Chapter 165

Even the occasional slight frown and lip pursing is the same as Feng Xun's... Without any blood relationship verification, she can recognize that they are absolute biological father and son!

It's just that Feng Fu's long-term illness has added a bit of confusion to his eyes, so he looks more gloomy than Feng Xun!

Looking at the two people who are really similar in the mirror, Feng Xun also suddenly realized for a moment... Once upon a time, his father had not been ill, he was still young, and his father also stood in front of the floor mirror with him who was still small. He depicted the height of the two people and said with a smile: "ah Xun, you will grow up to be an iron man like your father!"

Now that he has grown up for a long time, his father can no longer recognize him!

Compared with Feng Xun's trance, Feng's father was also a little surprised. He took the mirror in his hand and looked at himself. Then he looked at Feng Xun and even looked at him carefully for a moment.

"Are you very similar?" At the beginning of the summer, seven people asked earnestly, knowing that this kind of thing was too urgent for a moment!

Feng's father didn't answer, but looked at Feng Xun thoughtfully for a moment. Suddenly, his eyes narrowed slightly and he asked unhappily, "do you say your name is Feng Xun?"

"Not bad!" Feng Xun nodded slightly. He felt a little hostility from his father in his heart, and his heart sank down.

Sure enough, Feng Fu's face broke down and said in a deep voice, "who are you and why do you want to take the same name as my son?"

Feng Xun was slightly stunned. His father recognized the name and remembered it, but he couldn't recognize him!

"Uncle Feng, he is your son!" In the seventh day of the summer, he couldn't explain it. He never thought it would happen. He remembered the name of Feng Xun. Feng Xun was standing in front of him, but he couldn't recognize it!

"He's my son?" Feng Fu frowned slightly, waved his hand, shook his head and said without hesitation: "impossible, my son is still so young, how could it be him?"

Feng's father said this, stretched out his hand to draw a position, and thought that his son's height was only to his waist, which made the seventh day of the summer even more helpless to shake his head.

No wonder he can't recognize Feng Xun. It turns out that in his cognition, Feng Xun is such a small child?

She subconsciously looked at Feng Xun and whispered, "it seems that your father's memory is still in the past..."

Feng Xun nodded, and his lips stirred up a helpless smile. It's not surprising that his father would have such a memory fragment missing!

When I asked the doctor for diagnosis before, the doctor said that my father's illness may have been confused for a long time. It's possible to recognize the wrong person and remember the past!

Just when Feng Xun and the seventh day of the summer both gave up and let Feng Xun and his father and son recognize each other, Feng Xun's father suddenly got up and rushed towards him. He grabbed Feng Xun's neck and asked fiercely, "where did you get my son?"

This sudden change, scared at the beginning of Summer July 1.

He can't recognize Feng Xun. He even suspects that Feng Xun has kidnapped his son?

"Uncle Feng, you misunderstood..." the seventh day of the summer, after a moment's surprise, he quickly took Feng's father's arm and tried to let him go: "he didn't hide your son!"

"Get out of here!" Feng's father pushed away the seventh day of Xia Dynasty. He didn't expect that his strength suddenly became so strong. He was unstable at his feet and almost fell to the ground. Fortunately, he grasped the sofa and held it. Only when his ankle touched the foot of the sofa, she gasped with pain.

But she couldn't take care of the pain from her feet, so she got up and tried to open the seal again.

If she guessed correctly, Feng Fu's illness might have happened again, so her strength would have become so terrible, and she had already seen Feng Fu's ruthlessness in pinching people!

Feng Xun's neck was severely pinched by his father, and his face remained unchanged. He just frowned tightly when he saw the seventh day of the summer being pushed away by his father.

"Feng Xun --" Xia Chu Qi shouts out anxiously. He wanted to come here, but he was stopped by Feng Xun's deep voice.

"Don't come here, or he will hurt you again!"

"But..." what else do you want to say on the seventh day of the summer day? You are worried that you will make the situation worse when you step forward.

Fortunately, Feng Xun's skill is stronger than that of his father. Even though his neck is strangled by his father, his two hands clearly hold his father's joints.

In a murmur, Feng Xun finally subdued Feng Fu, who became delirious and even crazy in order to find his son.

"Come on, get the rope!" Feng Xun presses his father on the sofa and urges the seven deep voices of the early summer to one side.

At the beginning of the summer, he got up to look for the rope. In a hurry, he managed to find the rope. He helped Feng Xun tie up the crazy Feng Fu and took a low breath. He asked anxiously, "Feng Xun, is this really good?"

It seems that Feng Fu's symptoms are getting more and more serious. Even if he can't get rid of the shackles of the rope, his hands and feet are also strangled by the rope for struggling, leaving red scars

Feng Xun shook his head, turned and walked to the cabinet not far away, opened the door, took out a bottle of pure water and a bottle of medicine, poured out a few, and said in a deep voice: "we still need to feed him medicine, to temporarily suppress his illness!"

At the beginning of the summer, he nodded and saw Feng Xun's father staring at him. He seemed to regard him as an enemy. He sighed and said, "I'll come!"

She took the pills and pure water from Feng Xun and was about to feed them to his father, but he seemed to know that they were going to force him to take the medicine. She shook her head and struggled desperately, but she refused to open her mouth.

The seventh day of the summer can only helplessly look at Feng Xun, just want to ask him what to do, Feng Xun has a hand holding his father's jaw, forced him to open his mouth, and then urged her in a low voice: "Hello!"

On the seventh day of the summer, he poured the pills into Feng Fu's mouth and fed him some pure water to make sure that he had swallowed the pills.

"I'm sorry..." on the seventh day of the summer, Feng Fu was given the medicine. Seeing that he was staring at himself, he didn't seem to understand why she would become the one who forced her. He had no choice but to explain: "you are ill, you need to take medicine to recover. We won't hurt you!"

"Son..." Feng Fu spoke slowly, his voice was a little hoarse.

"He's safe. He'll be fine. You can rest assured." The seventh day of the summer patted Feng's father on the shoulder and advised him with a smile.

At the beginning of summer, Xu's eyes with a smile had a different appeal. In addition, the drug gradually played a role. Feng Fu's original intense emotion slowly subsided, and his eyelids drooped.