will restore the young master's ability to predict. The old man said that this thing may be helpful." Sherlock took it out of his pocket A little thing that looks like a rock.

The luster of that stone is very strange, there are swirl patterns on the surface, but it is colorful.Put it up high in the sun, and when it is illuminated by the light, a vision will appear inside the stone——

There seems to be some kind of strange liquid flowing slowly inside, and those things that flow still emit a radiant luster.

Old Keynes gave it? ?
Everyone was attracted by this small stone, and Sang Haoyang frowned in wonder: "Why didn't I know that the old man still keeps such fun things??"

"This is not for fun," Sherlock said in a rare serious way: "Strictly speaking, this is your family heirloom. Only the heirs of the Keynes family can have it. It has been kept by the old man before. It actually came from outer space." A meteorite was owned by an ancestor of your family thousands of years ago, and it was from then on that your family discovered that they had the ability to predict."

As for whether there is a direct and inevitable connection between the ability to predict and this stone, it is still unknown, but it is definitely right to bring it with you.

Sang Haoyang took the stone from Sherlock's hand and played with it in his palm: "Whatever it is, just take it with you!"

Two days is enough for them to rest and see what kind of equipment they will bring with them. In this regard, they really need to listen to Sanka's command. He is an absolute expert in the jungle.

With Sanka, they are even more powerful, and they are even less afraid of mastering the terrain.If it hadn't been for the fact that he couldn't contact Sangka in order to complete the undercover mission, Sang Haoyang would not have had an accident.

But on the eve before their group's departure, an unexpected guest came.

When Susan appeared in the living room, even Sang Haoyang's eyes were straightened: "Mommy!?? Why are you here??"

"I came here to see my friends on vacation. When I knew you were here, I came over to join in the fun. I'm almost bored to death after staying in Europe all year round." Susan laughed.

Xiao Ziqing and Wen Ya looked at each other silently, why did they feel so strange?Was Susan's appearance really just a coincidence? ?