Dumb Wife in Powerful Family

"Oh, yes, it's different. Now Feng Yanmo doesn't want you. If you don't sleep with you, you find me. Of course, I will respect my wife, but only if she respects me. Since you are so shameless, why should I save your face? "

"Feng Chenglin, don't be so bloody!"

Feng Chenglin seems to have changed a person and said such hurtful words. Nianen feels unable to accept it. She pushes Feng Chenglin with her hand and wants to pass by him. Under the anger, people's strength will become particularly strong. Feng Chenglin's legs are weak, and he is pushed back two steps by Nian en, hitting his waist and eyes on the table.

The waist is not very painful, but the dignity of a man is like being splashed with hot oil, enough to make Feng Chenglin explode.

Did she really think that she took him as a useless invalid and dared to fight him? Does she think that with the support of Feng Yanmo, she can do whatever she wants?

He wanted her to understand who was the master of the house and who was her master!

A cruel light flashed in his angry eyes. In his anger, Feng Chenglin waved out his hand.

Nian en sees a silver object flying towards him. She is still some distance away from Feng Chenglin. She can avoid it.

But she suddenly saw peanut rubbing her eyes and yawning at her door. She didn't want peanuts to see such an ugly scene. No matter how she argued with Feng Chenglin, they should be in love in front of the children.

Nianen wants peanuts to go back to her room. It's just such an amazing Kung Fu. The silver top of Feng Chenglin's walking stick has been waved in front of her.

Nian en felt a sharp pain in her forehead. Something exploded in her head with a loud bang. There was a small hot and humid liquid trickling down her hairline.

After hitting her, he hit a porcelain vase in the chest of drawers next to Nian en. The vase fell to the ground and broke into countless pieces.

The bright red blood soon blurred nianen's eyes. She covered her eyes with her hands, and her brain seemed to be boiling. She felt that her whole strength had been drained and her body could not stop sliding down.

"Mom!" When peanut sleeps in a daze, she seems to hear someone talking in the living room. As soon as she opens the door, she sees Feng Chenglin brandishing his hands to defeat nianen.

She let out a scream and ran towards Nen.

Nian en's body fell heavily into pieces of porcelain, the sharp section like a knife stabbed her thin silk clothing, straight into her flesh and blood.

Nianen saw peanuts running over, afraid that she would be hurt by the debris if she didn't pay attention, so she tried to bear the pain and wanted to sit up, but the palm of her hand held the ground, and there was a sharp pain in the palm.

"Don't come here, peanut. Don't come."

A splinter the size of a palm went straight into her palm, leaving a cut in the palm.

The wound was so deep that blood gushed out of the breach.

Peanut was frightened by the blood of nianen. She stood still and did not dare to move. After a while, she reached out to catch Feng Chenglin, who was also sluggish. "Dad, mom is injured. She has shed a lot of blood. What should I do?"

The girl's crying voice was like an alarm bell. Feng Chenglin was awakened. He immediately rushed to him, helped him to read en, and put her on the sofa. "You sit here and don't make any more trouble. I'll call the doctor."

Feng Chenglin didn't expect that he would hurt nianen so badly just by waving his hand.

Family ugliness should not be publicized. They are the focus of media attention now. Feng Chenglin does not want to upload any domestic violence scandal at this critical moment.

He measured for a moment and called the family doctor of the Feng family.

Hang up the phone, Feng Chenglin will be ground debris to one side, he went to Nian en side, want to see her wound.

Just as his fingertips were about to touch nian'en, nian'en suddenly hid himself behind him.

She didn't want him to touch her, whether it was anger or fear.

Feng Chenglin didn't insist, but stood by quietly with his hands down.

When the family doctor arrived, it was nearly half an hour later. After a rough look at the wound of Nian en, he got up and said to Feng Chenglin, "I have to go to the hospital. I can't deal with it here."

Feng Chenglin only told him on the phone that there was an accident. The family doctor brought a first-aid kit and then came over. Unexpectedly, it was such a big accident.

"Can't you deal with it at home?" Feng Chenglin frowned. As soon as we get to the hospital, there are a lot of people. No matter how strict the concealment is, it is inevitable that the news will not be disclosed.

The family doctor shook his head. "The wound on my wife's hand is too serious. I must go to the hospital for surgery and suture. There is no such condition at home. If it is not handled properly, I am afraid it will affect the flexibility of fingers in the future. And the wound on her forehead... "

The family doctor said, glancing at Feng Chenglin's hand stick on one side. The silver top of the hand stick has been stained with the blood of Nian en. The bright red blood beads are dotted on the silver white, just like ruby. "I'm afraid she will have concussion."

Seeing that he really can't deal with Nian en's injury at home, Feng Chenglin personally drives Nian en to the hospital.meanwhile.

