Chapter 237: Feng Xinglang suppressed to the freezing point (1/2)
Xue Luo forgot one more rule: after eating, she couldn't open her mouth to speak.
Otherwise, you will vomit until you spit out everything you just ate.
Xue Luo didn't dare to cover his mouth, but bit his own lips, got up and trot toward the bathroom.
Watching Xue Luo's sudden departure, everyone seemed a little surprised.
”Oh, I see that white lotus, Bacheng was frightened by your brother's dignity!” Lan Youyou guessed heartlessly.
But the speaker has no intention, but the listener has the heart.
Feng Lixin's sensitive inferiority complex was stabbed again. Because of this moment, Lan Youyou's distorted explanation has undoubtedly become the most suitable reason for Xue Luo to leave suddenly.
”My wife won't be like this. She is the most kind and humble.” An Yan could not help but grumble over Xue Luo.
”That's an instinctual response after being stimulated and frightened! It has nothing to do with kindness!”
Lan Youyou snorted again and again. She really doesn't like An An, a domestic servant who dares to talk back to her. Had it not been for a good meal, Lan Youyou really wanted to fire Feng Lixin for her.
”Lan Youyou, my brother's tragic situation now, isn't it thanks to you ?!”
Feng Xinglang scolded Lan Youyou in a roaring manner.
”Okay, I am in such a terrible situation that I have to blame myself and have nothing to do with other people!”
Feng Lixin's voice was not only shaking, but even his gloved hands were shaking. At this moment, he suddenly felt that if he was alive, he would only affect more people! Everyone can be relieved if they die.
”Master Master ... Master Master ... breath slowly, slowly ... don't worry, we slowly!”
Dr. Jin, who had been eating in silence, felt the strangeness of Feng Lixin, and quickly dropped the tableware and rushed to the wheelchair, guiding Feng Lixin's emotional Feng Lixin to breathe.
After finally taking off the ventilator for more than half a month, Dr. Jin certainly did not want to see the torment suffered by Feng Lixin.
Feng Xinglang rushed over to hold Feng Lixin's stiff upper body in his arms, and stroked his back.
”Brother, breathe slowly, you can. I know you hate that **** ventilator.”
In the end, Feng Lixin still relieved the emotion of being too excited, but the whole person became frustrated.
Lying back to the hospital bed, he closed his eyes and stopped talking to anyone.
Feng Xinglang's mood was suppressed to the freezing point.
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When Xue Luo spit out of the bathroom and returned to the restaurant, the two brothers Feng were no longer on the table. Only Lan Youyou was carelessly messing with the rice in the bowl.
”Where is Li Xin?” Xue Luo asked.
When she vomited darkly in the bathroom, she seemed to hear noise from the dining table. Seems to hear Feng Xinglang's violent man yelling and yelling again.
”I was stunned by you! Go back to the medical room for rescue!” Lan Youyou snorted coldly, then took a look at Xue Luo and rolled her eyes.
”Being, stimulated by me? What the **** is going on?” The snow fell into the mist and some did not understand what Lan Youyou was referring to.
”Did you just get frightened by Feng Lixin's look? Disgusting made you go to the bathroom and vomit? Lin Xueluo, I didn't say you. Since you want to please Feng Xinglang's favor, you have to pretend in front of him Be empathetic! Don't you know that he is an outright 'brother slave'! His elder brother Feng Lixin is more important than his own life! ”
Lan Youyou's explanation really fell the snow. It turned out that the nausea they had just suddenly surged up was defined by them as their hatred of Feng Lixin's appearance?
how could be! How could I hate Feng Lixin! This time, the grievance is so great!
When Xue Luo hurried to the second floor, trying to explain or apologize to Feng Lixin, he just hit Feng Xinglang who came out of the medical room.
The man's face was as cold as a demon creature bred in the dark soil, full of violent gas.