Chapter 32
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This was the first time Xue Luo saw the real Feng Lixin. She just didn't know it. It was also the first time she entered Feng Lixin's medical room.
Her first feeling was cold. It was a few degrees lower than the temperature outside. A cold environment was more beneficial to the care of Feng Lixin's skin.
There was also the pungent smell of disinfectant.
The room was dark. Xue Luo could faintly see Feng Lixin lying on the special bed.
"Lixin …" She walked over and called out. Tears rolled down her face.
It wasn't that she wasn't strong enough but Feng Lixin who was surrounded by all kinds of vital signs monitoring equipment really made people feel pity for him. She sighed at how fragile life was at this moment.
A fresh life was tied up in the cold medical equipment.
"Brother, are you okay?" Feng Xinglang leaned over and asked Feng Lixin who was lying on the bed.
"I'm fine. Xue Luo, did I scare you? "Feng Lixin looked at Xue Luo, his damaged vocal cords letting out a hissing sound of concern.
"Lixin, I'm not afraid anymore." Xue Luo choked. She followed Feng Xinglang and leaned over. She couldn't tell what was wrong, she just felt that Feng Lixin's injuries were much more serious than the previous two times. He couldn't even speak.
"Xue Luo … Xinglang is injured. Go with Doctor Xing and treat his wounds first." Feng Lixin knew that Feng Xinglang had pretended to be him to scare Xue Luo but he didn't expose him. But he didn't seem to want to face Xue Luo for a long time. His young heart more or less made him feel inferior.
After confirming that Feng Lixin was fine, Feng Xinglang left the medical room with Doctor Xing.
In the room.
The man's chestnut-shaped muscles beautifully displayed its owner's youthful and powerful muscles. The healthy wheat colored skin on his left shoulder was dyed with bright red blood. The unique sensibility and bloody beauty deeply attracted Xue Luo's gaze. Her heart ached for him but also had a tinge of shyness.
The wound caused by the dagger wasn't deep but it was ten centimeters long. It was a shocking sight.
Xue Luo followed Doctor Jin's assistant Xiao Xing to treat Feng Xinglang's wound. Disinfect, apply medicine and paste a wound patch made of breathable organic materials that could accelerate healing.
"Second Young Master, don't touch water on your left shoulder for at least two days."
After the wound was treated, the assistant, Xiao Xing, gave some instructions and left the room with the medical tray. Only Xue Luo and Feng Xinglang were left in the room.
In order to avoid sweating, Doctor Xing had adjusted the temperature in the room to be very low. Worried that the man would catch a cold, Xue Luo carefully draped the robe over Feng Xinglang's shoulder, afraid that it would hurt the wound on the man's left shoulder.
The woman's tenderness made Feng Xinglang look back at her: Xue Luo, whose eyes were filled with tears, was exceptionally lovely.
Blood and love had always had a mysterious force that complemented each other and stimulated each other. With the addition of the woman's tears as the fuse, the man's most primitive charm rose. As a result, his body swelled up due to the excitement.
"Why are you crying? Are you afraid? "Feng Xinglang's voice carried a strong magnetism. Especially the way he looked at Xue Luo. His gaze was as bright as the stars, and it seemed to carry a bit of gloomy evil aura.
Xue Luo pursed her cherry red lips and said in a hoarse voice, "Feng Xinglang, thank you for blocking that knife."
A woman's emotions sometimes come so suddenly. Just like how you don't know when a baby will grow a little tooth that makes the mother extremely happy. The kind of emotions in the depths of one's heart did not need any decoration, it was especially fragrant.
"Then how do you intend to thank me? Just by saying it, it's too insincere. "Feng Xinglang's voice was deep.
In a playful mood, he curled up his index finger and touched Xue Luo's delicate chin. He was sitting down, so he had a chance encounter with the woman's voluptuous chest. Following the woman's breathing, it moved up and down seductively.
It forced the man to not want to try the feeling or the taste of it!
Seeing that the man's gaze and words became evil again, Xue Luo, who had learned from her mistake, immediately took a step back and replied to Feng Xinglang's ambiguous words with a vigilant tone.
"I intend to, intend to find a good wife for you with your brother!" This was how Xue Luo wanted to thank Feng Xinglang.
Find a woman for her husband? This idiot woman was really generous.
Feng Xinglang's sword-like eyebrows sunk, he stood up and pressed Xue Luo between the sofa and his chest.
He decided to do what he wanted to do just now: test the feeling of her.
This was only the first step, it was also considered as a punishment for her rude words. There was actually a woman in this world that was generous enough to find a woman for her husband? How much did Lin Xue Luo look down on him, Feng Xinglang!
"Feng Xinglang, what are you doing? Quickly open it! "Xue Luo panicked and wanted to push Feng Xinglang's strong physique. It was a pity that her slender body made this kind of push like an ant trying to shake a tree. Instead, it increased the friction between them. Giving birth to something that was even more romantic.
"Lin Xue Luo, don't you want to thank me? I want to ask for it myself! "The man was so flirtatious that it made one's bones melt.
Without waiting for Xue Luo to resist again, his index finger went into her clothes and brushed past her snow-white breasts. Then, he hooked the tip of his finger between his fingers and gently pinched her breasts … Xue Luo's heart was pounding.
This feeling, it was really good to the extreme. It was as if it was tailor-made for him, Feng Xinglang.
This pinch was not very painful, but it gave birth to a bone-deep itch, giving birth to a dense little pain. Xue Luo once again realized: She was once again taken advantage of by this evil man!
"Feng Xinglang, you … you … you bastard! You actually dare to take advantage of me … You … How can you face your big brother? "Xue Luo was so ashamed that she was incoherent.
"This can at most be considered as a relationship between a man and a woman! What does it have to do with my big brother? "Feng Xinglang's one hand simply covered one side of Xue Luo's soft breasts. But with that thick sponge between them, it made him a little unhappy.
Xue Luo who was embarrassed into anger, decided not to reason with this man anymore. Because this man simply could not use a normal way of thinking to deal with this embarrassing question.
Thus, Xue Luo decided to let this man have a long memory. She gathered her strength on her forehead and then smashed it towards Feng Xinglang's tall and straight nose bridge.
Xue Luo firmly believed: Her forehead will definitely be harder than Feng Xinglang's nose bridge.
As if he did not expect that Xue Luo who was as gentle as a little sheep would actually suddenly attack him, Feng Xinglang instinctively dodged to the side.
At the same time, Xue Luo gave the man's waist another kick and immediately climbed up from the sofa to regain her freedom.
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