Xing Twelve's handsome face darkened. It's all because I wanted to pick you up, little brat!
"Godfather went out to take care of business. Old Eight is with him. "
Worried about Xing Shisi's injury, Xing Twelve wanted to rush to the hospital to have a look and bring Old Eight back to take care of this little thing.
Among all the godsons, Xing Eight was the best at swindling people. He was the most suitable person to deal with the little guy.
"Old Eight isn't as good as you!"
The little guy started lecturing Xing Twelve who didn't stay by his godfather's side at all times. "What if my godfather is in danger? Old Twelve, you're getting more and more lazy! "
"Okay, I'll bring Old Eight back now!"
He winked at Xing Laowu and Xing Shier seized the opportunity to slip away. This little guy was becoming more and more like his own grandfather, Hetun.
After Xing Shier left, the little fellow seemed to realize that only the silly fifth brother and himself were left in the huge townhouse!
But that was even better because Silly Five was the easiest to fool!
Would he dare to say no if he sent him to mommy's school?
"Fifth Brother, hurry up and eat! Send me to mommy's school after you're done eating! "
Perhaps it was because Xing Laowu had something to ask of him, the little thing was quite polite, even calling him 'Fifth Brother'. This made Xing Laowu extremely happy. He laughed mischievously and reached out his hand to pat the little thing's head.
Not everyone could touch Lin Nuo's little friend's head!
Other than his biological parents and his adoptive father, Hetun, he would cry out when Xing Shier occasionally touched him, let alone Xing Laowu, who was of a lower status.
Therefore, being able to touch the little fellow's head without any resistance was undoubtedly a great reward for Xing Laowu.
"Are you full, Old Five? My mommy is still hungry! "
Xing Five had only eaten a few mouthfuls of stewed rice when Lin Nuo started to urge him.
This selfish narrow-mindedness was carved from the same mold as Hetun: Only those who care about you will care about you! Those who don't care about you will be treated like grass!
"Let Fifth Brother eat more …"
Xing Laowu could only speak a few simple sentences in English and Chinese. Most of the time, the little fellow could roughly guess what he was saying in Spanish.
With great difficulty, he patiently waited for Xing Laowu to finish his plate of stewed rice. Lin Nuo immediately came forward and pulled one of his hands.
"Let's go! My mommy must be hungry! "
But after wiping his mouth, Xing Laowu sank deeper into the sofa, not moving an inch.
"Old Five, what are you doing? Hurry up and leave! "
Xing Laowu pointed at the door of the living room which Xing Twelve had locked before leaving. "We can't get out! They've all been locked by Old Twelve! "
"Locked? Why? Why did Old Twelve lock the door? "
"I'm just worried that you'll run out!"
As expected, Old Fifth Xing was not one to beat around the bush! Moreover, he was not good at hiding his words.
More than ten minutes later, Lin Nuo, who had finished running upstairs and downstairs, checked all the doors and windows, let out a tragic and angry roar.
"Twelfth, you big bastard … How dare you lock me up? I want Godfather to kill you! "
*****
Not being able to get through to his wife, Lin Xueluo's phone, and even Xing Shisi's phone was turned off, Feng Xinglang became vigilant. He swept a glance at Cong Gang, who was locked in the sunroom, and got up to leave.
Ong came forward to greet him. Although he had rested for a night, he still looked very weak after suffering internal bleeding from Yan Bang's beating.
"You don't need to follow. Stay here and guard Cong Gang! If he tries to escape, kill him! "
Without waiting for Ong's reply, Feng Xinglang quickly left the Feng residence.
Feng Xinglang drove alone to Shen Da. His left leg was injured, so it did not affect his driving.
By the time he arrived at Shen Da, the traffic accident that happened two hours ago had already been dealt with. A person who looked like a security guard was urging two sanitation workers to deal with the damaged flower beds and shrubs.
Vaguely, an ominous premonition enveloped him. Feng Xinglang turned back to the school and walked forward to inquire.
From the traces left at the scene, it should have been a car accident.
The stone flower beds must have experienced a high degree of impact to have been smashed to such a state.
"Did a car accident happen here? Is anyone injured? Who are they? "
The security guard glanced at Feng Xinglang's attire and the eye-catching Porsche that he drove here before answering.
"A man and a woman were injured. The man was seriously injured and covered in blood. When the ambulance arrived, he was already dead. The woman … seems to have broken her leg! "
"Is the woman called Lin Xue Luo?"
Feng Xinglang's voice trembled nervously.
"I don't know about this. I seem to have heard the woman call the man … 'Shisi'! "
When Feng Xinglang rushed from Shen Da to the hospital, Xue Luo had already been wheeled out of the operating room.
Outside the operating room, she saw that the person waiting for her was not her husband, Feng Xinglang, but He Tun and Xing Ba.
"Mr. Xing … where's Shisi? How is he? "
Xue Luo's tears rolled down as she asked. She saw with her own eyes Xing Shisi, who was covered in blood, being carried into the ambulance.
He Tun sighed softly. "He's still in the emergency room! I'm afraid he won't wake up! "
"No … no! You asked the doctor to save Shisi … he's still so young … he's not even 20 years old. "
Lin Xue Luo, who was unable to stop her sadness, immediately burst into tears.
