Chapter 1188: Bleak blood

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When Lan Youyou cut his wrist for the second time, Xing San completely compromised.
In order to possibly cause self-harm behavior of Lan Youyou, Xing San replaced all sharp metal objects in the room with plastic or other soft texture supplies. Especially when giving her an infusion, Xing San kept it in step.
But even so, Lan Youyou cut his wrist with a piece of plastic. Because almost all skinny was left on her wrist. Even a thin piece of hard plastic can be easily cut.
"Girl ... don't do this ... don't do this ... Brother San will take you to see Tuantuan!"
Xing San kneeled in front of Lan Youyou's bed with one of his legs. "Don't you harm yourself, okay? Brother 3, please!"
When Lan Youyou saw Xing San who was kneeling in front of her, she also cried.
It turns out that there are really men in this world who are so good to her.
Lan Youyou thought about Feng Lixin, only to think that he was just greedy for her beauty;
Or the prejudice that she has never seen in front of Feng Lixin! I always felt that Feng Lixin was one of the biggest obstacles preventing her from pairing with Feng Xinglang!
But then there was Lin Xueluo, plus a biological son ...
"Third brother, thank you ... if there is a future life, I will definitely stay by your side quietly, nowhere ... to live our free and happy life together!"
This was for Xing San, and it was for Lan Youyou.
Perhaps she could not have been so sad in her life; but she chose a self-deceiving and humble and cruel return path!
"Girl, the third brother promised you: the next life is just to protect you alone! I will not let you be hurt a little bit!"
Xing San hugged Lanyou, who was in a hurry, tightly in his arms, and choked aloud.
Knowing that it was adventurous and irrational to bring Lan Youyou to see Feng Tuan Tuan; Xing San chose to realize her wish without hesitation.
At least, he can control when he ends his life with Lan Youyou!
At least, he and Lan Youyou could have died once in the same year and on the same day! Even on Huangquan Road, we can walk with each other.
Although Xing San said no fear of life and death, he was calm.
Before rushing to Naypyidaw, Xing San sent another text message to Feng Xinglang.
Two days later, Feng Xinglang received another text message from an unknown mobile phone number: [Feng Tuan Tuan is in Kaohsiung, Taiwan. 】
As before, a photo and full address are attached.
This time, Xing San chose Taiwan closer to Thailand. But he has to rush to Burma; one to the east and one to the west; this way can make him and the people in Hetun farther and farther, thereby reducing the danger of him and Lan Youyou.
From Thailand to Taiwan, a three-hour flight can be reached. This time, Feng Xinglang did not inform Hetun, but wanted to go alone.
No matter whether Xing San cheated himself again or not this time, Feng Xinglang would choose to be trusted!
But as Xing San expected: It is impossible for Ai Zi's eager Hetun to let his own son take the risk alone. After letting Xing Ba keep up with Feng Xinglang, he and Xing Twelve followed them.
As soon as she got off the plane, Feng Xinglang received a call from Feng Lixin.
But let the phone ring many times, Feng Xinglang did not answer. He didn't know what he could say to Feng Lixin after answering.
After a few seconds of silence, Feng Xinglang interrupted Feng Lixin's phone call and forwarded two photos of Feng Tuantuan from Xing San to Feng Lixin. If he can have a clue for his daughter, he must be able to get a moment of comfort.
Finally quiet, Feng Xinglang gave a slight breath.
As he was about to leave the airport and rush to Kaohsiung, Feng Xinglang's cell phone rang again.
After glancing at the number, Feng Xinglang's deep eyebrows relaxed. Before the time to speak, the little guy whispered loudly from the phone.
"Feng Xinglang, you are so good at it that you dare not turn on the phone and do not answer your wife and children's calls!"
It is estimated that it took a long time to get through, and the words of the little things were full of dissatisfaction with Feng Xinglang.
"How do you talk to your dad? My dad was just on the plane. Can he answer your call unruly?"
Hearing the voice of his own son, Feng Xinglang's uneasy heart, was also quite safe.
"Ran again? Did you find the slug?"
The little boy accepted the explanation from his dad, but still had such a little dissatisfaction.
"Dad is too lazy to tell you!"
Feng Xinglang dealt with his son's dissatisfaction, "Where's your mommy, let her answer the phone!"
"Too lazy to say, don't say it! Mommy is not free to answer your call! Bye bye!"
Before Xiao Xinglang answered, the little thing really hung up the phone.
"..." Little Bunny! Who's following this little smell?
Feng Xinglang wants to call back, and take a good lesson.
But the knuckled fingers finally stopped.
It is said that companionship is the longest love confession; but his dear can't even do this, and what qualifications are there to scold his son!
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Naypyidaw, located in a small basin in the Sidam Valley in central Myanmar.
In view of Lan Youyou's condition, Xing San slowed down to Naypyidaw. Originally it only took four or five hours to drive, but Xing San let the driver drive for more than ten hours.
While Lan Youyou was resting for a few hours, Xing San, who was suspicious by nature, would send them over to the driver to deal with it. I checked the tail that might appear behind me two or three times. Then I drove myself to Binmana County.
Binmana County, in the narrow strip of the Xitang River Valley between the Bugu Mountains and the Bennong Mountains, is surrounded by mountains in the north and Pingchuan in the south. It has a good hidden advantage.
Around a modern building where a local bureaucrat lived, Xing San detoured twice before driving in the pickup truck.
There was a faint cry of a baby girl in the building.
After so many days of hard work, Lan Yuyou, who was so murky, woke up immediately when she heard the baby's cry.
"Tuan Tuan ... It's Tuan Tuan! Tuan Tuan is crying ... She is crying!"
She was struggling to sit up, but Xing San wrapped her waist. "Girl, you calm down. Tuantuan is upstairs, and Sange will take you upstairs to see her right away."
"Tuan Tuan ... Tuan Tuan ... Mommy is here ..."
Lan Youyo shouted her daughter's name; but her voice was so weak that she couldn't even hear it from the car window, let alone the group who had been locked upstairs in the room and heard it.
"Yoyou, slow down. Let the third brother hug you."
Xing San's residual leg was wounded twice by Xing Shi; the wound was almost dripping with blood; although the ulcers and bleeding were stopped these days, climbing up the stairs with a heavy load was still laborious. Only climbed to the third floor, Xing San's body was almost soaked with cold sweat.
And Lan Youyo's physical condition is difficult to breathe spontaneously, let alone support her to walk alone.
Xing San's blood dripped all the way down the steps, full of bleakness ...