Chapter 2: Is there such a beautiful woman in this world?

Feng Lixin has begun using a ventilator. These days, he feels more and more difficult to breathe spontaneously.

"Lao Jin, is my complication serious?" He asked Lao Jin, the full-time doctor who cleaned the ventilator.

"Not serious. Just a little inflammation in the lungs." Lao Jin vaguely said.

"If you have Lao Jin, you don't have to hide it from me. In fact, death is a relief for me."

As a full-time doctor of Feng Lixin, Lao Jin can better understand how Feng Lixin suffers from severe pain every day: he does not live for himself, but for his brother Feng Xinglang.

Lao Jin sighed, "It's not just the lungs, your liver's hematopoietic function, your kidney's excretory function are starting to go wrong."

"You said directly: How many days do I have to live?" Feng Lixin asked calmly in the face of death.

"If it is only conservative treatment every day, it will not exceed three months at most." Dr. Jin answered truthfully.

"Three months ... three months ... If I die like this, Xinglang will be more lonely, more lonely, and even more hate to seal the rest of the family! I really can't bear that he will only have hatred as his companion in the future. ... that would ruin his life. I want to find him a good woman and take good care of him after I die! "

"Easy to talk about! With Second Master's temperament, how could he be willing to marry any woman at this time?" Lao Jin shook his head and sighed.

"Finally try it."

Feng Lixin's daily medicine soup was fed by Feng Xinglang himself. No matter how busy he is, he will quit his job and rush back.

This time, Feng Lixin turned his head to the side and refused to drink. "Xinglang, when will you help me marry my brother-in-law?"

It's a common topic again. Feng Xinglang knows his brother's intentions: he thinks he can take care of himself after his death!

"Your elder brother is not married yet, what anxiety is my brother." Feng Xinglang shirk.

"I don't look like a ghost or a ghost. Where else is a woman willing to marry? It is obviously a burden on other girls. Besides, I have a long life!" Feng Lixin said lightly.

It's a complete truth, but the speaker has no intention but the listener has the heart.

Feng Xinglang sent the medicine in the spoon to his lips to test the temperature, and then sent it to Feng Lixin's lips again.

"You are not obedient, brother is in a bad mood and doesn't want to drink!"

Feng Lixin used childhood tricks. But at that time, most of them were to coax Xinglang to drink medicine.

He could feel the increasing hatred in his brother Feng Xinglang's eyes. He was afraid that after his death, Feng Xinglang would be swallowed up by hatred. Apart from revenge, there was no one who could make him nostalgic.

If he has a home, a wife and children, then it's different!

Feng Xinglang slowly put the medicine spoon back into the bowl, and said lightly: "Otherwise, marry in the name of your Feng Lixin. If there is any woman willing to marry, I will marry her! How?"

Feng Lixin stunned: I did not expect that Feng Xinglang would agree, let alone that he would propose such a condition.

"Marriage in my name? Aren't you deliberately embarrassing the girl?"

"I know you are afraid of my loneliness. But if this woman does not have enough kindness, her heart is not clean enough, and her purpose is not pure enough, how can you rest assured to give her younger brother her life?"

Feng Xinglang can be sure: no pure-hearted woman will come to marry. Even if there are, there are other plans.

Feng Lixin is certainly not at ease! However, it seems that this crooked theory of his brother Feng Xinglang still sounds a bit reasonable: a woman with an unclean heart and a puristic purpose can not take good care of his brother.

Cover the hatred and loneliness of Feng Xinglang even more!

But is there such a beautiful woman in this world?