"Lao Wen, you get out of the way. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info" Feng Xueying gritted her teeth, with the momentum of rushing up at any time to tear apart Aunt Liu.

If Wen Yiran was a little more careful, he could find that Feng Xueying at this time, the whites of her eyes were covered with red bloodshots, and she could also find that Feng Xueying was abnormal.

However, Wen Yiran had been furious by Feng Xueying's series of actions. He didn't understand why it was so good, and the old woman went crazy.

"Director Feng, I didn't. Aunt Liu hid behind Wen Yiran, and only then came back to her senses. She just helped Secretary Wen make a cup of tea, isn't this considered stealing Director Feng's job? Why did Director Feng even say that she wanted to rob Secretary Wen? Although she was a widow, she never had any bad intentions.

"Wen Yiran, are you going to protect Xiao Liu, the vixen, today? Let me tell you, your wife is my Feng Xueying, not this vixen, if you protect her again, I will fight with you today!" Feng Xueying saw Aunt Liu hiding behind Wen Yiran, and her anger became even greater. That position, the position behind Lao Wen, has not always been her Feng Xueying's? When did her Lao Wen start to protect other women?

"Xue Ying, you ······" Wen Yiran only understood the meaning of Feng Xueying's words at this time. Xue Ying suspected that he and Xiao Liu were not innocent? How could he have anything to do with other women?

Wen Yiran only felt a bang in his head, and then he only felt that his eyes were dark, and he didn't even finish his words, so he fell down like this.

Feng Xueying was shocked when she saw Wen Yiran fall to the ground, the red silk in her eyes retreated by more than half, and her brain regained a little clarity.

"Secretary Wen. Aunt Liu stood aside, wanting to help Wen Yiran but didn't dare to do it. Aunt Liu was almost frightened by Feng Xueying, she didn't do anything, she just helped Secretary Wen make a cup of tea, Feng Xueying doubted her like this, she better stay away from Secretary Wen!

"Fuck off. After recovering from Qingming, Feng Xueying somehow felt an indescribable disgust in her heart when she saw Aunt Liu. There is always a sentence in her heart: Xiao Liu, this woman, is her enemy!

"Oh, oh. Aunt Liu hurriedly gave up her position to Feng Xueying, ran to the phone, and dialed the hospital's emergency number. Looking at Secretary Wen's appearance, it doesn't seem to be very good, if Secretary Wen has any three long and two short, won't she jump into the Yellow River and can't wash it away? Thinking of these things, Aunt Liu is about to cry.

"Lao Wen, Lao Wen, wake up!" Feng Xueying knelt on the ground, not daring to move Wen Yiran's body. Wen Yiran looks like this, very similar to the stroke in the first aid class she took, Feng Xueying worked as a war nurse when she was young, and she knew a little first aid knowledge.

Fortunately, Aunt Liu's call was made in time, and the ambulance came soon and quickly carried Wen Yiran away on a stretcher.

When Feng Xueying recalled, as long as she remembered something about He Jingjing, her brain began to throb. As a result of recalling the pain, Feng Xueying only knew that she hated Aunt Liu, because Aunt Liu was uneasy and kind to Wen Yiran. Then, Feng Xueying fainted.

Wen Yiran saw Feng Xueying talking and began to shout and have a headache, and then fainted, thinking that Feng Xueying was avoiding the problem, he almost jumped up in anger.

Fortunately, Zhao Qingshan and Wen Ziqing heard the movement upstairs and hurriedly went downstairs to persuade Wen Yiran. Just kidding, Wen Yiran's illness cost Zhao Qingshan so much effort, how could he make his emotions fluctuate too much? Otherwise, Zhao Qingshan would have wasted all his efforts.

Therefore, although Zhao Qingshan and Wen Ziqing were upstairs, they left the space downstairs to the old couple. In fact, Zhao Qingshan and Wen Ziqing's ears were always held high, and they were not embarrassed to eavesdrop on the conversation between the two couples.

Of course, the old and the young would never admit that they were eavesdropping, and the two of them could hear the ears of mosquitoes flapping their wings ten meters away when they stood there?

As soon as Feng Xueying fainted, the master and apprentice ran faster than anyone else. Before Wen Yiran could react, an old man and a young man were already standing in front of him.

"Brother Zhao~! Wen Yiran felt a hot and shy panic on his face.

"Let's two brothers, are you still talking about this?" Zhao Qingshan pretended to be unhappy and glanced at Wen Yiran.

Indeed, if it weren't for Brother Zhao, his life would have been confessed a long time ago! Wen Yiran remembered Zhao Qingshan's friendship with him, and he was not polite. Over the years, Wen Yiran has not said anything like repaying Zhao Qingshan, but in his heart, he has always regarded Zhao Qingshan as his family.

"Grandpa, something is wrong with grandma!" Wen Ziqing stood aside, and when Zhao Qingshan rolled up Feng Xueying's eyelids to observe, he also leaned over to take a look. The red bloodshot on the whites of Feng Xueying's eyes made Wen Ziqing's heart flutter.

In his previous life, Wen Ziqing was selected into the special training team, and the members of the team all had their own strengths. In addition to Wen Ziqing's kung fu skills, his memory is super strong, as long as he has seen something like a pattern, he can make a copy of it when he turns his head.

There are still some strange people in the special training team, some are good at making drugs, some can understand the conversations of birds, and some can actually control other people's minds······

In the years of the special training team, Wen Ziqing learned a lot of things and opened his eyes.

"Ziqing, what did you find?" Zhao Qingshan knew that Wen Ziqing would show a strange skill or two from time to time, and he didn't know where this kid learned it, but Zhao Qingshan wouldn't go to the bottom of it, after all, everyone has his secrets. Just like himself, he would not tell Wen Ziqing the secret of the Zhao family's martial arts.

"Grandpa, look at the whites of my grandmother's eyes, are there a lot of shallow red bloodshots?" Wen Ziqing pointed to Feng Xueying's eyes and said to Zhao Qingshan: "Are these bloodshots like spider's antennae?"

Zhao Qingshan observed it carefully, and couldn't help but gasp. Indeed, the bloodshot on Feng Xueying's eyes, with the black eyeballs as the spider body, snaked outward like the tentacles of a spider.

What kind of strange illness is this? Why is there so much bloodshot on Feng Xueying's eyes? Zhao Qingshan frowned and pondered.

At this time, Wen Ziqing was already sure that Feng Xueying was controlled by someone. When he was in the special training team, Wen Ziqing once saw a team member who had the ability to control other people's minds. The man relied on the medium to control a vicious person, so that the person could clearly explain all the bad things he had done.

Wen Ziqing had heard the team member say that the ability he had was nothing, and there was an upgraded version of the ability that could remotely control one person to attack another.

Feng Xueying's behavior was greatly abnormal to her usual performance. Feng Xueying under normal circumstances, even if the matter between Wen Yiran and Aunt Xiao Liu is true, she can't do such a thing as tearing up Xiao Liu.