His humorous tone was because he did not want to make the relationship between the two brothers too sad. Even in this kind of humorous tone, one could still hear the sadness.
"You brat finally angered Xue Luo away! You are quite promising. "Feng Lixin did not mention about his urinary incontinence last night.
"That woman is throwing a tantrum! After a few days, I guarantee that she will come back obediently. "Feng Xinglang pretended to reply casually.
"If she left then she left, don't ask her to come back! Since you Feng Xinglang do not like her then let her go. "Feng Lixin sighed.
He thought that Feng Lixin would harshly scold him but he did not expect him to be so 'open-minded'. This made Feng Xinglang's expression turn serious.
"She has already been used by me! Even if she is the trash that I, Feng Xinglang, throw away, it is not someone else's turn to use her! "
Feng Xinglang's heartlessness and coldness made Feng Lixin's heart cold. He knew that Feng Xinglang could not possibly fall in love with Xue Luo. Xue Luo staying by Feng Xinglang's side would only bring humiliation to herself. Living would be very painful.
But he, Feng Lixin, no longer had the ability and energy to save Xue Luo.
After a moment of silence, Feng Lixin opened his mouth again, "Xinglang, do you still remember the Ge Jia Restaurant on North Sea Bay Street? I love it the most. Can you go and buy one for your brother? I am craving it. "
Feng Xinglang was silent for a moment. He knew that his big brother Feng Lixin's body could not eat cold food but he still nodded his head. When he got up, he sat back on the bed, "I called Xiao Qian and asked him to pass by North Sea Bay Street. I will bring it back for you. "
"How can Xiao Qian's speed be faster than yours! He knows that you are lazy and not willing to go! Forget it, I will not eat it. Anyway Aunt An and Housekeeper Mo will cry to the heavens and not let me eat it. "Feng Lixin let out a long sigh.
Today his condition and mood seemed to be very good. There is a supernatural phenomenon called: Last Radiance of the Setting Sun. And at this moment, because Feng Lixin was reluctant to part with this world's last dawn, he became exceptionally relaxed. Because after a while, he would be able to be free!
He would no longer be tormented by illness, would no longer suffer from lovesickness with his lover and would no longer be a burden to his lover!
That's great!
Seeing that his older brother Feng Lixin's complexion and condition were good, Feng Xinglang really didn't want to disappoint Feng Lixin, who finally wanted to change his diet, so he nodded and said, "Alright, my dear Young Master Feng, this young master will go buy the royal meal for you right away!"
"Remember, don't let Aunt An or Housekeeper Mo know! Otherwise, I won't be able to eat it again! "Under Feng Lixin's teasing tone was a wounded heart that was dripping blood.
Feng Xinglang understood and made an 'OK' gesture.
The moment his younger brother, Feng Xinglang, turned to leave, Feng Lixin almost cried out. There were too many words that he wanted to say to his younger brother, but he couldn't say them out loud.
Feng Lixin knew that with his brother Feng Xinglang's wisdom, as long as he said a few more words, Feng Xinglang would be able to sniff out some clues.
Therefore, Feng Lixin could only swallow her concern and reluctance back into her stomach.
Alright, I'm not here anymore. You have to take care of yourself! You have to live well, live happily!
Feng Xinglang left the medical room and called Housekeeper Mo in. All of this took less than half a minute.
And in this half a minute, Feng Lixin used all the strength in his body to cut the veins on his left hand with the lancet …
Perhaps for an ordinary person, such an action would be a piece of cake. But for Feng Lixin, who could not move stiffly, it almost used up all his strength.
His hand had been deformed by the fire, and his grip had obviously deteriorated.
For the past week, he had been silently practicing how to hold the lancet steadily under the sheets. A few days ago, when Xiao Xing was packing up the medical equipment, Feng Lixin had hidden one of the lancets. It was originally used to cut Feng Lixin's skin tissue that had been stuck together, so as to prevent the surface of the skin from further distorting and deforming.
The moment the blood gushed out, Feng Lixin suddenly felt a sense of relief. It was as if his entire body was floating, and it was an extremely comfortable feeling. It turned out that when a person was about to die, it would actually be so wonderful!
When Housekeeper Mo came in, Feng Lixin had already hidden his left hand, which had been cut, under a dark thin blanket. In the dim medical room, there were no traces of blood at all.
And Feng Lixin's right hand was tightly holding onto Lan Youyou's photo. He really missed that woman too much.
His cut wrist was dripping blood under the thin blanket. Feng Lixin did not feel the slightest bit of pain. Instead, he felt so relaxed that he had an illusion that he could go to heaven and earth. In the past few months, he had rarely been so comfortable.
Housekeeper Mo walked in and asked Feng Xinglang, who was lying on the bed with a rather good complexion. It seemed that he did not feel sad or depressed because of his urinary incontinence last night.
"Eldest Young Master, are you hungry? Auntie An will send you upstairs immediately. "
Housekeeper Mo reached his hand in and habitually pressed from Feng Lixin's waist all the way to the instep of his feet. On one hand, it was to test Feng Lixin's body temperature, and on the other hand, it was to check if Feng Lixin's pants were dry. Housekeeper Mo knew that Feng Lixin was a person who loved cleanliness and could not stand the moisture on his body.
"I'm not hungry, I'm waiting for Xinglang." Feng Lixin smiled at Housekeeper Mo, but the smile was really hard to detect. "Housekeeper Mo, it's been hard on you! I've made you tired. "
"Eldest Young Master, what are you saying? To be able to serve you and Second Young Master is my, Old Mo's, blessing! "Housekeeper Mo said with a smile.
"That's right, Old Mo, if Xue Luo really can't live with Xinglang anymore, then you can help Xue Luo and Xinglang divorce! All of this is … cough cough … "For a moment, Feng Lixin could not breathe and lightly coughed twice.
"Eldest Young Master, don't worry about Second Young Master and Mrs. Xue Luo. Your own health is more important. "Housekeeper Mo hurriedly came over and lightly patted Feng Lixin's chest to help him breathe more smoothly.
"I'm fine. Old Mo, it was me who caused Xue Luo and Xinglang's ill-fated relationship. This is all my fault. Just transfer 5% of the Feng Group's shares under my name to Xue Luo. Take it as compensation. Also, leave that villa in Qi Tai District to Xue Luo. If she's pregnant with the Feng family's child, she can give birth to it if she's willing. If she's not willing, then let her make her own decision … "
"Eldest Young Master, don't say anymore. Why are you saying all of this? "
"If … if she's willing to give birth to our Feng family's child, then … then leave all the real estate under my name to her and that pitiful child. This is all my fault. Cough cough … "
His emotions were too agitated, Feng Lixin's words were already starting to become incoherent. He coughed twice again.
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