Chapter 215 Love Ambassador Mengmeng Little Princess
Waves on the riverside.
The abandoned factory was still burning with raging fire, thick smoke filled the air above, and billowing heat waves swept towards the surroundings.
Fortunately, this place is located in a remote area and sparsely populated. For the time being, it seems that no innocent people were harmed.
A few dozen meters away from the factory.
The Taoist was lying on the grass, his entire back to the back of his thighs covered in blood and flesh, his burned clothes and flesh stuck together, and he looked extremely miserable.
But there was no danger of life.
Jiang Muyang came over with Mengmeng in his arms, gently kicked the Taoist's hand with his foot, and said: "Hey, wake up."
The Taoist snorted softly, then slowly opened his eyes.
His brows were furrowed and his expression was painful. He took a deep breath on the spot and raised his eyelids to look at Jiang Muyang: "Did you save me?"
He vaguely remembered seeing Jiang Muyang pulling him before he fell into coma.
Otherwise, with such terrifying explosion power, there would be absolutely no chance of survival.
"What if?"
Jiang Muyang looked at the Taoist condescendingly, with a bit of teasing on his face, and said: "I saved you, you won't kill me again, right?"
The Taoist was silent.
He put his hands on the ground and struggled to sit up. In the process, he accidentally stretched his wound, and he immediately grimaced in pain.
That is to say, the Taoist has a high level of martial arts cultivation and a strong will, so he can endure it, otherwise he would be shaking all over and screaming in pain.
The Taoist raised his head and looked at Jiang Muyang with complicated eyes.
After a moment, he sighed, cupped his fists and said: "The grace of saving my life will never be forgotten. Jiang Muyang, no matter what, I owe you a life. If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely repay it. Farewell!"
After saying that, the Taoist gritted his teeth and stood up, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute." Jiang Muyang raised his hand.
The Taoist stopped and looked back: "What else is there?"
Jiang Muyang said calmly: "I haven't asked for your name yet."
The Taoist said in a deep voice: "The poor Taoist Zhengyi religion is Chen Xiaodao."
"It turns out to be Daochang Chen." Jiang Muyang nodded and said, "Your injury is not serious. It is best to treat it as soon as possible. In addition, I will lend you this shirt to cover your shame. There is no need to return it."
With that said, Jiang Muyang raised his hand and threw a shirt to Chen Xiaodao.
"Thank you."
Chen Xiaodao didn't show any pretense, he took the shirt and tied it around his waist, blocking the two petals of white flesh.
Then he turned around and walked away.
His steps were frivolous, his body was shaky, and he was in poor condition.
However, with his innate level of martial arts cultivation, there wouldn't be any big problems.
Jiang Muyang gave Chen Xiaodao a hand at the critical moment and was kind enough to lend him a piece of clothing to hide his shame. This was the end of his kindness. He had no interest or obligation to help him anymore, so he just let him fend for himself.
Jiang Muyang hugged Mengmeng and left.
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Longcheng City Third People's Hospital, in a VIP ward.
Feng Xiaoxiao was lying on the bed with an intravenous drip. The left side of her face was swollen, and the marks of her fingers could still be seen.
She was still in a coma, but her breathing was stable and all physical indicators were normal. She only had a slight concussion, which was not a serious problem.
Bai Churan sat next to the hospital bed with red eyes, his eyes full of worry.
Although Jiang Muyang had called just now, saying that he had successfully rescued Mengmeng and was on his way to the hospital.
But as long as he didn't see Mengmeng with his own eyes, Bai Churan would still inevitably feel a little worried.
Sudden.
Feng Xiaoxiao's fingers suddenly twitched, then hummed softly, and slowly opened his eyes.
His brows were furrowed, and there was a trace of pain on his face.
Instinctively, he raised his hand to rub his head.
"Xiaoxiao, you're awake!" Bai Churan's eyes lit up and he quickly stood up to check.
"Um……"
Feng Xiaoxiao snorted, feeling a little better, and asked anxiously: "Churan, are you okay? Are you not injured? Mengmeng... where is Mengmeng? Mengmeng, she..."
A look of panic appeared on Feng Xiaoxiao's face, and he quickly looked around.
But he didn't see Mengmeng, so he became even more anxious.
Bai Churan quickly comforted her: "Mengmeng is fine. She is safe with her father. Don't worry, take good care of yourself."
"That's good, that's good."
Feng Xiaoxiao breathed a sigh of relief.
Although she has no blood relationship with Mengmeng, she is the one who has spent the longest time with Mengmeng besides Bai Churan. From when Mengmeng was born, to babbling, and then trying to crawl and learn to walk, all the time
To this day, Xiaoxiao is involved in the whole process.
It is no exaggeration to say that Feng Xiaoxiao's feelings for Mengmeng are not much worse than Bai Churan's.
"Churan, your face!" Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly noticed that there was a thick piece of gauze on the right side of Bai Churan's face, and there seemed to be blood oozing out, and his expression suddenly changed.
Bai Churan gently touched the gauze and said in a calm tone: "When I was in the office, I was cut by broken glass."
"What?"
Feng Xiaoxiao's pupils shrank slightly and said quickly: "Chu Ran, is it serious? Will it disfigure your face?"