"Alright, don't worry about Shisi. Take care of yourself first!"
"It's me who harmed Shisi … it's me who harmed him! If it wasn't to save me, he wouldn't … "
Xue Luo bites her lips, choking with sobs, unable to make a sound.
Xing Shisi was only 18 or 19 years old, the age of youth.
The person Lan Youyou wanted to kill was her; Xing Shisi was just an innocent victim!
"Alright, don't cry! If Ah Lang sees you crying like this, he'll be annoyed again! "
In order to not let your dear son be annoyed, others don't even have the right to cry?
Xue Luo turned her head and glanced at the empty corridor behind Xing Ba. With tears in her eyes, she smiled bitterly. "Then don't inform Feng Xinglang!"
Xue Luo's hoarse voice was obviously filled with resentment and anger.
What's the difference between having a husband and not having one?
I've been doing the bone setting surgery for two hours, but that man actually didn't know? His heart was really big!
Did he think that everything would be fine after he sent his wife and child to someone else's house?
Xue Luo didn't want to think about it: In order to condone that woman Lan Youyou, other than letting her mother and son hide again and again, what else did the two brothers of the Feng family do?
And the facts proved that she, Lin Xue Luo, could endure the humiliation and escape, but in the end, she couldn't escape fifteen times!
This time, fortunately, Xing Shisi came back in time, otherwise …
Otherwise, she, Lin Xue Luo, would definitely be smashed beyond recognition! She probably wouldn't even have a whole corpse left!
"Where's Lan Youyou now?"
Xue Luo, who was pushed into the ward by the nurse, gritted her teeth and asked.
"Alright, you have a good rest first! I'll take care of Lan Youyou's matter. "
He Tun responded, thinking about something, and warned: "Oh right, Xue Luo, regarding Lan Youyou's matter, don't vent your anger on Ah Lang! He doesn't know about this matter! "
In He Tun's view, Lan Youyou was the third party between his son Feng Xinglang and Lin Xue Luo.
Because of Lan Youyou, this third party, the husband and wife had a lot of trouble!
Now that Xue Luo, this first wife, was hit by the third party Lan Youyou, it was inevitable that he would vent his anger on Feng Xinglang …
In short, in He Tun's heart, his own son was the most precious.
Among them, it also stemmed from the deep debt that He Tun owed his son Xing Lang!
Thus, it gave birth to the desire to repay his son's love!
He didn't care if his own son was willing to accept the so-called fatherly love that he forced upon him!
Xue Luo bit her lips, silent!
Taking the opportunity when He Tun walked out of the ward to answer Xing Shisi's call, Xue Luo hurriedly asked Xing Ba.
"Old Eight, how is Shisi? Could it be … "
Xue Luo choked with sobs, wanting to say something but hesitating. She really couldn't bear to say any cruel words.
"Shisi's injury is quite serious. His spine is broken … his ribs pierced his internal organs, and he's still unconscious! Even if he wakes up, he can't be completely healed. He'll probably be crippled … "
Xing Ba lowered his eyelids. He knew that if Xing Shisi was really crippled, then to Xing Shisi, it was undoubtedly a death sentence.
Foster father He Tun was a cold and emotionless person. He wouldn't keep a crippled person by his side.
Xing Shisi only had one way to go, and that was to die with dignity!
Xue Luo's tears kept falling, "Old Eight, I want to go see Shisi … I beg you …"
Xing Ba was slightly startled. He knew that Lin Xue Luo was a kind woman, and she would sincerely care for others. In the past, if it wasn't for her kindness, he wouldn't be able to live until now.
"My foster father, he … is still outside."
Xing Ba reminded him tactfully.
Outside the ward, seeing Feng Xinglang running towards him, He Tun was slightly startled, and subconsciously looked towards Feng Xinglang's left leg.
Because there was a traction device installed to support the leg bone, Feng Xinglang was wearing loose trousers, and because of the traction device, the trousers were stained with blood.
"Ah Lang, your leg hasn't recovered yet, how can you run so fast?"
"Where's Xue Luo?" Feng Xinglang hurriedly asked.
"She's fine. It's just that the back of her leg is slightly injured, and she will recover in two to three days! "
He Tun's gaze was fixed on his son Feng Xinglang's left leg, and his heart ached as he went forward to support him, but was pushed away by Feng Xinglang.
With a 'clang' sound, Feng Xinglang almost used his body's inertia to knock open the ward door.
"Xue Luo …"
Feng Xinglang saw his wife sitting on the bed, her left leg wrapped in plaster.
Seeing her husband finally appearing in front of her, Xue Luo, who was originally aggrieved and frightened, forgot to snuggle and cry.
To be honest, at this moment, she didn't want to cry at all!
She wiped away the tears for Xing Shisi, and just stared coldly at her husband who was rushing towards her.
"Xue Luo … where are you hurt? Does it hurt? "
The man's hand touched his wife's cheek, shoulder, waist, and leg … very lightly.
His eyes were filled with heartache and reluctance.
"Pa!"
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