Chapter 177 Embarrassing and Humble

Lan Youyou screamed as hard as she could, her pitiful screams echoing throughout the corridor.

She slammed her weak body against the locked door and cried out in tears.

Lan Youyou's stubborn personality makes her do whatever it takes to achieve her goals.

"Lan Youyou, don't go crazy! You will hurt yourself."

Ye Shinian didn't care about the bloody arm bitten by Lan Youyou. He rushed forward, trying to stop Lan Youyou's almost self-mutilating smashing and hitting. He was really worried that she would hurt herself.

Whether it was Ye Shinian's pity for her, or his admiration for Lan Youyou's sincerity towards Feng Xinglang, he really couldn't bear to look at Lan Youyou, a weak woman like a flower, hurting herself till she was dripping with blood. Compassion arises spontaneously.

"Feng Lixin...Gorilla...help me...let me out quickly!" Lan Youyou screamed with tears.

They are full of delicate looks that I feel pity for. It stimulates the hidden feeling of hero saving beauty in every man's heart.

"Doctor Jin, it's Youyou...she's calling me to save her...it's her voice."

How could Feng Lixin not recognize Lan Youyou's voice! For Feng Lixin, it was simply a dream. Every painful and unbearable night, he dreamed of Lan Youyou's smile and could barely endure the pain.

Feng Lixin was so excited that he began to pull out the infusion tube on his body and the wires of the life monitor.

"Lixin, please calm down." Seeing Feng Lixin tearing and pulling the infusion needle on his body manically, Dr. Jin quickly stepped forward to stop him. Before he could get the sedative, Feng Lixin rolled off the hospital bed.

Lying in bed for a long time had already degraded the walking function of Feng Lixin's legs. As soon as his feet touched the ground, they rolled top-heavy on the ground.

"Go and save Yuyou...go and save her!"

Feng Lixin crawled towards the door of the ward. His lips hit the ground and blood overflowed, but he ignored it at all.

"Master Feng, please calm down, okay? You go to Tuo first, and I'll save people." Dr. Jin followed Feng Lixin's wishes.

He wanted to help Feng Lixin up from the ground. This was the result of more than half a month of work by him and the experts and scholars. He didn't want to see Feng Lixin's condition develop in a serious direction. Because Feng Lixin's body could no longer withstand repeated trauma.

"No, no... Xinglang must have locked up Youyou! I'm going to save her."

Feng Lixin was lying on the ground, almost using his hands and feet. The embarrassed and humble look made Dr. Jin burst into tears.

Sometimes Dr. Jin, who respects and reveres life, feels that Feng Lixin is suffering almost every day of his life.

There is no quality of life at all, just lingering in pain and suffering. Even Dr. Jin would sympathize with him and pity him, but he didn't want to give up on him easily.

When Feng Xinglang returned to the intensive care unit, Feng Lixin had moved bit by bit from the bedside to the door. There was a long trail of blood behind him, some of which came from his cut mouth, and some of which It overflows after the surface skin of the body is scratched.

Doctor Jin did not step forward to stop Feng Lixin's humble and embarrassing crawling; even if he could stop Feng Lixin's body, he could not stop his heart. Perhaps he also wanted to tell Feng Lixin in this way: How important a healthy body is!

"elder brother……"

Feng Xinglang galloped over, knelt on one knee, and carefully lifted Feng Lixin's body from the ground into his arms.

"Xinglang, let Yuyou go quickly... come at me if you have any questions, Yuyou is innocent... Brother, please don't embarrass her!"

The skin on Feng Lixin's palm was scratched, and the blood stained Feng Xinglang's white shirt; his whole body was trembling from the force just now, as if his fragile life would fall forever at any moment.

When he walked into the corridor, Feng Xinglang heard Lan Youyou's reckless shouting; Feng Xinglang's anger only built up inside. He picked up his emaciated elder brother Feng Lixin and looked at him. Stained with blood, Feng Xinglang frowned in distress, wishing he could tear that woman Lan Youyou apart immediately.

"She's just joking with you! That woman has so many tricks up her sleeves, it's not like you haven't seen them before!"

Feng Xinglang suppressed the anger and pain in his heart, and carefully put Feng Lixin back on the hospital bed like a treasure, "If you are worried, I will bring the woman over and let you do a full body examination! But! You have to take it easy and don’t get too excited.”

Feng Xinglang had a relaxed smile on his handsome face, as if he was trying hard to control his emotions and suppress his pain and anger.

He didn't want to see Feng Lixin in a tragic environment where he was pitied and pitied!

"Dr. Jin, please help my brother clean up the blood stains on his body. I'll call my sister-in-law over." Feng Xinglang said half-humorously.

The sound of "sister-in-law" made Feng Lixin quiet down a lot. It seems that he likes to hear Feng Xinglang call Lan Youyou sister-in-law very much, which makes him have infinite associations and beautiful longing for the future.

In the ward not far from the intensive care unit, Lan Youyou had calmed down because she saw Feng Xinglang.

On a beautiful and demonized face, there was a smile that was harmless to humans and animals; that smile was extremely innocent, as if everything that had just happened had nothing to do with Lan Youyou, and she was just an innocent weakling.

To be honest, at that moment, Feng Xinglang had already had the evil desire to strangle Lan Youyou to death; but what was even more cruel was that he still tried his best to control the strong thoughts in his heart.

So, he smiled faintly and reached out tenderly to straighten Lan Youyou's messy bangs.

"I told you to stay well, why are you making such a fuss again?"

"It's not because of you! You left me to find Lin Xueluo, that white lotus!" In fact, this was just Lan Youyou's guess. But women’s sixth sense has always been powerful.

"What nonsense are you talking about! I went back to Feng's house and took a bath and shaved my beard. You just made trouble for me? Huh?" Feng Xinglang raised his eyebrows dissatisfied.

Lan Youyou stood on tiptoes and took a deep sniff of Feng Xinglang's body: first, the refreshing mint smell after bathing; secondly, whether there was any lingering scent of other women on Feng Xinglang's body.

Fortunately, the result satisfied Lan Youyou. Feng Xinglang's smell was very refreshing, and it had not been contaminated by other women.

"My brother is very emotional. Go and comfort him. You know how to comfort him," Feng Xinglang said softly.

"But I don't want to go!" Lan Youyou snuggled into Feng Xinglang's arms, greedy for the healthy smell of man emanating from him.

After arching into Feng Xinglang's arms for a few times, he raised his beautiful face and said with charming eyes, "Unless...you kiss me."