Pirate: They always think that Dover is my CP

This operation gathered several bug-like existences.

Chief surgeon Luo has the fruits of surgery and is proficient in medical knowledge.

Li Jin has a very good memory and knows many difficult cases and practical methods during his years in the New World.

However, his excellent skills were inferior compared to the results of the surgery. Moreover, he had developed into research over the years, and it was more than enough for him to help Luo.

As for Marco…

Today his task is to serve as a mobile blood bank.

One of Manxueli's abilities is to donate blood to Dandelion, the principle is similar to donating blood.

She would draw 'blood' from other people's bodies and condense it into dandelions, and then distribute them to the patients, thus having a therapeutic effect.

This ‘blood’ can also be understood as the self-healing ability of blood donors.

If the person whose blood is drawn is in good health, the therapeutic effect of his blood will be better.

And Marco…

As Li Jin said, if you are in good health, you can still survive from smoking...

Maybe Shirley is too exhausted to drain Marco who has the Phoenix Fruit.

Other people would be cautious about brain-related surgeries, but Luo...

He can simply take out someone's brain and cut it into pieces to find the disease, and then put it back together after finding it.

Within the force field of the surgical fruit, he is almost omnipotent.

This operation cannot be said to be easy, but there are too many people who are in trouble.

If it doesn't work, Man Xueli can still bring the person back.

……

When he got the news that the person was still awake but the operation went well, Mo An didn't react much.

As long as Thatch wasn't dead, the idea that Ace would pursue Teach on his own wouldn't be that strong.

As for whether she will fall off the horse...

It can't be dropped, it absolutely can't be dropped.

Yamato, the only one who easily let slip, didn't know her at all, so if he really said something, it would be easier to confuse the audience.

Luo is also very clever, and it is almost impossible to get something out of him.

Although Li Jin is a talker, he only talks nonsense, and when it comes to serious matters, he can be as strict as a clam.

Mo An hung up the phone and picked tomatoes with his hands a little more cheerfully.

She just said that there were too many seeds and Mihawk would definitely not be able to finish them all~

Without her, these tomatoes would rot in the ground! What a pity!

It is not unreasonable for people to go to farmhouses to relax when they are under a certain age.

The baboons on the side were still poking their heads, but Mo An ignored them at all, squatting in the field to pick them happily, and stuffing them into the warehouse while picking.

Pick more and take them back to share with the little unfortunates~

The vegetables grown by Mihawk, a strange old farmer, were already of high quality, but now they were given different meanings in food. Mo An felt that the deliciousness of these tomatoes had increased a lot!

Sure enough, the ones you grab are the most delicious!

It's rare that Mihawk isn't home when she passes by nearby!

Hey!

This long-lost feeling of stealing food is interesting~

Seeing some wilted seedlings next to him, Mo An subconsciously wanted to pour a ladle of water on the seedlings, but stopped when the water was about to pour down.

No!

Mihawk would be so angry that he would kill him if he stole other people's things and destroyed their vegetable garden, so let's forget it.

However, just as Mo An was about to take back her hand, she seemed to be hurt by the cold gaze. Her hand shook and half a ladle of water was poured on Miao Miao.

He turned his head stiffly and saw Mihawk, with a dark face and a low pressure all over his body, standing not far behind him.

Mo An: "..."

Good luck!

Didn’t this uncle go out to play?

Why are you back so early!

Swallowing the tomato in his mouth, Mo An's eyes began to wander, looking for the best escape route.

After discovering Mo An's move, Mihawk's face turned darker again, and he reached out and slowly grasped the handle of the black knife.

Mo An: "!!!"

"Stop!" Mo An rushed forward without thinking, holding down his hand to prevent him from drawing the knife, and a villain came directly to complain first, "I haven't seen you for so long, and you want to kill me when you see me! You’ve gone too far!”

"let go!"

"it is good!"

Mo An was not obedient, but when he let go, he quickly retreated to what he thought was the safest distance, looking at Mihawk warily.

She never bothered Mihawk. Apart from being really busy, she felt more like this guy didn't have any good intentions.

It's hard to say why, but Mo An feels this way.

So when he passed the route to Kraygana Island before and found that he was at home, Moan stopped thinking about sneaking over to have fun.

I didn’t expect to be caught today.

But I don't know if it was an illusion, but Mihawk seemed to be even more angry.

"Come here!" His voice was cold, and his eyes looked like he wanted to kill Mo An immediately.

Mo An blinked and quietly took a step back. His tone was still confident, "Just say it, I can hear you."

"Mo'an!"

"Why are you so fierce!" Mo An yelled back without any sign of weakness, "No matter how fierce you are, I won't come again!"

Gan!

You want to use her as entertainment and expect her to look good?

The veins on Mihawk's forehead seemed to be twitching, he pressed the brim of his hat, turned around and walked towards the castle.

Mo An: "???"

No?

Forget it?

It feels wrong!

Mo An followed him furtively, but Mo An, who had originally planned to take one look and leave, hesitated again.

This old man is washing his hands and getting ready to cook!

"Mihawk?" Mo An came up to him and looked at him strangely, wanting to reach out and touch his forehead again, "Are you okay?"

"What to eat."

Mo An's smart brain stopped working for a moment as he spoke, and he almost blurted out, "I like everything you cook."

She has never been very picky about food, but... just... what... Mihawk must be possessed, right?

Mo An still couldn't help but touched Mihawk's forehead.

Then he received a cold glance.

Mo An blinked innocently.

Is this over?

But is she someone who just accepts things as they come?

No, she is not.

Mihawk's rare good attitude will not only make Mo An a little confused, but also make Mo An even more aggressive!

After realizing that Mihawk had no intention of entertaining her for the time being, Moan's behavior became casual again.

With a smile, he took back his hand and started chattering around Mihawk.

Mihawk didn't respond much, his attitude was still cold and cold, as if he had returned to his previous attitude of the flower of the high mountain.

Mo An didn't care very much, holding a pot of tomatoes and showing off the tomatoes.

I don't know if it's the weird feeling caused by the difference in body size, but Mo An now feels that Mihawk's small one looks like an exquisite and noble humanoid figure, which is quite cute.

"Want one?" Mo An habitually made a feeding gesture. Of course, she knew that Mihawk would definitely not eat, so she just asked casually.

However, just when Mo An was about to take back his hand and prepare to eat it himself, the tomatoes were gone.

The sound of chopping vegetables on the chopping board has not stopped, and Mihawk's voice is not the same as usual because he is eating.

He said: "The field you picked is not ripe yet, go east and pick it."

Mo An: "!!!"

Damn, I’m so scared!

He must be really possessed!