Chapter 1618: Come here! Catch a thief!

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After his wife and children left, Feng Xinglang suddenly collapsed on the bed, and could not bring any strength.
Fighting for so long, he almost overdrawn all his physical strength.
He just wanted to close his eyes and take a good rest.
"Xinglang ... Xinglang ... what happened to you?"
In the face of Feng Xinglang who was suddenly motionless on the bed and his eyes were tightly closed, Feng Lixin called out nervously.
"Xinglang, don't pretend to scare your brother! It's not fun, you know ?!"
Feng Lixin shook several times from left to right, Feng Xinglang felt the sweet and hot liquid that had just been swallowed by himself, and poured out of his stomach.
"Ahem ..."
Just coughing twice, blood was coughed by Feng Xinglang. Spit Feng Lixin's back.
"Come here ... Doctor ... Doctor ... come here!"
Frightened Feng Lixin was so frightened that he forgot to ring the bell, shouting loudly and rushing out to scream.
Yan Bang, who was still smoking, heard Feng Lixin's shout and quickly lost his hand and ran back.
"Feng Lixin, what's wrong? What's wrong?"
"Hurry ... hurry! Call the doctor ... Xinglang vomits blood! Hurry and call the doctor!"
Feng Lixin screamed in horror, and the whole person was shaking.
"Doctor! Where the is it!"
Yan Bang scolded while rushing to the ward to check Feng Xinglang who had vomited blood.
Not as bad as imagined: Feng Xinglang himself took the paper towel on the bedside and wiped the blood spilling from the corner of his mouth.
"Lang ... Lang ... How do you feel?" Yan Bang rushed over.
"It's okay ... I can't die! My brother likes to be surprised!"
"My grandfather, you're scared to death!"
Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang and pressed it against his cheek, his arms trembling.
After some examination, the doctor suggested that Feng Xinglang be transferred to the intensive care unit for observation for 24 hours.
But Feng Xinglang firmly opposed it. How worried if my wife and children come to see me pushed into the intensive care unit tomorrow.
"Xing Lang, stop talking! If Xue Luo comes to see you spit blood, she will be scared! The consequences are unthinkable!"
After a series of persuasion by Feng Lixin and Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang only agreed to enter the intensive care unit for ten hours. Before Xue Luo came to see him tomorrow morning, he must be transferred out of the intensive care unit.
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It is late, but people cannot sleep.
Xue Luo stared quietly at his sleeping son, his tears were hazy.
The buttock of his son's injured finger has been re-bandaged. Almost all the nails were cut off with a sharp blade.
Seeing that little finger that my son has lost, how can it be painful for Xue Luo to be his mother's heart!
Xue Luo kept covering her son's injured little hand on his chest, and she cried silently.
Although the housekeeper Mo comforted her that the child was not fully developed and the knuckles were still growing, after a little plastic repair, it was exactly the same as the original finger, and no injuries were visible.
But the scar that hurts the little guy's heart, how to repair it!
When Xue Luo was crying, and her son hugging her arms was about to fall asleep, Xue Luo heard a silent whisper ... 叩 wall sound?
Because she felt the sound should come from the sleeping master bedroom.
"Who?" Xue Luo asked.
"Don't be afraid ... it's me!" A low voice, with a slight weakness.
"Xing Twelve? You ... how did you come here?"
Xue Luo was surprised first, then slightly angry.
Feeling this home became the park where they want to come in and leave, and leave when they want to leave? The main street? Hotel?
And even her room, just want to go in, do not even say hello! Not to mention respect and privacy.
"Lin Xueluo, my elder father wakes up ..."
Xing Twelve murmured, looking unhappy.
"Isn't that great!"
Woke up and woke up, and what happened to her Lin Xueluo? !! She still has injured husband and son to take care of it!
"But my righteous father ... he is not in a good mood ..." Xing Shiliang stopped talking.
"Coincidentally, I don't know what my mood is! I worry about the injured hospitalized husband, and at the same time take care of my young broken finger son and my daughter who has less than four months in her belly!"
He is in a bad mood, everyone must be busy taking care of his mood; what about other people's mood?
"The righteous father ... he's very depressed! He wants ... He wants to see fifteen!"
Xing Shiliang finally explained his intentions: he wanted to pick up Lin Nuo's children to cheer his father Hetun.
"Sorry, my son is not called fifteen, my son is called Feng Linnuo! From now on, he has no relationship with him anymore!"
Take her son to please Hetun, have you considered her feelings of being a mother? Son's broken finger, who gave it?
"Lin Xueluo ... It's only been a long time since I saw you, how can you ... how can it be so unreasonable?"
At that time, Xing Shiliang did not expect Lin Xueluo to say such a thing.
Before coming to Fengjia to pick up the fifteenth brother, he also considered: Will taking the fifteenth brother away from his mum be too wronged by Lin Xueluo? Because Lin Xueluo has just returned to Feng family to reunite with her husband and son!
But now it seems that I am completely worried!
At this moment, Lin Xueluo is a very unreasonable little woman! There is no goodness and gentleness at all!
Still worried about her being wronged? Now Xing Shiliang feels that he is the most aggrieved! I feel Lin Xueluo is not sensible! A daughter-in-law was able to say such rebellious words.
"I'm pretty unreasonable. What can you do to me? Still like before, want to be tough and Nono directly from me ?!"
Lin Xueluo simply sat up and reasoned with Xing XII.
"Xing Twelve, you are loyal to your righteous father, I ca n’t control it, and I do n’t want to control it either! It was my Lin Xueluo who gave birth in October and gave birth to Xinru, but he suffered a broken finger injury for nothing Say who should I hate ?! "
Lin Xueluo's remarks made Xing Twelve dumbfounded.
After all, it's just a big boy in his early twenties. His emotional intelligence is not so delicate, and his human intelligence is blank. He regards Hetun as his own heaven, his own land; what he does, everything seems to be turning around Hetun.
"Then you can't blame my right father? My right father is just to avenge my second brother! Is this also wrong?"
Xing Twelve's thinking is still so simple, "Again, Seresto is dead! The oldest man has already reported his revenge for his fifteenth brother!"
"After twelve years old, I have no mood to hear you say these vendettas!"
Xue Luo held her son closer, "Hurry back and guard your righteous father, don't wake up Nono!"
"I must take my fifteenth brother back to see his righteous father!"
"you dare!"