Chapter 1151 Please Let Me Take You Away
He could guess that the woman's life would not be easy, but he really did not expect that the woman would be reduced to such a miserable situation.
The room was quiet except for a nurse sleeping on a simple bed nearby.
Originally, Feng Lixin insisted on accompanying his wife Lan Youyou.
Seeing his wife's life hanging by a thread and her body in such a weak and miserable condition, Feng Lixin, as a husband, would inevitably get very angry.
But after just a few days of running and tiring, Feng Lixin collapsed due to lack of physical strength. Butler Mo, who was eager to protect his master, forced him to sleep back in the bedroom to recuperate his body.
In the darkness, I couldn't tell the person's age, I could only feel that his body was very lean;
When he got close to the wall lamp beside the bed, he saw that this man's cheekbones were frighteningly high.
It’s Xing San.
A phone call from Lan Youyou can bring him to Shanghai from Uxmal, which is thousands of miles away.
Different from the other adopted sons in Hetun, he and Xing Er both have their own lair.
Xing San had no intention of betraying his adoptive father Hetun, but he had sacrificed too much for the woman in his bed.
The jagged palm reached over and fell on Lan Youyou's cheek; the woman on the bed seemed to be entangled in a nightmare, and began to twist her body in pain.
As if her breath had been cut off, Lan Youyou opened her eyes and breathed rapidly.
She felt someone standing next to her bed; even if Xing San was hidden in the darkness, she could feel it.
The dark shadow flashed to the nurse's simple bedside, and it was unclear what he had done to the nurse. The nurse fell into a deep sleep, and he would probably not wake up until dawn.
"I am coming."
Seeing that Lan Youlong was silent for a long time, Xing San, who was silent in the darkness, took the initiative to make a low sound.
"Help me kill Lin Xueluo!"
Lan Youyou is very direct. She didn't look at Xing San, but at the darkness in front of her.
"Haha...haha!"
After a long time, Xing Sancai in the darkness snorted coldly, "It seems that the price you paid to kill Lin Xueluo was quite high!"
"Stop talking nonsense! You owe me this!"
Lan Youyou interrupted Xing San's similar taunt.
"Even if you kill Lin Xueluo, you still won't get Feng Xinglang!"
"That's none of your business!"
As her blood surged, Lan Youyou immediately covered her mouth with a towel, "You just need to answer me: help or not!"
Through the dim wall lamp, Xing San quietly looked at Lan Youyou on the hospital bed: he smelled the smell of blood, which overflowed from Lan Youyou's mouth.
"What disease do you have?" Xing San asked.
"You don't have to worry about it!" Lan Youyou said coldly.
"Being poisoned? And it's also related to blood!"
Xing San didn't leave for long. It was impossible for Lan Youyou to suddenly suffer from such a serious illness in such a short period of time.
"It's none of your business! Stop talking nonsense and tell me whether you will help or not!"
Lan Youyou covered her mouth tightly to prevent herself from coughing.
"The person who poisoned... couldn't be Feng Xinglang, right?"
Xing San's guess is actually well-founded.
If the people from Hetun really wanted Lan Youyou's life, there was no way they could use such inferior tricks on her. Considering that Lan Youyou himself is dying and still wants to kill Lin Xueluo... it is not difficult to guess this answer.
"Shut up! Shut up!"
An angry Lan Youyou casually threw the towel in his hand over.
Xing San instinctively grabbed it, but his palm was covered with sticky blood, mixed with vomit.
Seeing Lan Youyou's excited words and deeds, the promise was obvious.
Xing San Leng snorted and laughed twice, "I'm on the verge of death, but I'm still so stubborn!"
"You...help...help me...help me take Lin Xueluo's life! In the next life...in the next life, I will be your woman!"
Lan Youyou's breath was so weak that she couldn't speak a complete sentence.
Xing San quietly stared at Lan Youyou who was struggling with death, and sighed lightly, "You should beg me to take you away!"
"No...no...I won't leave! I won't leave even if I die!"
"Yuyou, you can't get Feng Xinglang! Just like I can't get you! Are you willing to die under the eyes of your beloved man with such a ruined appearance? But he can watch helplessly You are struggling like this!"
"Stop...stop talking...stop talking about Third Brother."
Xing San is the one who loves Lan Youyou the most among all the adopted sons in Hetun.
"I will not help you kill Lin Xueluo."
"...Useless thing! You coward! I'm really blind..."
There was a noise outside the door of the ward, and someone was walking towards here.
"Think carefully about what you need. Then call me. That number will never change! It will always be reserved for you!"
Before turning around to leave, Xing San took out a pill box or something like that and threw it over.
"This thing can stimulate the production of platelets, quickly stop bleeding, coagulate, and repair damaged blood vessels! But it only quenches thirst by drinking poison! I don't think you will live much longer. If you can survive it, count it as a day!"
