After receiving a call from the hospital, Xueluo hurriedly rushed over with his son Nuono.

The smell of disinfectant was in the ward; It seems that there is still a faint smell of blood.

Yuan Duoduo's face turned pale, and he stared at the pale ceiling with wide eyes.

Motionless, as if dead.

"Blossom ......"

Xueluo let out a loud cry and immediately leaned over to Yuan Duoduo's sick side.

"Duoduo, how are you, does it matter? The doctor said that you had a lot of blood and that you were not cooperating with the treatment...... It scared the hell out of me! ”

Looking at Yuan Duoduo's loveless and hollow-eyed appearance, Xueluo sobbed softly in distress.

"Didn't you say that I would accompany you to the hospital for surgery on Friday? Why did you come here early? ”

Xueluo caressed Yuan Duoduo's pale and bloodless face, and was eager: "Duoduo, do you have a word...... Don't scare me, okay? ”

"Da Duoduo, what's wrong with you? If you don't speak, I'm going to kiss you! ”

The little guy felt sorry for the mommy who was crying softly, and he also felt sorry for Yuan Duoduo, who was motionless and silent.

The childish voice finally reached Yuan Duoduo's ears, she turned her head sideways, and saw Lin Nuo's child close at hand.

"Nono...... Big Blossom Kids...... Without! No more ......"

Or the innocence of children, touched Yuan Duoduo, whose heart was like ashes, she struggled to support her upper body, hugged Lin Nuo's child tightly in her arms, and cried silently.

It's better to cry out than to hold it in your heart alone. Yuan Duoduo cried out in pain, as if her liver and intestines were broken.

She knew that the child in her belly could not be saved, and she was mentally prepared to kill it, but at this moment, when the little thing really scraped out of her stomach, she was so distressed that she couldn't help it.

The little guy was hugged by Yuan Duoduo and cried in a daze, and he didn't seem to be able to react: When did Da Duoduo have a child?

Touching the scene, Xueluo's heart was really pricked by Yuan Duoduo's heart-rending cry.

It is inevitable to think of myself: if my children were gone...... Will there still be a living Lin Xueluo?

Or, what kind of life will you start again?

Every time I think about it, I feel palpitations. Especially when you're locked in a shipping container...... Every day is a living torment for a pregnant woman. also has to face the provocation and persecution of Lan Youyou's vicious woman......

Thinking that he was beaten by Lan Youyo and bloody, Xueluo couldn't help but hate.

But what's the use of hate?

Lan Youyou married Feng Lixin and became Feng Xinglang's sister-in-law; Successfully whitewashed everything for herself!

Feng Xinglang won't deal with her, and Feng Lixin won't!

What about the persecution and grievances suffered by her Lin Xueluo and her children? Just a write-off?

Thinking of Hetun's refusal to transfer Nuonuo's account to his name, Xueluo's heart was in pain.

The heirs of the Feng family......

Heirs of the Xing family......

How did they have the face to rob her!

When Feng Xinglang rushed to the hospital, Yuan Duoduo had already fallen asleep.

His son Lin Nuo was held in Xueluo's arms and was napping.

After coming to the hospital, the snow fell and turned off the machine; So Feng Xinglang went around for a long time before he came here.

"Why don't you turn it on? How is Yuan Duoduo? ”

Feng Xinglang reached over and wanted to take his sleepy son from Xueluo's arms.

Xueluo hesitated for a moment, but still asked Feng Xinglang to carry the child over. You can't take your little things with you to keep vigil in the hospital.

"It's turned off because I don't want to answer your call!" Snow fell bluntly.

Seeing that the woman was in a depressed mood, Feng Xinglang took out a hand and hooked Xueluo into his arms.

Maybe it was because it was held back for a long time, or maybe it was because it hurt the scene, Xueluo struggled for a while, and then whimpered in the man's arms.

Feng Xinglang gently patted Xueluo's back, kissed her hairline in pieces, and rubbed her cheek lightly.

It took a long time for the snow to calm down.

"Feng Xinglang, you take Nuo Nuo to sleep tonight. I stayed in the hospital to take care of Duoduo. ”

"Isn't there a nurse?" The man muttered quietly.

"I have to stay here! If you don't bother with Nono, leave it to me! ”

Xueluo reached out to hug the child, but was grabbed by Feng Xinglang in the palm of his hand.

"I know that you two girlfriends have a good relationship...... Then you rest early, and I'll come to see you tomorrow after sending Nuono. ”

It seemed that Feng Xinglang still wanted to say something to Xueluo, but it was late at night, the patient had to be quiet, and the little guy who was sleeping on his shoulder forced Feng Xinglang to leave first.

Bentley was heading towards Dragon City.

But he turned around halfway and roared towards the haunted house in the mountain city of Qibei.

At the entrance to the mountain below the forest, a barricade was set up, and Bentley was forced to stop.

I glanced at the depths of the mountain forest, which was more than ten kilometers away. And there is also a sleeping little milk baby......

According to common sense, Bentley should have turned around and headed towards Dragon City, where they could treat their father and son as grandfathers.

But Bentley stopped unreasonably, and two minutes later, a muscular figure holding a baby came out of it, and walked slowly towards the haunted house deep in the forest.

Unexpectedly, after Feng Xinglang walked a kilometer with his sleeping son in his arms, he saw an off-road vehicle.

This is in the deep and terrifying jungle, a car suddenly appeared, it is really weird;

But Feng Xinglang smiled and got into the car. He knew that this car was prepared for him by Cong Gang.

From the haunted house, wisps of light shone through, as if welcoming the arrival of their father and son.

Feng Xinglang directly kicked open the door that was just hidden with his long legs. I saw Cong Gang sitting at an oval tea table dressed at home, leisurely tasting new tea.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Feng Xinglang sneered dissatisfiedly, "Cong Gang, you are more like an uncle than me, is it appropriate?" ”

The sofa on the side has already been cleared, and even a small pillow has been placed.

Obviously, Cong Gang knew about the arrival of their father and son. Thinking of that barricade, he also did it on purpose.

After putting the son in his arms comfortably on the sofa, Feng Xinglang sat opposite Cong Gang.

On the tea table, there is freshly brewed tea, which is slightly hot, but it is a good time to taste.

Feng Xinglang also drank tea. But it's rare to taste tea like Cong Gang.

After taking a few sips of tea, Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang, who was fiddling with those cups. looks like a master of the world, with a little bit of a style that doesn't eat the fireworks of the world.

"Are you still alive?"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "I thought you were turned into ashes by Yan Bang!" ”