Chapter 954

Accompanied by Qinghui, Feng Xuelan's mood calmed down a lot. For the experiences of Fu jiuzhong and Ding Yuxi, together with the child's experiences, the wind, snow and LAN are all counted on the head of tomorrow's day.

"Fu jiuzhong is my brother. Now that he has suffered such a thing, I must avenge him." Feng Xuelan said to Li Qinghui, "even if Mingzhe doesn't agree at that time, I must do it. I must completely destroy tomorrow."

Hearing what Feng Xuelan said, Li Qinghui looked at her and smiled.

Feng Xuelan looked at him suspiciously and heard Li Qinghui say, "Xuelan, you certainly don't realize that you don't even speak the word revenge in the same tone as before. If you used to speak the word revenge, it must be full of anger and resentment. No one can stop you, and even dare not stop you. But now, I think when you want to do it, it's not out of hatred and anger, but out of justice It's not all because Fu jiuzhong is your brother that you want to destroy tomorrow's day. You see them encounter such misfortune, but because you have a firm belief in what you should do. "

After chatting with Feng Xuelan for half the night, Li Qinghui was more sure of his previous thoughts.

The wind and snow have changed and become more mature and powerful than before.

But Feng Xuelan couldn't understand what he said.

"I never thought about justice." Feng Xuelan frowned and said to Li Qinghui, "it has always been the case. I have never done justice before, and now I don't think I am qualified to judge what kind of behavior is justice."

Li Qinghui nodded, "You do things according to your inner thoughts. When your heart is only ruthless, what you want to do must be ruthless. But now, Xuelan, led by he DUI and Mingzhe, you have walked side by side with them, so you are on the same road as them. You don't judge justice or not, but I believe you should know what they do There is no darkness on this road. They are the people who clean up the darkness. Now you have become the one who can clean up the darkness. "

Li Qinghui's words sounded mysterious to Feng Xuelan, but Feng Xuelan understood Li Qinghui's meaning a little. She also remembered what he Yaoshi had said to her.

Feng Xuelan asked he Yaoshi what is the duty and mission of a soldier, how she should judge whether her actions are in line with this duty and mission, and whether she, a person who kills countless people, is really qualified to undertake this duty and mission.

At that time, he Yaoshi told her that if one day, when she faced the choice, she remembered these questions she had asked again, then she should understand the answers to these questions.

At that time, Feng Xuelan thought he Yaoshi was too troublesome to answer, but now, Feng Xuelan understands what he Yaoshi said.

Although she didn't want to pursue justice, she did look at it from a different perspective in the face of Fu jiuzhong's experience.

Compared with hatred and anger, fengxuelan thinks more about how to protect at this moment.

She not only wants to protect Fu jiuzhong's child, but also the peace and harmony here.

When she talked about this country to amo's sister Heda, Heda's yearning and envy has not been forgotten by fengxuelan until now. If this yearning and envy can be kept in Heda's heart, fengxuelan feels that she is willing to do her best.

Revenge may be her most used way of action and her most used statement, but the purpose of a person's action may not be really the same as what she said.

Li Qinghui may have seen her mind that she didn't even realize.

Seeing Feng Xuelan seems to think clearly, Li Qinghui patted Feng Xuelan on the shoulder and said to her, "don't worry, I think Mingzhe won't object to it."

Feng Xuelan thought and felt that Li Qinghui was right. Her expression became much easier.

At this time, Li Qinghui's mobile phone suddenly vibrated. He hurried up and went out to answer the phone. Feng Xuelan's heart also mentioned to her throat. She knew that Li Qinghui said hello to the hospital. If Fu jiuzhong and Ding Yuxi had any news, someone would immediately notify Li Qinghui.

The child who was sleeping soundly didn't know whether he heard the footsteps from Qinghui or felt the anxiety of fengxuelan. Unexpectedly, he woke up at this time. Fengxuelan held the child in his arms and shook. Looking at her little face, he felt even worse.

A moment later, Li Qinghui came back.

"How is it?" Feng Xuelan asked eagerly.

Li Qinghui said excitedly, "life is saved! Fu jiuzhong still needs a liver transplant. I don't think it's a problem for him. Ding Yuxi has survived!"

Li Qinghui's words were like a sweet spring flowing into the heart of the wind and snow, and her eyes were red at once.

Feng Xuelan hugged the child and saw that she was looking at them with her big clear black eyes. Feng Xuelan smiled and said to the child, "little girl, do you hear me? Your father can still live, meet you and continue to take care of you! Even your half father is still alive! You have to be kind to him in the future. He saved your life, you know?"

The child waved his little hand and smiled. Feng Xuelan also laughed, but the tears in his eyes also fell.

Li Qinghui looked in a daze. At this moment, the wind and snow seemed to be full of maternal love. She had never seen Li Qinghui before.

When he recovered, he remembered that he had just promised to help the hospital.

Leaving Qinghui in a hurry, Feng Xuelan couldn't stay. Fortunately, she soon got the promise of father Zong tingshou, who even promised that Feng Xuelan would look after the child himself. Feng Xuelan was relieved to leave her child at home. She returned to the hospital again.

She stayed here until the afternoon. Li Qinghui came to tell her that Fu jiuzhong had awakened.

The Fu family all wanted to see Fu jiuzhong, but they were blocked by the doctor. Li Qinghui and Feng Xuelan looked at each other and knew what to do.

In the intensive care unit, Li Qinghui sent away the nurses left here and came to see Fu jiuzhong.

Fu jiuzhong couldn't move, but Li Qinghui asked him a few questions. Fu jiuzhong could answer them like a stream. It seemed that his mind was still very clear.

"Doctor! Where's my daughter? How's my daughter?" Fu jiuzhong grabbed Li Qinghui's sleeve, as if he tried his best to get the answer.