Feng Yanmo since read grace left, a person in the elevator for a long time, the elevator lights out, he did not notice.

It wasn't until the door of the elevator opened again and he heard someone scream outside that he suddenly woke up.

After wiping his face, Feng Yanmo stepped out of the elevator.

It was too late, and he felt terrible. He didn't want to go home again. It was just an empty house.

Feng Yanmo found a hotel not far from the ceremony venue. After checking in hastily, he took the key and locked himself in his room.

Feng Yanmo buried himself in two layers of quilts and pretended to be dead. Soon, his mobile phone trembled against his chest.

He doesn't pay attention, the mobile phone continues to tremble.

When he was distracted and helpless, Feng Yanmo had to take out his mobile phone, press the answer button, and roared, "hit him. What's your mother doing! If you don't, you still have obsessive-compulsive disorder? "

"I x, Feng Laoer, did you take the wrong medicine?" Mo WanChen roared back with a voice two degrees higher than that of Feng Yanmo, "you ya, read Weibo quickly!"

Mo WanChen has just become a microblog user recently. He likes to turn some dirty jokes and pictures to Feng Yanmo when he's OK. Usually, Feng Yanmo is happy to accept it. But at this moment, he is angry and says, "no, it's time to watch Weibo! If you want a man to sleep so late, you go to find a cowherd! Don't disturb me

When Mo WanChen was yelled at by others, she always yelled at others. She was stunned and laughed angrily, "OK, OK, I'm kind of like a donkey's liver and lung! I think men I miss your sister! Your women are in the hospital emergency room! You're not in a hurry. What's my hurry? How far are you going to get away from me

Mo WanChen finish saying crisp hang up the phone, Feng Yanmo by her mouth "you women all go to the hospital emergency room." Stunned, he looked at the screen of his mobile phone for two seconds and then opened his microblog.

The hospital where nian'en visited was close to home. Although it was not a big hospital, the medical level and facilities were quite good. More importantly, the hospital was funded by the Feng family.

Feng Chenglin sent Nian en to the hospital. Before he could tell the hospital to block the information, he was asked to sign by the anesthesiologist waiting for the operation. In just a few minutes, the news of nianen's injury spread.

The little nurse who took the picture of Nen also recognized for a long time that the woman with blood on her face was her favorite supporting actress in the war.

She had just watched the live broadcast of Kimber's awards with her mobile phone. She was chanting songs for her colleagues. Unexpectedly, she met Ben Zun.

The little nurse didn't know what happened to nianen, but she felt that something was wrong with her injury. So she posted her photo on the Internet, and by the way @ Bering heard about it.

Bai Lingwen had some friendship with Mo WanChen in his early years. When he won the golden cypress award, he immediately thought of sharing happiness with Mo WanChen. They were celebrating together. When he saw the news, he immediately gave it to Mo WanChen. When Mo WanChen looked at the picture of Nian en lying there like a blood gourd, his life and death were unknown. His hair was blown up and he transferred it to Feng Yanmo without thinking about it.

"Mrs. Feng's operation was very smooth. The porcelain pieces didn't hurt the veins and nerves. It's OK to take good care of the wound according to the doctor's advice." The doctor in charge of the operation and Feng Chenglin talked about the operation process and precautions. "The injury on the forehead may have a slight concussion, which should not be a big problem. If Mr. Feng is not at ease, he can wait a few days to make a film to confirm. "

"Do you have scars on your head?" Feng Chenglin at this time has cleaned up all the emotions, face no waves asked.

The doctor said with a smile, "although there is a lot of blood, the wound is not very big. Even if it is a scar, it is only a small scar. Now skin plastic surgery has been very mature. If you want to eliminate this small scar, it is not difficult. Our hospital can..."

"No, I don't want her to suffer again. It's OK to have scars." Interrupted the doctor's strenuous recommendation, Feng Chenglin said.

Today's society, for actors, especially actresses, is very harsh. An actress, if there is a scar on her face, even if she is beautiful, it will be very difficult to receive an important role.

Compared with a female star who always appears in public, Feng Chenglin needs a good wife and good mother who can be completely loyal to his family. Nian en is still some distance away from this goal. It doesn't matter. He will teach her little by little.

I don't know how long, read en's anesthetic gradually faded down, she slowly opened her eyes.

Because there are many large and small wounds on her back, she is lying on the bed at this time. Her head is like a bag of rice, heavy, so that she can't even lift her head.

Her throat was dry enough to give out fire. She cleared her throat and said, "water..."

A long, manicured, male hand reached out and gently placed the straw in her mouth. "Don't drink too fast. It's easy to choke."

Nian en slowly drank the water from the glass. The cool and sweet liquid ran through her throat and gently soothed her torn throat.

"No more? Does it still hurt? " Feng Chenglin reaches out his hand and falls on nianen's back.