Chapter 1618 Someone Is Coming! Catch the Thief!

After his wife and children left, Feng Xinglang suddenly collapsed on the hospital bed, unable to summon any strength.

He had been struggling for so long that almost all his energy had been exhausted.

He just wanted to close his eyes and take a good rest.

"Xinglang...Xinglang...what's wrong with you?"

Facing Feng Xinglang who suddenly lay motionless on the hospital bed with his eyes closed, Feng Lixin was so nervous that he shouted repeatedly.

"Xinglang, don't pretend to be dead to scare big brother! This is not fun, you know?!"

After being shaken left and right by Feng Lixin several times, Feng Xinglang felt that the sweet and fishy hot liquid that he had just swallowed welled up from his stomach again.

"Ahem..."

After just coughing twice, Feng Xinglang coughed up some blood. He vomited on the back of Feng Lixin's hand.

"Someone is coming...doctor...doctor...someone is coming quickly!"

Feng Lixin was so panicked that he forgot to ring the bell, shouted loudly and stumbled out to call someone.

Yan Bang, who was still smoking, quickly dropped his cigarette and ran back after hearing Feng Lixin's shout.

"Feng Lixin, what's wrong? What happened?"

"Quick...quick! Go call the doctor...Xinglang is vomiting blood! Go call the doctor!"

Feng Lixin roared in horror, his whole body was weak and trembling.

"Doctor! Where the hell did it die!"

Yan Bang cursed angrily and rushed to the ward to check on Feng Xinglang who was vomiting blood.

It wasn't as bad as he thought: Feng Xinglang took the paper towel on the bedside and wiped the blood that spilled from the corner of his mouth.

"Lang...Lang...how do you feel?" Yan Bang rushed over.

"It's okay...he won't die! My brother likes to be surprised!"

"My Lord, you almost scared me to death!"

Yan Bang hugged Feng Xinglang and leaned against his cheek, his arms trembling uncontrollably.

After some examinations, the doctor suggested that Feng Xinglang be transferred to the intensive care unit for 24 hours of observation.

But Feng Xinglang firmly opposed it. How worried would he be if his wife and children came to see him being pushed into the intensive care unit tomorrow?

"Xinglang, don't be stubborn! If Xueluo comes and sees you vomiting blood, she will be frightened! The consequences will be disastrous!"

After repeated persuasion by Feng Lixin and Yan Bang, Feng Xinglang only agreed to stay in the intensive care unit for ten hours. He would have to be transferred out of the intensive care unit before Xueluo came to see him tomorrow morning.

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It's late at night, but people can't sleep.

Xueluo stared at her sleeping son quietly, with misty tears.

Butler Mo has re-bandaged his son's injured little finger. Almost the roots of his nails were cut off by a sharp blade.

Seeing her son's missing half of a finger, how could Xueluo, a mother, not feel pain in her heart!

Xueluo kept holding her son's injured little hand on her chest, shedding tears silently.

Although Butler Mo comforted her by saying that the child was not fully developed yet and the knuckles were still in the growth stage, after a little plastic surgery and repair, they were exactly the same as the original fingers, with no scars visible.

But how to repair the scar that hurts the little guy's heart!

With tears in her eyes, Xueluo hugged her son close to her arms and was about to fall asleep, when Xueluo heard a silent knocking... knocking on the wall?

Because she felt that the sound should come from the master bedroom where she was sleeping.

"Who?" Xueluo asked in a warning voice.

"Don't be afraid...it's me!" The low voice was slightly weak.

"Xing Twelve? You...why are you here?"

Xueluo was surprised at first, and then slightly angry.

Feelings: The Feng family has become a park where they can come in when they want and leave when they want? Main street? hotel?

And he even entered her room whenever he wanted without even saying hello! Not to mention respect and privacy.

"Lin Xueluo, my adoptive father is awake..."

Xing Twelve murmured, looking not in a good mood.

"Isn't that great!"

Just wake up when you wake up, what does it have to do with Lin Xueluo? ! She also has an injured husband and son to take care of!

"But my adoptive father... he is not in a good mood..." Xing Twelve hesitated to speak.

"What a coincidence, I don't know how good I am! While I'm worried about my husband who is injured and hospitalized, I also have to take care of my young son who has lost his finger, and my daughter who is less than four months old!"

If Hetun is in a bad mood, everyone has to be busy taking care of his mood; what about others who are in a bad mood?

"My foster father...he is quite depressed! He wants...he wants to see Shi Fifteen!"

Xing Twelve finally explained the reason for his visit hesitantly: he came to pick up the child Lin Nuo and make his adoptive father Hetun happy.

"I'm sorry, my son's name is not Fifteen, my son's name is Feng Linnuo! From now on, I will no longer have anything to do with him in Hetun!"

Using her son to please Hetun, has she considered her feelings as a mother? Who gave me my son’s severed finger?

"Lin Xueluo... we haven't seen each other for a long time, how come you... why do you become so unreasonable?"

At that time, Xing Twelve really didn't expect Lin Xueluo to say such words.

Before coming to the Feng family to pick up his fifteenth brother, he was still thinking: Would it be too unfair for Lin Xueluo to take his fifteenth brother away from his mother? Because Lin Xueluo had just returned to the Feng family to reunite with her husband and son!

But now it seems that I have been worrying too much!

At this moment, Lin Xueluo was just an unreasonable little woman! He is no longer as kind and gentle as he once was!

Are you still worried that she will be wronged? Now Xing Twelve feels that he is the most aggrieved in his heart! I feel like Lin Xueluo is really ignorant! How could a daughter-in-law say such outrageous things?

"I'm so unreasonable. What can you do to me? Are you still like before, trying to force Nono away from me?!"

Lin Xueluo simply sat up and reasoned with Xing Twelve.

"Xing Twelve, you are so loyal to your adoptive father, I can't care about it, and I don't want to care about it! Kenonuo was born to me, Lin Xueluo, after ten months of pregnancy and all the hard work, but he suffered a severed finger injury for no reason, you Who should I blame?!"

Lin Xueluo's words made Xing Twelve dumbfounded for a while.

After all, he is just a big boy in his early twenties, his emotional intelligence is not that delicate, and his worldly knowledge is very blank. He regards Hetun as his own heaven and his own land; everything he does seems to revolve around Hetun.

"Then you can't blame my adoptive father, right? My adoptive father just wanted to avenge my second brother! Is this wrong?"

Xing Twelve's thinking was still so simple, "Besides, Ceresto is dead! The eighth brother has avenged the death of his fifteenth brother!"

"Okay, Twelve, I'm not in the mood to listen to you talk about these bloody vendettas!"

Xueluo hugged her son tighter, "Go back and guard your adoptive father quickly. Don't wake up Nono!"

"I must take my fifteenth brother back to see my adoptive father!"

"you dare!"