Chapter 159: The Death of Feng Lixin (Part 2)

"Old Mo, remember, don't let Xinglang find Xueluo back and imprison her in the house. Xueluo is a human, not an animal ... Our Fengjia is sorry enough for her."

Feng Lixin finished his speech with anger. He was afraid that if he did not speak again, he would not have the opportunity to confess to Mo butler.

"Okay, master, all listen to you, all listen to you. Don't talk anymore, will you be on the ventilator again in a while." Mo steward comforted Feng Lixin.

"Okay, I won't say anymore."

Feng Lixin actually wanted to say: I'm afraid I won't have the opportunity to say it again in the future. "I'll wait for a while, and wait for Xinglang to come back. He's going to buy me a Geji flower armor. Knowing that you and An Zheng won't let you eat ... he sneaked away. The boy, still facing me like this!

After struggling, Feng Lixin closed his eyes slowly. He knew clearly: When he was so closed, he would never be able to open his life.

The housekeeper Mo always felt that the words of the young master Feng Lixin this morning were a bit desolate. Maybe Feng Lixin often makes such pessimistic emotions on weekdays, so he didn't attract enough attention from Mo Steward.

In addition, Feng Lixin's mental state is not bad this morning. How can Mo Steward associate with ominous aspects?

Seeing Feng Lixin resting his eyes tightly, he stopped talking, but retreated to the chair beside him, guarding the young master Feng Lixin step by step. Regardless of whether Feng Lixin is asleep or asleep, there is almost never at least one person in the medical room.

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To say, Dr. Jin knows the patient's psychology best. Last night, he asked his assistant Xiao Xing about Feng Lixin in detail. I heard that Feng Lixin was crying because of urinary incontinence, and his mood was still fluctuating with a tranquilizer. Dr. Jin vaguely felt: Feng Lixin, something must be wrong.

In recent months, he has been inseparable from Feng Lixin. He eats, drinks, and sleeps, and he is almost involved. Dr. Jin knows that Feng Lixin's mood has been very low lately. Feng Lixin has some small cleanliness and strong self-esteem. And this time the incontinence has undoubtedly become the fuse.

So, he briefly explained to his old mother and rushed back overnight.

Fortunately, the car had to wait until dawn to enter and leave the mountain, and the driver of the Feng family had to arrive in the morning at the earliest. But he met a group of motorcycle enthusiasts at three in the morning. I was bumpy for more than two hours and arrived at the county seat. He almost vomited even his bile.

Dr. Jin did not dare to stay, and called a taxi to rush to her house without stopping. Because it was early, there was no obstacle on the way. It saved a lot of time.

When he reached Feng's home, Dr. Jin's pace was already rampant.

"Dr. Jin, it's a pity you came here so early." An An quickly greeted.

Dr. Jin, hesitant to talk to An Ying, went straight to the second floor. The assistant Xiao Xing, who was standing outside the medical room, immediately rushed forward to support him after seeing the tired Dr. Jin.

"Hurry ... help me in and see the young master. Hurry!" Dr. Jin panted.

"Master Dae is in a good spirit this morning." Knowing that the master was worried about Feng Dashao, Xiao Xing quickly reported peace.

Dr. Jin waved his hand, so tired that he didn't want to tell him more. Without seeing Feng Lixin in peace, Dr. Jin could not relax.

The door of the medical room opened, but Mo butler stepped forward in two steps. "Dr. Jin, you worked hard day and night."

Dr. Jin did not answer the butler, but went straight to Feng Lixin on the sickness.

Feng Lixin slept peacefully on the sick. On the unrecognizable face, there is no twist like suffering from pain in the body in the usual way.

Dr. Jin quickly reached out and tried Feng Lixin's breath. "Not good!" He whispered, and opened the blanket covering Feng Lixin's body ...

"Ah ... no ... Grand Master ... Grand Master!" The butler Mo screamed exhaustedly.

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Feng Xinglang's car skills really are first-rate. From Feng Jiabiao to Ge Ji Hua Jia Store in Beihaiwan Street, it took him less than 20 minutes. It was almost all the way to play drifting.

After paying the entire lineup for the lineup, Feng Xinglang successfully got a box of high-priced Geji garlands without having to line up.

While walking towards Ferrari with a flower box lunch box, Feng Xinglang received a call from Dr. Jin.

"Xinglang, my elder brother and I are in the ambulance. You immediately rushed to the emergency center of the General Hospital of the Military Region. Be careful on the road!"

After talking about this, Dr. Jin hung up the phone, and then, following the car's emergency center doctor, began to launch a further rescue of Feng Lixin.

With a bang, Feng Xinglang's flower box lunch box fell to the ground, and he fell into deep panic! He suddenly realized that his elder brother Feng Lixin had planned to spend money on a flower armor!

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It has been three days since Snow fell to school.

It seems like it suddenly lost touch with Feng Jia. Feng's family did not come to school to find her whereabouts; nor did she go to inquire about any news about Feng's family. It seems like everything is a dream! When I woke up, every bit of marrying into the Feng family became unreal.

But Xue Luo knew clearly: that's not a dream! Those are all really there! Because of something, it was deeply imprinted on her apex and could not be erased.

"Hmm ..." Yuan Duoduo dropped the tableware and sighed long. This was her Nth sigh in her lunch.

"Duoduo, what's wrong? Does today's food not satisfy your appetite?" Xue Luo asked softly.

Snowfall after leaving the house is not as easy as you think; from time to time, recalling some details and fragments, Snowfall also feels heartache, sadness, and tears secretly hiding in the quilt.

But at least her mental shackles have been opened, and she will not continue to suffer in morality and emotions.

For some things, it's good to be buried in the memory. Although it will be difficult!

"Xue Luo, you said that Feng Xinglang really did, quarreled and quarreled. What a big thing, did you really ignore you?" Indifferent to Lin Xueluo. In her impression, Feng Xinglang was not such a cold and ruthless man at all. Could it be that the last time I was in Yezhuang, that day the school took the snow off and it was just an illusion?

"Isn't that nice? I happen to be clean too!" Xue Luo put a mushroom into his mouth, but it was like chewing wax.

"When the snow falls, don't pretend. When you secretly wiped your tears last night, I saw it." Yuan Duoduo didn't want to tear through the snow, but he rushed out of the conversation.