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In the medical room, Feng Xinglang sat quietly in front of the elder brother Feng Lixin's bed. The two brothers were silent and only heard various sounds from the life detector. Feeling depressed asphyxia.

After a few minutes of silence, Feng Xinglang asked again, "Brother, do you maintain the person who called you to go to the underground warehouse to find me, or because that person ... is Lan Youyou?"

As soon as Feng Xinglang said this, Feng Lixin suddenly reacted strongly, and his original lying body almost sat on the bed.

"No, it's not Yoyo ... not her! Xinglang, Yoyo is dead, what else do you want to do to her?" Feng Lixin vigorously maintained Lan Yuyou, even if she was dead.

"I don't blame anyone! Xinglang, don't have any psychological pressure anymore! I was so hurt and couldn't escape. I didn't mean to rescue you ... Xinglang, don't think of me It is self-denial for you, I am not so noble! "

Feng Lixin coughed quickly, "Xinglang, don't blame anything ... I don't really blame anyone, and I don't hate anyone!"

"I can't stop it!" Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice. Seeing Feng Lixin trying to maintain Lan Youyou, his heart was severely hurt.

Even the "dead" Lan Youyou still occupied his emotions in Feng Lixin's mind and was trapped in love. At this moment, Feng Xinglang suddenly didn't want to tell the elder brother Feng Lixin Lan Youyou was alive.

Lan Youyou died in Feng Lixin's mind, it would only be better. Because the living Lan Youyou may only hurt him more deeply. The truth of the truth is often cruel.

"Xing Lang ... Don't track it down! Even brother begging you!" Feng Lixin put her scarred hand on Feng Xinglang's hand.

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

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After helping Yuan Duoduo to take a warm bath, Xue Luo just washed herself out of the bathroom, but saw An An waiting in the guest room.

"An An, are you looking for me?" Xue Luo saw An An's face sad.

"Ma'am, go to the third floor to see the second master! He is drinking alone ... he has a bad stomach, and I worry that he hurt his body! He has stomachache again." Distressed said.

"Oh, okay ..." Worried about the safety of the man, Xue Luo put down his towel and walked towards the door of the room, but she paused just after two steps. Long ... I ... I'm not very convenient! "

It is really not convenient! I thought that more than an hour ago, I was treated as shyly by that angry man, even the belt was untied, and I sent her to attack her last line of defense ... if now she goes upstairs to persuade him, the man drinks again With wine, in case of a drunken or something, do you want to live!

"Well, Mo butler and Dr. Jin are comforting the young master. I heard that the young master quarreled with the second master." An sighed angrily.

"What? Feng Xinglang was arguing with Li Xin? Is he going crazy? Is he arguing with his brother? Can Li Xin's body be able to withstand his stimulation? Why is this Feng Xinglang so?"

Xue Luo was anxious and angry at first, but she suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly asked, "Aren, Li Xin and Feng Xinglang quarrel, is it because of me?"

"No ... seems to be because of Miss Lan Youyou." An Yan sighed again.

"Oh," Xue Luo breathed a sigh of relief, not because she went to Yezhuang to dance that kind of dance. "What about Lixin now? I have to go and see him."

Before An An responded, Xue Luo ran to the medical room on the second floor in her pajamas. But was stopped by the butler Mo who just came out of the medical room. "Mrs., don't you go in. Dr. Jin is putting on a ventilator to the young master! Young master doesn't want to see anyone! This is not even me Kicked out! "

"This Feng Xinglang is really true! He even knew his brother was ill and even quarreled with Li Xin? What was he going crazy about?" Xue Luo's screaming numbers dropped Feng Xinglang's not.

"This time, you can't blame Master Two ... You can't blame Master ...... You can only blame the relationship between men and women is the most hurting! Master Young misses Miss Lan Youyou, but Master Two has found that the injury of Master Young is related to Miss Lan Youyou! One No one will be tracked down. "

The Mo steward lowered his voice. "Master Young almost lost his life. Why do you say Master Two can't keep track of it! In this case, Master Bacheng cannot get in touch with Miss Lan Youyou!"

"Feng Xinglang is stupid, won't he pursue it in secret? Why should Li Xin know it?" Xue Luo questioned.

"It is estimated that the second master has got some clues, but just wants to be verified from the young master's mouth. How can the young master stand the second master's calculations!" The housekeeper Mo glanced towards the third floor. "Ma'am, Second Master is in a bad mood. Go upstairs and take a look."

Snow fell for a moment, and instinctively took a big step backwards, "I don't go! Feng Xinglang him ... he ... always ... always ... disrespect me! Butler, I still bother you to go upstairs Right. "

"Ma'am, you don't want to go anyway! Then let Second Master have a stomachache." The steward Mo left this sentence and hurried down the stairs.

Leaving the snow to stand still, neither going upstairs, nor going downstairs.

But Mo's housekeeper ’s sentence, `` Let the second master's stomach hurt and die, '' made Xue Luo tangled. Would you like to go to the third floor to see Feng Xinglang who is drinking?

It's really depressing: An An doesn't care, Mo Steward doesn't care, why should he care? Don't they worry that Feng Xinglang's stomach will hurt? How do you feel that An An and Mo Steward deliberately pushed her towards Feng Xinglang!

Every time you care about that man, you will get the man's frivolity and shame. Why should he care about his own humiliation! Xue Luo gritted her teeth: OK, An An and Mo's housekeeper didn't care, she didn't care!

After listening for a while outside the door of the medical room, the inside was quiet and Feng Lixin should be resting.

Xue Luo turned around and resolutely walked downstairs. In the guest room downstairs, there are still injured Yuan Duoduo to take care of. But when Xue fell to the stairs on the second floor and was going to go downstairs, a loud noise, "sound", should be the sound of a wine bottle falling on the floor, and then the sound of furniture falling to the ground.

Xue Luo's heart suddenly mentioned her throat, she didn't even think about it, she just trot all the way upstairs.

"Xing Lang ... Feng Xinglang, are you okay?" Xue Luo rushed into the semi-open sun room on the third floor, and saw Feng Xinglang's physique lying on the floor. Around it were several empty wine bottles.

Snow fell on one knee, struggling to lift Feng Xinglang, who fell to the ground, from the floor. No matter how a man turned over, he fell Xue Luo to the ground, and then pressed her heavily under him. ...