The adopted sons of Hetun will carry this kind of medicine with them. It can temporarily and quickly stop or reduce bleeding.
The moment Butler Mo opened the door to the ward, silence had returned to the room: the nurse was asleep, and so was Lan Youyou.
"Xing San...Xing San..."
After Butler Mo left, Lan Youyou lowered his voice and called softly, but failed to get any answer.
…
on Monday.
When Nina returned to the office after the regular meeting, Xueluo sent over the newly prepared summary of the copywriting.
"Nina, this is a summary of my new planning plan."
Nina raised her head and looked at Xueluo's extremely serious and clean face. I thought she would cry and run into her man's arms to cry, but I didn't expect that she would become more and more courageous with frustration, and actually made another summary and handed it over.
"Aren't you angry that I was so mean on Friday?" Nina asked with a smile.
"Don't be angry...don't be angry! As long as you can accept me working under you, I am already very grateful!"
Xueluo explained anxiously. She looked very sincere, without any pretense.
"That's good."
Nina glanced at the summary of the planning plan: it was done very seriously. To some extent, it also reflects Lin Xueluo's true level. But it’s not hard to see traces of the CEO’s involvement.
"Nina, I really want to learn more from you..."
Xueluo said weakly. I wanted to ask something, but I stopped talking.
"Don't worry, I will treat everyone equally."
"Thank you, Sister Nina." Xueluo smiled softly.
Nina closed the plan in her hand, "But to be honest, your serious attitude deserves recognition; but your thinking model needs to be expanded! Let's take a week to get familiar with the company's ERP first!"
"Oh well."
Seeing that Nina didn't scold him harshly this time, Xueluo relaxed.
Xueluo was about to turn around and leave, but suddenly looked at Nina.
"Nina, did I do a poor job summarizing the planning plan?"
Xueluo asked with a slight frown. That cautious and modest look makes people really can't bear to criticize.
"New employees will inevitably lack experience."
In fact, Nina wants to say that if you want to work in a large company like GK, Lin Xueluo lacks more than just experience.
"I will definitely work hard."
Xueluo clenched her fists and smiled inspiringly.
Nina also laughed, "Xueluo, what do you think makes our CEO like you the most?"
Xueluo was stunned by the question. She also seemed a little confused: What exactly did that bitch man like about herself?
"If it's between bed and bed, don't worry if it's inconvenient!"
Nina was so outspoken that Xueluo blushed. Fortunately, I wore light makeup today, so it shouldn't be noticeable.
"No... no! He probably thinks I'm stupid... easy to deceive and easy to bully!"
In fact, Xueluo is a very smart and agile woman. But it is still different from the kind of shrewdness and competence that Nina wants.
Not all women are suitable to be strong women.
Sometimes a woman really becomes a strong woman. She seems to be successful, but she also feels helpless because she is forced.
In fact, why doesn’t Nina not want to be a smart and smart little woman like Lin Xueluo?
"Actually, it's good for you to be like this. Keep it up!" Nina smiled warmly.
This smile made Xueluo a little confused.
Is Nina saying that she is stupid in a good way?
Or did she think it was a surprise that Feng Xinglang could fall in love with a woman like her?
Or is Nina implying that she did a poor job summarizing the planning plan?
I can’t control that much anymore! As long as you work hard and learn from Nina's clever advice, you'll be fine!
In the afternoon, Xueluo lay on the desk in pain.
Ever since the child was aborted, Xueluo would break into cold sweats every time she got her period. Fortunately, this only happens on the first day, and it will be much better the next day when the volume returns to normal. Because it doesn't last long, I just have to endure it every time.
Xueluo didn't want to affect the work of other colleagues, let alone go to the president's lounge to rest, so she endured the pain and returned to Feng's house first.
"Asshole Feng Xinglang, why did you come back? My mommy has a stomachache again! It hurts so much that she doesn't want to eat dinner."
Feng Xinglang picked up his squealing son and ran straight upstairs.
Xueluo had already drank the ginger syrup brought by Aunt An and was lying on the bed with her eyes closed to rest.
Feng Xinglang came over, put his hand into the duvet, and touched something that women would use every month.
"So on time...it seems that my husband has to keep working hard!"
Feng Xinglang lay on his side next to the woman, sucking her shoulder carefully.
"Feng Xinglang...it seems that I really can't have a child!"
Xueluo closed her eyes and hummed a little, "I can't fulfill your wish to have another daughter!"
The man gently rubbed Xueluo's slightly chilled belly, and joked humorously: "It's our daughter who is so delicate! How could she come here so casually?!"
Xueluo raised her head and looked at the man, asking with some sadness: "Feng Xinglang, if I really can't have a child... will you divorce me?"