Chapter 703: Are you more like me than me, right?

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After receiving a call from the hospital, Xue Luo quickly rushed over with his son Nono.
The ward was filled with the smell of disinfection potions; it seemed that there was a faint smell of blood.
Yuan Duoduo's face was pale, his eyes widened and he looked at the pale ceiling.
Motionless, like staring at death.
"Blossoming ..."
Xue Luo exclaimed, and immediately leaned over to Yuan Duoduo's sickness.
"Duoduo, what's wrong with you, doesn't matter? The doctor said that you had a lot of blood and didn't cooperate with the treatment ... it scared me!"
Looking at Yuan Duoduo's unlovable life and empty eyes, Xue Luo wept softly.
"Don't you say I'll accompany you to the hospital for surgery on Friday? Why are you here alone?"
Xue Luo stroked Yuan Duoduo's pale and scarlet face, eagerly: "Duoduo, you say something ... don't you scare me?"
"Big blossoming, what's wrong with you? If you don't talk, I'll kiss you!"
The little girl was distressed by the mum who was crying, but also Yuan Duoduo who was motionless and silent.
The childish voice finally passed into Yuan Duoduo's ears, she turned her head to the side and saw Lin Nuo's children close at hand.
"Nono ... the big blossoming kids ... nothing! Nothing ..."
Or the innocence of the child touched Yuan Duoduo, who was as dead as a heart. She struggling to support her upper body and hugged Lin Nuo tightly in her arms, crying silently.
Crying is always better than being alone in your heart. Yuan Duoduo's heartbroken wailing cried, his liver and intestines seemed broken.
She knew that the child in her belly could not be kept, and she was ready to destroy it, but at this moment when the little thing was really scraped from her belly, she felt so distressed.
The little guy was cuddled and cried by Yuan Duoduo, and seemed to be unable to respond: When did Bigduo have children?
Touching the scene, Xue Luo was really hurt by Yuan Duoduo's heartbreaking cry.
It is inevitable to think of myself: if my own children were gone ... Will there be Lin Xueluo who is alive now?
Or, what kind of life would be reopened?
Every time I think of it, I feel a little worried. Especially when locked in a container ... Every day is a living torment for a pregnant woman. Also face the provocation and persecution of Lan Youyou's vicious woman ...
Thinking of being beaten by Lan Youyo's blood, Xue Luo couldn't help but hate.
But what's the use of hate alone?
Lan Youyou married Feng Lixin and became Feng Xinglang's sister-in-law; she successfully washed everything for herself!
Feng Xinglang will not deal with her, and Feng Lixin will not!
What about the persecution and grievances that Lin Xueluo suffered with her children? That's it?
As soon as Hetun refused to transfer Nono's account to his own name, Xue Luo's heart was sore.
Feng's children ...
Xing's children ...
How could they have a face with her!

When Feng Xinglang rushed to the hospital, Yuan Duoduo had fallen asleep.
Son Lin Nuo was hugged in the arms by Xue Luo and was snoring.
After falling from the hospital, Xue Luo turned off the machine; so Feng Xing Longdou came here for a long time.
"Why don't you turn it on? How about Yuan Duoduo?"
Feng Xinglang came over and wanted to hug his son who was just sleepy from Xue Luo's arms.
Xue Luo hesitated a moment, or let Feng Xinglang hold the child over. I ca n’t take the little things with me in the hospital.
"Shut down because I don't want to answer your call!" Xue Luo bluntly said.
Seeing that the woman's mood was falling, Feng Xinglang vacated a hand and hooked Xue Luo into her arms.
Maybe it's been a long time, maybe it's touching the scene, Xueluo first struggled, and then sobbed in the man's arms.
Feng Xinglang patted Xue Luo's back softly, kissed her hairline, and pressed her with her cheek.
It took a long time for Xueluo to calm down.
"Feng Xinglang, take Nono to bed tonight. I'll stay in the hospital to take care of the blossoms."
"Is there a nurse?" The man murmured.
"I must stay here! If you find Nono trouble, just leave it to me!"
Xue Luo reached out to hug the child, but Feng Xinglang held it in his palm.
"I know that your two girlfriends have a good relationship ... Then you have to rest early, and I will see you tomorrow after I finish sending Nono."
It seemed that Feng Xinglang wanted to say something to Xue Luo, but it was late at night, the patient had to be quiet, and the little guy asleep on his shoulders forced Feng Xinglang to leave first.
Bentley was heading towards Imperial Dragon City.
But turned around halfway, whizzing towards the haunted house of Cong Gang in Qibei Mountain City.
At the entrance to Panshan below the forest, barricades were set up and Bentley was forced to stop.
He glanced into the depths of the forest, which was more than ten kilometers away. And there is a little sleeping baby ...
According to common sense, Bentley should turn around and head towards Yulong City, where they can treat their father and son as grandfathers.
But Bentley stopped unreasonably, and two minutes later, a healthy figure holding a baby girl emerged from the inside and walked slowly to the haunted house deep in the forest.
Unexpectedly, Feng Xinglang saw a buggy after walking a kilometer with his sleeping son in his arms.
It's weird that a car pops up in the deep and horrifying jungle;
But Feng Xinglang grinned, and got into the car. He knew that the car was just for Cong.
The light from the haunted house seemed to welcome their father and son.
Feng Xinglang used his long legs to open the door, which was just a cover. I saw Cong Gang dressed at home sitting in front of an oval tea table, tasting new tea.
"Pretend to be a ghost!"
Feng Xinglang gave a cold disapproval, "Cong Gang, are you more like an uncle than me?
The sofa on the side has been cleaned up, and even a small pillow has been placed.
Obviously, Cong just knew the arrival of their father and son. He wanted to come to that barricade.
After placing his son in his arms comfortably on the sofa, Feng Xinglang sat down opposite Cong Gang.
On the tea table, there is freshly brewed tea, which is slightly hot, but it is just tasting.
Feng Xinglang also drinks tea. But rarely like the sample tea of ​​Cong Gang.
After drinking a few sips of tea, Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang who was playing with the cups. It looks like an extra-terrestrial person, with a little fancier who doesn't eat human fireworks.
"Are you still alive?"
Feng Xinglang snorted, "I thought you were ashes by Yan Bang!"