Feng Xinglang walked out of the treatment room with a murderous aura.
Lan Youyou didn't leave, but leaned against the window outside the corridor.
She must have heard the quarrel between the two brothers in the treatment room clearly.
How dare they compare her to a cancer? After seeing Feng Xinglang coming out of the ward, she smiled.
Feng Xinglang wanted to get close to this woman comfortably and even drag her to his elder brother Feng Lixin to make her kowtow and confess.
"Should I thank you for not digging me up?"
Lan Youyou said playfully. Even if it was a cancer, she only wanted to grow on Feng Xinglang.
"Lan Youyou, do you really think I can't do anything to you?" Feng Xinglang hissed coldly.
"If you kill me, your brother will be distressed! What should I do? "
Lan Youyou was still smiling. She knew that as long as Feng Lixin was still alive, Feng Xinglang wouldn't really kill her.
But Lan Youyou still paid the price for provoking Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang rushed over uncontrollably, grabbed Lan Youyou's neck, and almost lifted her off the ground.
Her breath was cut off, and Lan Youyou's beautiful face gradually turned red; but she was still smiling!
She was laughing that Feng Xinglang couldn't do it!
Sure enough, as Lan Youyou expected, Feng Xinglang finally let go of the hand that was stuck on Lan Youyou's neck.
"If I kill you, I'm afraid I'll dirty my hands!"
Feng Xinglang said in a low voice, and then left without looking back.
After breathing the air, Lan Youyou coughed with difficulty. It felt so good to be alive!
Watching Feng Xinglang leave without looking back, Lan Youyou's tears rolled down uncontrollably.
When would such days come to an end?
But even so, she didn't want to leave Feng Xinglang!
Feng Xinglang was like a cancer growing on the top of her heart, absorbing her thoughts, her feelings, and her ties. If it was dug out, she would also die!
She was not afraid of death, but she hated that she couldn't live and die with this man!
Feng Xinglang stepped out of the elevator and walked into the hall of the Military General Hospital.
His anger had not completely dissipated, and his handsome face was frighteningly gloomy.
An almost negligible pinkish-blue figure pounced toward Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang could have nimbly dodged it, but if he did that, the pink-blue little thing would probably fall to the cold tile floor.
The little pink blue ball directly hit Feng Xinglang's knee. She was a little girl, probably only about six or seven years old.
When she raised her head, her eyes were already brimming with tears, probably from the pain.
"Uncle, you hurt Nannan."
The little girl blinked her teary eyes as if she was waiting for Feng Xinglang's apology.
It was clearly the little thing that bumped into him. If he hadn't stopped it, the little thing would have fallen to the ground.
What an arduous and thankless task! Little ingrate!
But Feng Xinglang just couldn't get angry at this teary-eyed little thing.
"Okay, I apologize. I shouldn't have stood here waiting for you to hit me! I should have just let you fall to the ground! Did you see that? There's a stone pillar behind Uncle. Do you think it hurts when you hit Uncle's knee? Or did it hurt when you hit the stone pillar? "
Feng Xinglang felt that there must be something wrong with him to explain so much to a little girl.
"Of course it hurts when you hit the stone pillar!" The little girl said confidently.
"So smart!"
Feng Xinglang stretched out his big hand and gently stroked the little cutie's hairy little yellow hair.
Before Feng Xinglang could reason with the little girl, Little Cutie was carried away by her grandmother. That vigilant look made it seem as if Feng Xinglang was a child trafficker.
Little Cutie crawled on her grandmother's shoulder and stared at Feng Xinglang with her big and cute eyes. She seemed to not understand why this handsome brother asked her: Does it hurt when you hit his knee or the stone pillar?!
Feng Xinglang also stared at the little girl, lost in thought for a long time.
He thought of his big brother, Feng Lixin!
Could he find another spiritual support for his big brother, Feng Lixin, when he got rid of the tumor, Lan Youyou?
Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows raised slightly, and his mood seemed to brighten up a lot.
*****
When Xue Luo woke up, it was already four o 'clock in the afternoon!
Oh my god, I can really sleep. I slept for the whole morning and the whole afternoon. Halfway through, I only got up in a daze and drank a bowl of fresh mushroom fish ball soup. Then I lay down and continued to sleep!
This sleep lasted all the way until four o 'clock in the afternoon!
Don't regret wasting your time, and don't be ashamed of being mediocre!
Xue Luo thought of her motto. Suddenly, she realized that her life was not as heroic as she had imagined it to be.
Perhaps what she had experienced more deeply was the cruelty and helplessness of reality.
Therefore, Xue Luo felt that she would never become someone like Paul!
The Feng family was silent.
Feng Lixin had not returned from the hospital yet, and only Aunt An was busy preparing dinner in the kitchen.
Xue Luo did not disturb the busy Aunt An. She took a red apple and two bananas from the fruit platter in the living room and returned to her room upstairs.
She opened her laptop and was delighted to find that there was a reply to her request for rent.
This was a land of fish and rice in Jiangnan. There were mountains and rivers, and the scenery was picturesque.
The old streets and the simple folkways were very suitable for a place to live. There were three families living in the small courtyard. The owner was an old lady who lived alone. Her son was studying abroad. There was a high school student and a young couple living there.
Xue Luo really felt that this place was very good. Moreover, it was not too far away from Shen City.
But the rent was not cheap. The starting rent was half a year, and the monthly rent was 3,500 yuan.
It was much more expensive than renting a small apartment. But Xue Luo liked the big and comfortable courtyard at first sight. It had always been her dream to live in the ideal place.
She thought that it was a good deal to rent such a big courtyard for only three families, including the landlord and the old lady. The key was that it was worth the price.
Besides, Xue Luo did not want to mistreat the baby in her belly!
But when Xue Luo finished the initial calculation, she lowered her head again.
The monthly rent was 3,500 yuan, and the annual rent was 42,000 yuan. The old lady said that she would only charge 40,000 yuan.
Plus, the mother and the baby's living expenses, nutrition expenses, childbirth expenses, and the postpartum nanny in the future, it would cost at least 100,000 yuan. If she was a thrifty person, it would still cost 70,000 to 80,000 yuan.
What should she do? How was he going to earn eighty thousand yuan?
Baby, what do you think mommy should do?
Do you have a backbone and don't take a penny from your father?
Or do you have no backbone?
No matter if he, Feng Xinglang, recognized the baby in his belly, this baby was his own flesh and blood.
Even if he took 10,000 steps back, according to the law, he, Feng Xinglang, had to pay the child support fees!
Not to mention that this baby was a legitimate child!
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