Bai Churan was very calm, and even smiled and said: "It's okay, you forgot, Xiao Zhao's serious burns were completely cured by Jiang Muyang, I believe this scar will not trouble him.
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Xiao Zhao, the employee who was burned in the Crescent Company laboratory, recovered and was discharged from the hospital a few days ago and returned to work.
About 30% of his body was burned and he also suffered from severe scar contracture. However, after applying the ointment prepared by Jiang Muyang, his skin returned to its original state in just ten minutes.
It's like a miracle.
Bai Churan believed that Jiang Muyang would be able to completely remove the scar on her face.
Feng Xiaoxiao felt relieved.
After experiencing some things, she was still very convinced of Jiang Muyang.
"Churan, what happened after I fell into coma?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked.
Bai Churan smiled slightly and said, "Do you still remember Lao Zhou?"
"Well, isn't he... Jiang Muyang's distant cousin?" Feng Xiaoxiao blinked. She still had some impression of this old Zhou, an old man with a strong body and a very talkative character.
"It turns out that he is not an ordinary person, but a very powerful warrior. It was Lao Zhou who arrived in time and blocked the man in black. It's a pity that he still took the opportunity to capture Mengmeng."
When he said these words, a light called happiness danced in the depths of Bai Churan's eyes.
Because Zhou Ziheng was specially arranged by Jiang Muyang to be in Xinyue Company just to protect her.
This feeling of being cared about and protected is very good.
Thinking of this, Bai Churan couldn't help but raise his hand and touch the jade bead necklace around his neck.
Maybe this is the love of straight men.
Although this necklace is a bit ugly, it brings a sense of security.
Feng Xiaoxiao was stunned at this time. She had never expected that that inconspicuous little old man was actually a... martial arts master?
It seems that in your free time in the future, you can learn two self-defense techniques from Lao Zhou, which may be useful in critical moments.
At this time, the door of the ward was suddenly pushed open.
Then...
"Mom~"
A milky sound came.
Bai Churan's eyes lit up and he quickly turned his head to look.
Then I saw Mengmeng running over happily with her little arms open and her little short legs.
"Cute!"
Seeing his precious daughter appear in front of him safe and sound, the big stone in Bai Churan's heart finally fell to the ground.
She stood up and hurried over to meet him, hugging Mengmeng.
She hugged her tightly, as if she was afraid that if she let go, Mengmeng would disappear.
"Mom, are you worried about Mengmeng? Mengmeng tells you, you don't have to worry anymore, there is daddy. Daddy is very powerful, she specializes in fighting big bad guys." Mengmeng hugged Mommy's neck.
, said in a sweet voice in her ear.
"Yeah, mom knows." Bai Churan nodded gently, then put Mengmeng on the ground, held her shoulders with both hands, and looked up and down, "Quickly let mom see if Mengmeng is injured."
"No, no, Mengmeng is not injured."
Mengmeng shook her little head and suddenly saw the gauze on Bai Churan's face. A nervous and worried expression appeared on her little face. She slowly raised her hand, touched the gauze gently, and said softly: "Does it hurt?"
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Bai Churan smiled: "Mom is fine."
"Mengmeng, let me blow on you, it won't hurt anymore." Mengmeng pouted her little mouth, came forward, and blew "huhuhu".
"Go and see Aunt Xiaoxiao, she was injured to protect us."
Bai Churan stepped aside.
Mengmeng opened her big and clear eyes, ran to the hospital bed, stretched out her two white, tender, smooth little hands, grabbed Feng Xiaoxiao's hand, came forward and said, "Aunt Xiaoxiao, are you in pain?"
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Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly frowned slightly, showing a painful expression: "It hurts, Auntie Xiaoxiao is in pain, maybe she needs some cute blowing to get better."
"Don't be afraid, Aunt Xiaoxiao, Mengmeng will help you blow it."
Mengmeng quickly stood on tiptoes, pursed her lips and blew hard.
Feng Xiaoxiao suddenly beamed: "Thank you, little princess Mengmeng. Thanks to you, Aunt Xiaoxiao is much better now."
"Hehe~(#^.^#)"
Mengmeng smiled sweetly, her eyes curved into crescent moons.
At this time, Bai Churan stared blankly at the man who walked into the ward.
His body seemed to be glowing.
"You're hurt!"
Jiang Muyang's heart tightened.
Bai Churan said softly: "It's a little scratched, not serious."
"It must be very painful. I'm sorry, I didn't protect you well..." Jiang Muyang's tone was unusually gentle, "Don't worry, there won't be any scars. I'll prepare an ointment for you later."
"Yeah, I know, I'm not worried at all."
Bai Churan lowered his eyebrows and looked like a little woman.
"Hey hey hey!"
At this time, Feng Xiaoxiao was not happy anymore. He pursed his lips and said in an exaggerated tone: "Please, you two, talk about love and take care of the feelings of the wounded. My body is already injured, do I still have to let my body be hurt?"
Did your soul also suffer a critical blow? Oh my God, you are so cruel, ugh..."
"Smile--"
Bai Churan immediately blushed.
The redness reached directly to the roots of my ears.