Lan Youyou instantly understood and smiled, as charming as a fairy. "I'll take this job! Second Young Master Feng, you have to fulfill your diamond VIP duty! "
Suddenly, Lan Youyou's hand reached Feng Xinglang's waist and scratched it like a kitten. She wanted to show more affection. Unfortunately, Feng Xinglang didn't care about her action at all.
"Take care of the news. I'll see you later. "Feng Xinglang moved his waist and drank the rest of the lotus soup in one gulp. Then he turned around and left the ward without looking back.
Outside the ICU, Xue Luo stood there quietly. Doctor Jin said that Feng Lixin was no longer in danger and should wake up in a few hours. It seemed that the power of love had its great charm.
Feng Lixin who was lying on the bed was covered by all kinds of equipment. Almost half of his face was covered by the ventilator. Xue Luo couldn't see his face clearly. But she knew that this was the real Feng Lixin, her husband. And those rude and violent people she saw before were just Feng Xinglang in disguise.
Xue Luo could understand why Feng Xinglang would pretend to be his brother Feng Lixin. But this didn't mean that she would forgive him.
Looking at Xue Luo's delicate back, Feng Xinglang's eyes slightly narrowed.
"These days, you should go back to the dormitory! Don't cause any more trouble here. "Feng Xinglang's way of asking her to leave was very sharp, with an unquestionable commanding tone.
Xue Luo didn't turn around to look at Feng Xinglang who was behind her. She just replied indifferently, "I won't cause any trouble! I'll just be an invisible person! "
"There's no need for an invisible person here! Go back to your school! "Feng Xinglang coldly refused to let Xue Luo stay here.
Xue Luo turned around and stared at Feng Xinglang, the man who had just been intimate with another woman. She didn't continue to argue with Feng Xinglang and nodded her head. Then she turned around and walked to the end of the corridor.
There was indeed no need for an invisible person like Lin Xueluo here. She wasn't like Lan Youyou who could play a key role in Feng Lixin's life and death. She also couldn't invite a medical expert back for Feng Lixin. Perhaps the only thing she could do was to cause trouble.
Xue Luo wanted to tell the man to take good care of his body. But when the words were at the tip of his tongue, he bit them back.
As he watched the woman depart, Feng Xinglang's thin lips curled up slightly. Then, he called out Butler Mo, who was in the ICU.
"Madam will be out of the hospital in a moment. Tell Xiao Qian to send Madam to school. "
"Yes, Second Young Master," Housekeeper Mo replied repeatedly.
"Oh right, add more money to Madam's meal card." Feng Xinglang paused for a moment, then curled his lips. "Add more money to Yuan Duoduo too! Ask her to take care of Madam's daily needs these days. "
Housekeeper Mo happily nodded, "Yes, Second Young Master, you are the best to Madam."
"Go do your work. You talk too much! "Feng Xinglang reprimanded.
Feng Xinglang didn't know why, but every time he saw Lin Xueluo's skinny body, he wanted to pry open her mouth and force more food into her mouth.
Six hours later, Feng Lixin woke up from a long nightmare. He looked at the pale walls around him and those familiar sounding instruments. He seemed to be in a trance. How could there be such medical equipment in the netherworld? Wasn't it said that all illnesses would disappear after death? Why were these monitoring devices still following him like ghosts?
Just now in the nightmare, he seemed to hear Youyou calling out to him. She cried so pitifully. She said that she was bullied by Feng Xinglang, and even said that she would be turned into a mummy by Feng Xinglang to guard him? This Xinglang, why couldn't he be at peace even in death!
"Brother … Brother … Wake up … Wake up … Brother."
In his ears, a familiar voice called out to him. It was close at hand, but also seemed to be far away. It was erratic in his ears. It seemed to be Xinglang's voice! How could he be in hell? It couldn't be him! It definitely couldn't be him!
But this person's voice really sounded like his younger brother, Feng Xinglang! Feng Lixin wanted to open his eyes, but felt that his eyelids were as heavy as a thousand pounds. No matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open them.
"Brother, Feng Lixin? Wake up! I'm Xinglang. Brother … "
Feng Lixin heard it clearly. It really was Feng Xinglang's voice. It was him! Was he in hell? No, he didn't want Feng Xinglang to appear in hell like him. He should be alive and well. Therefore, Feng Lixin tried hard to open his eyes to see what was going on.
"Brother, you're finally awake." Feng Xinglang hugged Feng Lixin tightly, who had almost escaped from the gates of hell.
"Xinglang, just now I seemed to … hear … Youyou's voice … Am I dreaming?" Feng Lixin's voice was almost like a gossamer. The originally hoarse and gloomy voice was even more indistinguishable.
But Feng Xinglang could hear it: Big brother Feng Lixin was thinking about that vicious woman, Lan Youyou, and not his brother who was worried about him.
Could it be that love could really override family ties?
"You're not dreaming! Lan Youyou is still alive! If you want to see her, then get better quickly! "Feng Xinglang confirmed that the call of Lan Youyou that Feng Lixin had heard while he was unconscious was real.
"YoYo, she … She … She's really still alive?" Feng Lixin suddenly became excited, "She … Where is she? Where is she? "
His heart rate accelerated, Doctor Jin immediately chuckled, "Young master, calm down. Relax … Relax! "
Doctor Jin wouldn't let Feng Lixin take another risk since he had finally woken up. Even if it was a miracle, the probability of it happening a second time was too small.
"Butler Mo, go and call Lan Youyou over." Feng Xinglang didn't want to make such a decision. But in order to let Feng Lixin recuperate in peace, he had to use Lan Youyou to stimulate him.
"No, no, don't let YoYo come … My appearance will … will scare her. Don't let her see me … Hurry … Hurry up and close the curtains … Close the curtains! "
Deep down, Feng Lixin still felt inferior. He didn't feel happy that he had escaped death. Instead, he was most worried that his appearance would be seen by Lan Youyou. As the saying goes, women will dress up for those who love them. Men were no exception.
"Lixin … Gorilla, I see you." Lan Youyou appeared, beautiful like a fairy.
There was a faint smile on her lips. She was so beautiful, so beautiful that it was like a dream, so beautiful that it was unreal.
Feng Lixin was stunned. He stared blankly at Lan Youyou who could talk and laugh in front of him. It was as if his soul had been frozen.
When he realized something, he tried to tilt his head to one side, not wanting Lan Youyou to see his face that was burned by the fire.
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