Chapter 150: Will he go?

If it was said that Bai Yulin said this, Hu Changlin would not believe it if he killed him. But since the recent events, Bai Yu really understands medicine. Didn’t he give the Meng Daren a prescription yesterday?
That is the court official, if not really understand, how can Bai Xian give him a prescription?
"Well, how do you say how to cure, listen to you, if you can cure Hu Feng, then you are the benefactor of our Hu family!"
Bai Yu smiled, and his eyes swept away the closed door of Hu Feng. The bottom voice asked: "Hu Bo, are you not afraid of Hu Feng, will he leave you after he recovers his memory?"
Hu Bo sighed and his voice was bleak for three points: "I am afraid, how can I not be afraid, but even if I am afraid, I can't help Hu Feng to cure this injury. He has his own past and life after all. He does not belong to us. He Such a person must have a better future waiting for him. He can't let him grow his life in the mountains. I can't be so selfish. I would rather be alone, or break his future."
Bai Yan heard her nose and hair sour. She believed that the wind in the house must have been heard. How lucky he was, he would meet such a good person in such a place, gave him a home, gave him warmth and care, everything Take him first, think for him, regardless of any return.
She said to Hu Changlin: "Hu Bo, the same question, I have asked Hu Feng, I asked him, if you think of who you are, think of where your hometown is, and remember where your loved one is, he Will you go."
Hu Changlin suddenly raised his eyes and stared at the white eyes: "He, what did he say?"
Bai Yu said: "He said, he will go, but you, always his father, where he is, will have you."
When the words just fell, Hu Changlin’s eyes burst into tears, and the expression on his face didn’t know whether he was crying or laughing:
Hu Feng, he really said that?

Bai Hao nodded: "I don't miss a word, I believe him, he is not a person who is ungrateful."
Hu Changlin nodded and pulled the sleeves to wipe away the tears in his eyes: "He has this heart, just have this heart."
He has been rewarded for three years, and he is very happy.
Hu Feng does not like to talk on weekdays. He has a face all day, and he will not tell him these intimate words. I really can't think of it. In this case, it will be said from Hu Feng's mouth.
Although there was a door, the voice of the outside voice could not be dropped into his ear. Hu Changlin’s righteousness and whiteness’s intimacy all ran into his heart. It was hard like a meteorite. It seems as if a hole has been torn open at this moment. Some things are slowly and realistically drilled in, and the roots are deeply rooted in his heart.
This night, he slept in a special fragrance. In his dreams, he no longer desperately chased those ambiguous figures and ran away. He no longer wanted to figure out who those people were, and ignored his own sweat. He stopped his own steps, looked back and saw Hu Changlin, who was smiling at him in the distance. He turned and walked toward him, no longer confused and anxious, no longer hesitating and regretting.
When I woke up, I was already clear and refreshed.
He hasn't slept for a long time, and since he came here, since he can't find his memory, he has been doing the same dream repeatedly. In his dream, he is desperately chasing those people. Ask who they are and ask who he is.