"You get up, you can't die like this! You've hurt me so many times. Don't think you can solve it once you die! " She yelled at him hoarsely. The man who had brought her lotus seed soup last night was lying there silently, even his heart was beating slowly.
He's dying.
If it's gambling, it's possible to win or lose.
How could this guy be as lucky as she was when she was young?!
Huge darkness pressed over from the top of the head, and Huarong's eyes turned black again and again. She was stopped by Fu Tingyuan and watched Fengjin pushed into the ICU ward.
"Phoenix brocade You can't do this to me... " She murmured at a loss, "how can you do this to me..."
How can you punish me with death and revenge me? What did she do wrong? Why did she hurt me in the first place and repay me the most painful one in the end
She fell down, and the whole person couldn't stand. Lornan looked at Huarong, and her face was blue. He came to her in a panic and called out, "Rongrong, Rongrong..."
Huarong can't see her or even all the people around her. She only remembers that Fengjin sat on the bed and looked up at her appearance last night.
His face was clear and handsome, and his manner was serious, as if he were talking about a very common thing.
"You shoot me, and if I'm not dead, you'll marry me. This is even. How about it? "
How can there be such an excessive man, in such a cruel injury to her, and then use such a deadly way to save her.
In front of her, she replayed the Phoenix brocade again and again, looking at her eyes, helpless, resolute, calm to the cold.
He took her hand and shot himself in the heart -
he bet his luck.
Obviously, however, he is about to lose.
Fengjin is dying.
This recognition made her heart beat seem to stop, she kept breathing violently, but the oxygen in the air seemed unable to be absorbed, and the whole person was suffocated.
Her state let Feng Jin's brother frown a little, and then squeezed her back neck, directly pinched her fainted in the past.
Feng Zhen picked up Huarong from the ground and nodded to Fu Tingyuan. In his voice, there was the solemnity and calmness of those who had been in high positions in the army all the year round: "we will come to thank you for Xiaojin's affairs in person sometime in the future. But the next thing is all about our Phoenix family. We will handle it in person, so we won't bother you any more. "
He looks very similar to Feng brocade. His appearance is gorgeous and delicate. However, he is outside all the year round. His skin is much rougher than that of Feng brocade, and his aura is colder, stronger and more manly.
Fu Tingyuan took a look at the Huarong in his arms. Listening to his tone, he saw that Huarong was also involved in their family affairs.
He didn't say anything, just a smile, and nodded peacefully and elegantly: "Fengjin is my friend. It's right to ask someone to help him. It's unnecessary to thank you."
Feng Zhen should a, and then looked at the flowers in her arms, an unknown sigh, and then turned to the family behind her: "I take her to the ward."
The people in the corridor gradually dispersed. Luo Nan followed Fu Tingyuan at the beginning, a little at a loss.
Fu Tingyuan looked at her pale expression, raised his hand and stroked her hair. He asked in a warm voice, "it's OK here. I'll take you home first?"
Luonan first shook his head, sat on the chair, some tired support forehead, "Feng Jin really will die?"