Ling Zihan kept saying that he loved Lan Moying, which made Ou Zhexi very uncomfortable. His frowning eyebrows were even deeper because of Ling Zihan's words. He knew what Ling Zihan wanted to do, and he also knew what Ling Zihan would do next. Each other's personalities are too familiar, so familiar that people can figure out what they want to do next.

"Do you have the right to love her, will you give her happiness?" The corners of Ou Zhexi's mouth rose, and he looked at Ling Zihan with disdain, his eyes full of provocation and anger. Because Ling Zihan had been thinking about his 'female' person, it made him feel extremely uncomfortable and arouse a kind of anger.

"Of course I have the right to love Moying, she is free, she is not anyone's 'private' character, she has the right to choose her own life. In the same way, I will love her in every way, and I will not let her go to the hospital today, and make her headlines tomorrow, and make her life a mess and full of scars. Ling Zihan looked at Ou Zhexi with a serious face, there was no trace of ridicule in his words, and he said it very seriously.

Ling Zihan has always been very serious in loving Lan Moying, and this seriousness has made him deeply concerned about Lan Moying's body. He felt that he could love Lan Moying, love everything he had, and do his best to protect her and give her a lifetime of happiness.

Ling Zihan felt that Ou Zhexi's love was really 'selfish', he always considered his own feelings, he was the king and could never be violated. A friend for many years and a classmate all the way, how could he not know Ou Zhexi's personality? Today, Lan Moying's miscarriage, he felt that it was not an accident, it must have been caused by a conflict with Ou Zhexi.

"Ling Zihan, you remember for me, Lan Moying is my 'female', don't worry about him all day long, you don't have the right to worry about him, and I will never allow you to worry about her anymore. Ou Zhexi couldn't control his emotions anymore, Ling Zihan kept saying that he loved Lan Moying, how could Ou Zhexi stand it?

"What if it's your 'woman'? You can't even protect your own 'woman', what qualifications do you have to say that it's your 'woman'? Whether Lan Moying is your 'woman' or not, I'm sure about it. You yourself have a durable charm to attract her, instead of blindly emphasizing who she is!" How could Ling Zihan be willing to show weakness? Ou Zhexi's warning completely ignored him.

Ou Zhexi looked at Ling Zihan, and a wave of anger was surging up. Ou Zhexi felt that his repeated forbearance today did not bring Ling Zihan's quietness, but he became even more aggressive.

"Can I give her a marriage, Ling Zihan, can you" Ou Zhexi knew that Ling Zihan's tutor was also quite strict, and if Ling Zihan wanted to marry Lan Moying and go home, he would definitely suffer from the unanimous opposition of the Ling family.

"What's so hard about giving her a marriage? Not to mention a fake marriage contract, a real marriage contract can be afforded. My parents weren't so difficult, they absolutely respected my choice, and they didn't need any fake marriage engagements to bluff people. Ling Zihan's words pierced Ou Zhexi's heart like a needle, but what he said was not wrong. His mother's repeated provocations and dislike of Lan Moying, Ou Zhexi knew this matter well.

"Ling Zihan, don't 'force' me, I've put up with you for a long time!" Ou Zhexi yelled at Ling Zihan, this roar made Ling Zihan look at Ou Zhexi thoughtfully, he thought that Ou Zhexi's yelling felt that he couldn't hold his breath.

Ling Zihan looked at Ou Zhexi quietly like this, no longer silent, but meaningful. Because of each other's confrontation, the uncomfortable atmosphere in the hospital corridor suddenly became more tense, and everyone who was nervous held their breath, afraid that the two of them would make a big move at that time.

At the 'door' of the intensive care unit, the two men looked at each other fiercely, both wanting to devour each other alive. Because, neither of them looked at each other well, and they both wished that the other would be knocked down by their own fists in front of them.

Because, the scruples are in the hospital, so they are all restraining their infinitely expanding anger in their hearts. Ou Zhexi felt that Ling Zihan's love for Lan Moying had been deliberately arrogant, no matter how Lan Moying was also his 'female', how could Ling Zihan blatantly say that he loved her over and over again?

Ling Zihan's provocation of Ou Zhexi had already made Ou Zhexi's fists clenched with hatred. The punch just now, he endured it and didn't fight back, because he didn't want to have any conflict with Ling Zihan in the hospital. He felt that his mind was on Lan Moying's body at this time, and he could ignore Ling Zihan's provocation.

Endure again and again, it doesn't mean that he is not angry. In fact, two people who are so proud put together will eventually erupt. Because, there are too many new and old hatreds between the two of them. It's just that the fuse of the outbreak was not found, and today's Lan Moying's rescue in the emergency room has finally become the fuse of all the outbreaks.

Ling Zihan looked at Ou Zhexi's tired face, knowing that he had transfused a lot of blood to Lan Moying, and he was also very tired now, so he didn't want to have any conflict with Ou Zhexi. However, looking at the inviolable pride that raised at the corners of his mouth, the anger he had hidden for so long was rekindled.

Ling Zihan looked at Ou Zhexi like this, and the smile on the corner of his mouth became even more open. He wanted to provoke Ou Zhexi to the end, what if he was angry? The big deal was that the two of them started a 'hand-to-hand' fight, and they hadn't stretched their bones for a long time, so what if they stretched?

"I 'forced' you, so what? Lan Moying, I'm in love!" Ling Zihan not only said unequivocally, but also the smug smile on the corner of his mouth expanded even more wantonly. This kind of Ling Zihan made Ou Zhexi feel unprecedented pressure.

"Ling Zihan, don't 'force' me!" Ou Zhexi's fist was already 'about to move', he knew that as long as Ling Zihan provoked himself again, his fist would definitely swing out.

"I'm 'forced' to condemn you, Ou Zhexi! It's still the same sentence, Lan Moying is not your 'private' belongings, when she wakes up, I will consider helping her transfer to the hospital, you no longer have any relationship. What Ling Zihan said was so relaxed, but Ou Zhexi listened to it with a heavy heart.

With a loud bang, Ou Zhexi's fist had already swung hard and accurately on Ling Zihan's face. Although he 'pumped' 800 milliliters of blood today, he still used all his strength to swing out his clenched fist.

Ou Zhexi's whole body was weak because of this punch, and his face was even paler, originally because of nervousness and tiredness, the whole person felt dizzy, and the swing of this punch used up all his strength. Ou Zhexi's whole body was physically exhausted, and he already felt a kind of physical and mental exhaustion.

Ling Zihan didn't expect Ou Zhexi to hit him, and he also jumped into Ou Zhexi's lower abdomen unequivocally. Because Ou Zhexi didn't stand firmly, he staggered backwards, and finally planted himself on the windowsill, only to see blood gushing from his forehead.

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