The Talented Doctor

Cullen quickly looked around, only to find that not far down the river, two people were standing there at some point.

In the dark night, Kulun couldn't really see who was coming, but seeing his son's body being robbed, all the resentment and despair in his body burst out immediately.

"Who are you?!" Kulun rushed over like a cannonball, already holding a machete in his hand, "Dare to move my son, I want your life."

However, the expected scene of cutting people in half did not happen, and Kulun's wrist was suddenly held by someone, and a powerful force that could not resist came, making him unable to make a step forward, and also a step backward.

Cullen raised his red eyes, looking at a teenager with a hideous scar on his face.

The young man wore a large red shirt with black hair like ink, fluttering lightly, a pair of cold eyes gleaming in the dark night.

Cullen struggled for several times, without breaking free from the shackles of the young man, he turned his head and looked at his son's body.

In the dim light, a girl knelt beside her son, rolling Qi'er's eyes with her hands, and touching her neck.

"Who on earth are you?" Kulun shouted anxiously, "You are not from our tribe? Where are you spies from?"

Cullen said he was about to pick up the bone whistle hung around his neck to sound the warning, but before he could touch the bone whistle, he was gently swiped by the teenager.

The edge of the bone whistle fell on the grass, but Cullen was still unable to move.

"Unknown, let him shut up and don't disturb me."

Cullen, who still wanted to yell, was pinched by someone's neck. He flushed and wanted to shout, but he was confronted by a pair of cold and merciless, even smiling eyes.

The owner of those eyes was telling him clearly, dare to make a sound, just wait for death.

Cullen's eyes were bloodshot, and he looked at the direction of the tribe with an anxious and panic look, and then at his son.

Qi'er was lying on the ground, her chest still not undulating.

The young girl, after touching Qi'er's hand and neck and looking at her eyes, started to make strange movements.

She folded her hands on Qi'er's chest, and then blew close to Qi'er's mouth.

He even clenched his hand into a fist and banged it **** Qi'er's chest.

Listening to the sound of that dong dong dong, Cullen was going crazy watching his son's body being humiliated in this way.

He struggled desperately, roaring like a beast in his throat, wanting to die with these two men.

However, the body was firmly controlled by people and couldn't move at all.

Time passed by, just when Kulun couldn't bear the pain and despair, and wanted to die with his son.

He suddenly heard a violent cough.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh..."

Cullen's movements stopped suddenly, his eyes widened, and he looked not far away in disbelief.

There was originally the cold body of his son lying there, but now, Qi'er frowned, coughed hoarsely, and slowly opened his eyes. Cullen never felt that there was another voice in the world that would be more pleasing to the ears.

The boy let go of the hand that was holding his neck, his slightly squinted eyes fell on the girl, and his eyes flickered.

"Qier——! Qier——!" As soon as Cullen was free, he rushed towards the boy and hugged him tightly. The hot tears kept flowing down, "Qi'er, you Not dead, great! Dad thought I would never see you again!"