In the medical room, Feng Xinglang sat quietly in front of the bed of his eldest brother Feng Lixin, and the brothers were silent, only hearing various sounds from the life detector. I feel depressed and suffocated.

After a few minutes of silence, Feng Xinglang asked again: "Brother, are you so defending the person who called you to go to the underground warehouse to find me, or is it because that person ...... Is it Lan Yoyo? ”

As soon as Feng Xinglang's words came out, Feng Lixin suddenly reacted strongly, and his body, which was originally lying flat, almost sat upright on the hospital bed.

"No, it's not Yoyo...... It's not her! Xinglang, Yoyo is dead, what are you still holding her accountable? Feng Lixin tried his best to maintain Lan Youyou, even if it was Lan Youyou, who was already dead.

"I don't blame anyone! Xinglang, don't have any more psychological pressure! I was so badly injured that I couldn't escape. I didn't mean to save you...... Xinglang, don't think I'm sacrificing myself for you, I'm not so noble! ”

Speaking too quickly, Feng Lixin coughed twice hurriedly, "Xinglang, don't pursue anything more...... I really don't blame anyone and I don't hate anyone! ”

"There's no way I'm not going to pursue it!" Feng Xinglang muttered in a low voice. Seeing Feng Lixin's efforts to maintain Lan Youyou, his heart was twisted and hurt fiercely.

Even the 'dead' Lan Youyou is still full of emotions in Feng Lixin's mind, trapped by love. At this moment, Feng Xinglang suddenly didn't want to tell his eldest brother Feng Lixin that Lan Youyou was still alive.

Lan Youyou died in Feng Lixin's mind, and it would only be better. Because Lan Youyou, who is alive, may only hurt him deeper. The truth of the matter is often so brutal that it is shocking.

"Xinglang...... Look no further! Even if brother begs you! Feng Lixin put his scarred hand on Feng Xinglang's hand.

"Then live well! Get healthy! Feng Xinglang held Feng Lixin's hand tightly.

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helped Yuan Duoduo take a warm bath, and when Xueluo had just washed herself and came out of the bathroom, she saw Aunt An waiting in the guest room.

"Aunt An, are you looking for me?" Xueluo saw Aunt An's face with sadness.

"Madam, you go to the third floor to see the second young master! He's drinking alone...... He has a bad stomach and I'm worried that he's hurt his body! I got a stomach ache again. Aunt An was teary-eyed and said distressedly.

"Oh, it's a good ......" Worried about the man's safety, Xueluo put down the towel to wipe her head and walked towards the door of the room, but she paused again just after taking two steps, "Aunt An, you better go and persuade Feng Xinglang from Steward Mo...... I...... I'm not very convenient! ”

It's really inconvenient! Thinking that more than an hour ago, she had been treated so ashamedly by that angry man that she had untied her belt, and she was about to attack her last line of defense...... If she goes upstairs to persuade him now, and the man is drinking again, if he plays a drunken madness or something, he will not live!

"Alas, Steward Mo and Doctor Jin are comforting the eldest young master. I heard that the eldest young master had a quarrel with the second young master. Aunt An sighed sadly.

"What? Feng Xinglang quarreled with Lixin? Is he going crazy? Quarreled with his brother? Can Lixin's body withstand his stimulation? Why is this Feng Xinglang like this? ”

Xueluo was anxiously indignant at first, but she suddenly remembered something, and asked urgently, "Aunt An, Lixin and Feng Xinglang quarreled, is it because of my business?" ”

"It's not...... It seems to be because of Miss Lan Youyou. Aunt An sighed again.

"Oh," Xueluo breathed a sigh of relief, it didn't turn out that it was because she went to the night village to do that kind of dance. "So how is Lixin now? I'll have to go see him. ”

Without waiting for Aunt An to respond, Xueluo ran towards the medical room on the second floor in her pajamas. was stopped by Steward Mo, who had just come out of the medical room, "Madam, don't go in." Doctor Jin is putting the eldest young master on a ventilator! The eldest young master doesn't want to see anyone! No, even I was kicked out! ”

"This Feng Xinglang is also really! Knowing that his brother was not in good health, he even quarreled with Lixin? What is he mad about? The number of snow falling hurriedly fell, and Feng Xinglang was not.

"I don't blame the second young master this time...... You can't blame the eldest young master...... It's only strange that the relationship between men and women hurts the most! The eldest young master never forgot Miss Lan Youyou, but the second young master found out that the eldest young master's injury was related to Miss Lan Youyou! One is not allowed to be traced, and the other is biased to be traced. ”

Steward Mo lowered his voice, "The eldest young master almost lost his life, how can you say that the second young master can't track it down!" The case of the eldest young master, eighty percent of it has nothing to do with Miss Lan Youyou! ”

"Feng Xinglang, he's stupid, won't he be secretly tracked down? Why do you want Lixin to know? Xueluo questioned.

"It is estimated that the second young master has got some clues, and he just wants to verify them from the mouth of the eldest young master. How can the eldest young master withstand the calculations of the second young master! Steward Mo glanced in the direction of the third floor. Madam, the second young master's mood is not good, you can go upstairs and take a look. ”

The snow fell for a moment, and instinctively took a big step back, "I won't go!" Feng Xinglang ...... He...... Always...... Always...... Disrespect me! Butler Mo, I'd better bother you to go upstairs. ”

"Madam, if you don't want to go, forget it! Then let the second young master's stomach hurt to death. Steward Mo dropped this sentence and hurried downstairs.

Leaving the snow to fall and stand in place, it is not to go upstairs, nor is it to go downstairs.

But Steward Mo's sentence 'Let the second young master's stomach ache to death' made Xueluo entangled. Do you want to go up to the third floor to see Feng Xinglang who is drinking alcohol?

It's really depressing: Aunt An doesn't care, and Steward Mo doesn't care, why should I care? Aren't they worried that Feng Xinglang's stomach will hurt? How do you feel that Aunt An and Steward Mo deliberately pushed her to Feng Xinglang's side!

Every time I care about that man, I will be treated with the man's frivolity and humiliation. Why should I care about him and bring shame on myself! Xueluo gritted her teeth: Okay, Aunt An and Steward Mo don't care, and she doesn't care!

After listening quietly outside the door of the medical room for a while, it was quiet inside, Feng Lixin should have rested.

Xueluo turned around and walked resolutely downstairs. There is still an injured Yuan Duoduo to take care of in the guest room downstairs. But when the snow fell to the staircase on the second floor and was about to go downstairs, there was a loud 'clang', which was supposed to be the sound of wine bottles falling on the floor, and then the sound of furniture falling to the ground.

Xueluo's heart suddenly rose to her throat, and she didn't think about it, and directly trotted all the way upstairs.

"Xinglang...... Feng Xinglang, are you okay? Xueluo rushed into the semi-open sunroom on the third floor and saw Feng Xinglang's sturdy body lying on the floor. There are several empty red wine bottles scattered all around.

Xueluo knelt on one knee, struggling to help Feng Xinglang from the floor, who had fallen to the ground, but the man turned over and brought Xueluo to the ground, and then pressed her under him heavily......