Chapter 703

After receiving a call from the hospital, xueluo rushed to the hospital with her son nono.

In the ward, there was a smell of disinfectant; it seemed that there was still a smell of blood.

Yuan Duoduo's face was pale, and he looked at the pale ceiling with wide eyes.

It's still. It's like dying.

"Many flowers..."

With a cry of snow, he immediately bent over yuan Duoduo's side.

"How are you, Duoduo? Do you mind? The doctor said that you had a lot of blood and didn't cooperate with the treatment It scared the hell out of me

Looking at Yuan Duoduo's loveless and empty eyes, Xue Luo sobs with heartache.

"Didn't you say that I would accompany you to the hospital for surgery on Friday? Why did you come ahead of time by yourself? "

Xueluo stroked yuan Duoduo's pale face, eager: "Duoduo, say something Don't scare me, will you? "

"What's the matter with you, big blossoms? If I don't talk, I'll kiss you! "

The little guy loves the weeping mummy and the motionless and silent yuan Duoduo.

The childish voice finally came into yuan Duoduo's ears. She turned her head and saw the Linnuo children close at hand.

"Nono Big kids period! No more... "

Or the innocence of children, touched the heart of Yuan Duoduo, she difficult to support their upper body, will Linnuo children tightly embrace in their arms, sobbing.

It's better to cry than to be alone. Yuan Duoduo wailed bitterly, heartbroken.

She knew that the baby in her stomach could not be saved, and she was ready to kill it. But at this moment, when the little thing really came out of her stomach, she was very distressed.

The little guy was held by Yuan Duoduo in his arms and cried bitterly, but he didn't seem to be able to respond: when did big Duoduo have children?

Touching the scene, snow heart is really torn by Yuan Duoduo's tears to prick pain.

It's hard to avoid thinking about yourself: if my own children were gone Will there be a living snowfall now?

Or, what kind of life will it reopen?

Every time I think about it, I will feel a lingering fear. Especially in containers Every day is a living ordeal for a pregnant woman. We have to face the provocation and persecution of the vicious woman LAN youyou

Think of oneself is beaten blood DC by blue long, snow falls cannot but hate.

But what's the use of hate?

LAN youyou married Feng Lixin and became Feng Xinglang's sister-in-law. She successfully whitened everything for herself!

Feng Xinglang will not deal with her, and Feng Lixin will not!

What about the persecution and grievance she suffered from Lin xueluo and her children? That's it?

At the thought of Hetun's refusal to transfer Nuo Nuo's registered permanent residence to his own name, xueluo's heart is in pain.

The heirs of Feng family

The heirs of the Xing family

How could they have the face to rob her!

When Feng Xinglang came to the hospital, Yuan Duoduo had already fallen asleep.

His son Linnuo was in the arms of xueluo and was dozing off.

After the hospital, xueluo shut down the machine, so it took a long time to find LANGDOU.

"Why don't you turn it on? How is yuan Duoduo? "

Feng Xinglang came over and wanted to hold his sleepy son in xueluo's arms.

Xueluo hesitated for a moment, but let Feng Xinglang hold the child. You can't take small things with you and watch the night in the hospital.

"Shut down because I don't want to answer your phone!" Snow down, speak up.

It can be seen that the woman is in a low mood. Feng Xinglang frees a hand and hooks the snow into his arms.

Maybe it's holding for a long time, maybe it's touching the scene. Snow first struggled, then sobbed in the man's arms.

Feng Xinglang gently patted xueluo's back, kissing her hair and rubbing her cheek.

It took a long time for the snow to settle down.

"Feng Xinglang, take nono to sleep tonight. I stay in the hospital to take care of Duoduo. "

"There are nurses." The man whispered.

"I have to stay here! If you don't like the trouble, leave it to me! "

Xueluo reaches for her baby, but Feng Xinglang grabs it in the palm of her hand.

"I know you two are close friends Then you should have a rest early. I'll come to see you tomorrow after delivering nono. "

It seems that Feng Xinglang still wants to say something to xueluo, but it's late at night, the patient wants to be quiet, and the little guy crawling on his shoulder is sleeping, which forces Feng Xinglang to leave first.

Bentley is heading for Yulong city.

But in the middle of the turn the direction, toward the Qibei mountain city CongGang haunted house whistling away.Bentley was forced to stop when a roadblock was set up at the entrance of the mountain under the forest.

He took a glance at the depth of the mountain forest, a distance of more than ten kilometers. And there's a sleeping baby

According to common sense, Bentley should turn around and head for the imperial dragon city, where they can treat their father and son as if they were the servants.

But Bentley did not stop, and two minutes later, a strong figure with a baby came out of it and walked slowly towards the haunted house in the forest.

As expected, after walking a kilometer with his sleeping son in his arms, Feng Xinglang saw an off-road vehicle.

In the deep and terrible jungle, Leng buting comes out with a car, which is really weird;

but Feng Xinglang lifts his lips and smiles, and then he gets into the car. He knew that Cong had just prepared the car for him.

The light from the haunted house seemed to welcome their father and son.

Feng Xinglang directly kicked open the door with his long legs. Then I saw Cong Gang sitting in front of an oval tea table dressed up at home, tasting new tea leisurely.

"Play the devil!"

"Cong Gang, you are more like an uncle than I am. Is that right?"

One side of the sofa has already been cleaned out, and even has placed a small pillow.

It's obvious that Cong Gang knew the arrival of their father and son. He wanted to come to the roadblock on purpose.

After Cong comfortable, he put his son in his arms.

On the tea table, there is just brewed tea, a little hot mouth, but just when the taste is good.

Feng Xinglang also drinks tea. But it's rare to taste tea like Cong gang.

After a few sips of tea, Feng Xinglang stares at CongGang who is fiddling with those cups. It looks like an outsider, with a little bit of cannibalism.

"Are you still alive?"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "I thought you were turned to ashes by Yan bang!"