"Died with remaining grievances!"
Xing Shiqi lowered his voice and said.
"Yes, died with remaining grievances!"
The little fellow continued, "Dear father, don't sleep in anymore … My second brother died with remaining grievances!"
Perhaps at this moment, the little fellow was merely playing the role of a messenger. He didn't really understand the meaning of dying with remaining grievances.
Died with remaining grievances?!
Was it that serious?
Must they see him, Feng Xinglang?
Since when was he so popular? One by one, they wanted to see him?
The main point was that he wasn't very familiar with this Xing Er!
Feng Xinglang speculated that the heavily injured Xing Er most likely wanted to change his mind before he died, to make him forgive the sinful He Tun!
Was there a need for that?
Feng Xinglang felt that there was no need at all! If Xing Er was smart enough, he would be able to understand their family's trip to Pater Castle!
Then there would be no need for him to persuade Feng Xinglang!
At this moment, Feng Xinglang, who was extremely tired, didn't want to see the dying Xing Er. He wasn't in a good mood to listen to a dying man's nagging so early in the morning! The main point was that he wasn't very familiar with this Xing Er!
"Xinglang … Xinglang … Wake up, Nuo Nuo is calling you!"
Xue Luo was woken up by her son's angry banging on the door. She pushed her sleeping husband while trying to get off the bed.
"Dear father … Hurry up and open the door! If you don't open the door, I'm going to ask someone to kick the door … "
The moment these words came out of his mouth, the little fellow denied it. It was fine to deal with his dear father who loved to sleep in, but his dear mommy was still sleeping in the room! If his dear mommy wasn't wearing any clothes, or if she was wearing very little, that would be very bad! So the little fellow decided to give up on asking someone to kick the door, this kind of rude thing. It was just a verbal threat to this bastard's father.
Feng Xinglang grabbed the woman who was about to get up and shouted at the door, "Stinky brat, your guts have grown! Try asking someone to kick the door! "
"Coming, coming, mommy is here to open the door."
Seeing the father and son quarreling so early in the morning, Xue Luo hurriedly opened her mouth to ease the tense atmosphere.
She knew that the elder and the younger were a pair of stubborn masters. Perhaps the original intention was just to quarrel with the father and son, but if they provoked each other and the situation went out of control, it would not be good.
"You've spoiled this kid to this extent!"
"You make it sound like you dote on her less than me! Our family's Nuo Nuo has never been able to correct his vicious nature, and it's all because he has a father like you, Feng Xinglang, who acts as an accomplice to a villain! "
As Xue Luo scolded her husband Feng Xinglang, she stood up to open the door for the little fellow who was making a ruckus outside.
Feng Xinglang knitted his eyebrows in melancholy. If he let the little thing in, it would be impossible for him to sleep peacefully in the morning!
As soon as the door was opened, the little fellow rushed towards his father, Feng Xinglang, who was lying on the bed.
"Dear father … Wake up … My second brother seems to be dying … He said he wants to see you!"
The little fellow didn't care if his biological father was disheveled or naked under the thin quilt. He directly rushed over and lifted the quilt. In one breath, he dragged his father out of the bed and casually threw him on the ground.
Luckily, his biological father Feng Xinglang was dressed very civilly. He wore everything that he should wear. Looks like he didn't do anything bad with mommy last night!
"Your second brother is dying, you should go find a doctor, go find Hetun! You came to disturb your biological father, this is a very unfilial action, understand? "
Feng Xinglang narrowed his sleepy eyes as he spoke. Even though his dream was disturbed by the little fellow, he still lovingly carried the little fellow's body on the bed, in case he accidentally threw the little fellow off the bed.
"The doctor and my adoptive father are all here! My second brother said he must see you no matter what! Otherwise he won't die in peace! "
"I'm not very familiar with your second brother …"
"You don't need to be very familiar … Dear father, just get up and go see my second brother!"
The little fellow used all his strength to drag Feng Xinglang's arm. His little butt leaned backward because of the force. He used almost all his strength but still couldn't move his biological father Feng Xinglang at all.
"Bastard Feng Xinglang, you should lose some weight! You're almost as fat as a ball! "
Because he really couldn't drag his biological father Feng Xinglang up, the little fellow could only grunt in dissatisfaction.
"Xinglang, just go see Xing Er! Maybe he has some unfulfilled wishes … "
Actually Xue Luo's guess was also right: Xing Er probably wanted to resolve the hatred between Feng Xinglang and Hetun!
"I think … there's no need for that!"
Feng Xinglang really didn't want to listen to a person who was about to die early in the morning. In other words, he didn't want to be forced to accept some things!
"It's necessary!"
The little fellow let go of Feng Xinglang's arm and went forward to hug his neck, "Just treat it as your biological son, I beg you!"
His heart softened again?
Every time the little fellow stared at Feng Xinglang with a pair of sparkling, starry eyes, Feng Xinglang would more or less lose his principles!
Feng Xinglang pinched the little fellow's cheeks, "Fine! Then, as a biological father, give your biological son this face! "
…
Feng Xinglang didn't wash up, neither did he tidy himself up. He only used his hand to rub his face and walked out with his son.
Outside the bedroom, as expected, stood Xing Shiqi who was egging the little fellow on. It seemed that the gentleman who knocked on the door earlier was undoubtedly him!
Feng Xinglang only glanced at Xing Shiqi indifferently, "Lead the way!"
After passing through the main castle, Xing Shiqi led the father and son to a deep and quiet secondary castle. This place was more like a small medical center.
The pungent smell of disinfectant made Feng Xinglang's head throb from time to time.
At the end of the corridor, there were a few adopted sons who were silently mourning. Even Xing Shiqi, who was ashamed to see others, was here. It was enough to show Xing Er's position in this group of adopted sons. However, there were a few unfamiliar ones among them.
"Old Shiqi …"
Lin Nuo immediately threw away his father Feng Xinglang's hand and ran towards Xing Shiqi.
Xing Shiqi didn't avoid him. Instead, he reached out to stroke the little fellow's head and made a shushing gesture.
The little fellow was quiet. He raised his head and stared at Xing Shiqi, whose head was wrapped in gauze.
'Why is he so sad?
'Is Xing Er already dead?
'It's better if he's dead! 'That'll save us a lot of trouble! 'I won't have to listen to his panting and nagging anymore!'
The godson made way for Feng Xinglang. So, Feng Xinglang had no choice but to walk in like a duck on a perch.
'Since I'm already here, I can't just turn around and leave! 'But if Xing Er dies halfway, it'll save us a lot of trouble!'
However, Feng Xinglang was thinking too much …
"Ah Lang, you're here?"
He Tun sat beside Xing Er's bed and held his hand.
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