YM778.TV Chapter 1618
Having worked hard for so long, he had nearly expended all of his stamina.
He just wanted to close his eyes and take a good rest.
"Xinglang... Xinglang... What\'s the matter with you? "Facing the Feng Xinglang who was suddenly paralyzed on the sickbed and had his eyes closed tightly, Feng Lixin was so nervous that he shouted repeatedly.
"Xinglang, don\'t pretend to scare big brother! This is not fun, do you know that?! "
After being shaken left and right by Feng Lixin a few times, Feng Xinglang felt that the fishy and hot liquid that he had just swallowed once again surged up from his stomach.
"Cough cough …"
With just two light coughs, some blood was coughed out by Feng Xinglang. He spat on the back of Feng Lixin\'s hand.
"Someone come …" Doctor. Doctor. Someone come quickly! "
Feng Lixin who had been scared witless even forgot to ring the bell as he rushed out while shouting loudly.
Yan Bang, who was still engrossed with his smoke, immediately threw the cigarette in his hand and ran back after hearing Feng Lixin\'s shout."Feng Lixin, what\'s wrong? What happened? "
"Quick... Fast! Go call the doctor. Xinglang spat out blood! Go call the doctor! "
Feng Lixin screamed in fear, his entire body shivering and trembling.
"Doctor! "Where the f * ck did they all go?!"
Yan Bang cursed as he rushed to the ward to check on Feng Xinglang, who was vomiting blood.
It was not as bad as he had imagined: Feng Xinglang took the tissue by the bed and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"Lang... Lang... "How do you feel?" Yan Bang pounced over.
"It\'s fine... He won\'t die! My brother likes to be surprised! "
"My god, you\'re scaring me to death!"Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang, stuck close to his face, and both of his arms trembled uncontrollably.
After some testing, the doctor suggested that Feng Xinglang should be transferred to the Intensive Care Unit to observe for 24 hours.But Feng Xinglang was firmly opposed to it. How worried he would be if his wife and children saw him being pushed into the ICU tomorrow.
"Xinglang, stop being stubborn! If Xueluo comes and sees you vomiting blood, she\'ll be scared! The consequences are unimaginable! "
After Feng Lixin and Yan Bang\'s continuous attempts to persuade him, Feng Xinglang only agreed to enter the Intensive Care Unit for ten hours. He had to get out of the Intensive Care Unit before Xueluo could come to see him tomorrow morning.
It was late in the night, yet he could not sleep.
Xueluo quietly stared at his son who was sleeping soundly, his tears becoming hazy.
Butler Mo had already rebandaged his son\'s little finger. It was almost cut off by the sharp blade along with the tip of the fingernail.Seeing his son\'s missing finger, how could Xueluo, the mother, not feel pain!
Xueluo silently wept as he held his son\'s injured little hand to his chest the entire time.
Although Butler Mo comforted her, saying that the children had not fully developed, and that the knuckles were still in growth stages, after slight plastic surgery, they were exactly the same as the fingers before, with no injuries visible.
But how was he going to repair the scar that was hurting the little guy\'s heart!Just as Xueluo was about to fall asleep with tears in her eyes and get closer to her son who was in her arms, Xueluo heard a silent knock. Knock on the wall?
Because she sensed that the sound was coming from the sleeping master bedroom."Who?" Xueluo asked.
"Don\'t be afraid... It\'s me! " The soft voice was a little weak."Xing Shi\'er? You. Why are you here? "
Xueluo was shocked at first, but then he became slightly angry.
How did it feel that this Feng Family became a park where they could enter and leave whenever they wanted to? Street? Hotel?
Furthermore, he entered her room as he pleased without even greeting her! Not to mention respect and privacy.
"Lin Xueluo, my foster father is awake …"
Xing Shi\'er muttered, he did not look to be in a good mood.
"Isn\'t that great!"
So what if she woke up, what does this have to do with her, Lin Xueluo?! She still had her injured husband and son to take care of!"But my foster father … "He\'s not in a good mood …" Xing Shi\'er wanted to say something but hesitated.
"What a coincidence, I\'m not in a good mood either!" "While worrying about her injured husband in the hospital, she also has to take care of her son, who has lost a finger at a young age, and her daughter, who has been in her womb for less than four months!"
If his Hetun\'s mood was bad and everyone had to take care of his mood, then what about others\' mood?
"Father, he … He was pretty depressed! He thought. He wants to see fifteen! "
Xing Shi\'er finally explained his purpose of coming hesitantly: He came to take Linnuo\'s little friend to cheer foster father Hetun up."I\'m sorry, my son is not called Fifteen, my son is called Feng Linnuo! From today onwards, it has nothing to do with the Hetun anymore! "
To use her son to make the Hetun happy, had he considered her feelings of being a mother? The severed finger of his son, who bestowed it to him?
"Lin Xueluo... How long has it been since we last met? "How can you be so unreasonable?"
At that time, Xing Shi\'er really did not expect Lin Xueluo to say such words.
Before coming to the Feng Family to fetch his fifteenth brother, he was still considering whether it would be too much for Lin Xueluo to take his fifteenth brother away from his mother\'s side. Because Lin Xueluo had just returned to Feng Family to reunite with his husband and son!
But now, it seemed that he was overthinking things!
The current Lin Xueluo was just an unreasonable little girl! There was no kindness and gentleness like before!
"I\'m being unreasonable, what can you do to me? You think you can still do it like you did in the past, forcefully snatching Nuonuo away from me?! "
Lin Xueluo then sat up, and explained everything to Xing Shi\'er.
"Xing Shi\'er, you are foolish and loyal to your foster father. I do not care, nor do I want to! But Nuonuo was born from my, Lin Xueluo\'s, hard labour in October, and yet he was injured by a severed finger for no reason at all. Who do you think I should resent?! "Lin Xueluo was speechless when he heard this.
After all, he was just a young boy in his early twenties. His EQ was not that meticulous, and his worldly wisdom was completely blank. He saw the Hetun as his own heaven, his own land; his own actions, everything seemed to revolve around the Hetun.
"Then you can\'t blame my foster father, right? My foster father is only avenging my second brother! Is this wrong? "Xing Shi\'er\'s thoughts were still as simple as before, "Besides, Celeste is already dead! The eighth brother has already avenged the broken fingers for the fifteenth brother! "
"Enough Old Tweleve, I don\'t have the mood to listen to you talk about these bloody murders!"Xueluo hugged his son even more tightly. "Hurry back and protect your foster father, don\'t wake Nuonuo up!"
"I must bring Brother Fifteen back to see my foster father!"
"How dare you!"