Chapter 703 You Look More Like an Uncle Than Me, Is It Suitable?

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After receiving the call from the hospital, Xueluo hurried over with her son Nuonuo.

The ward was filled with the smell of disinfectant; it seemed that there was a faint smell of blood.

Yuan Duoduo's face was pale, and she stared at the pale ceiling with her eyes wide open.

He was motionless, as if he was dying.

"Duodo..."

With a cry, Xueluo immediately bent over to Yuan Duoduo's sick side.

"Duoduo, how are you? Does it matter? The doctor said that you had a lot of blood and didn't cooperate with the treatment... It scared me to death!"

Seeing Yuan Duoduo's loveless and empty eyes, Xueluo wept softly in distress.

"Didn't you agree that I would accompany you to the hospital for surgery on Friday? Why did you come early alone?"

Xueluo caressed Yuan Duoduo's pale and bloodless face, eagerly: "Duoduo, say something...don't scare me, okay?"

"Da Duoduo, what's the matter with you? If you don't say anything, I will kiss you!"

The little guy felt sorry for the weeping Mummy, and also felt sorry for Yuan Duoduo, who was motionless and silent.

The childish voice finally reached Yuan Duoduo's ears. She turned her head and saw Lin Nuo who was close at hand.

"Nonuo... Daduoduo's child... no more! No more..."

Or the innocence of the child touched Yuan Duoduo, whose heart was ashamed. With difficulty, she raised her upper body and hugged little Lin Nuo tightly in her arms, crying uncontrollably.

Crying out is always better than holding it in my heart alone. Yuan Duoduo wailed with grief, as if her heart was broken.

She clearly knew that the baby in her stomach would not be kept, and she was mentally prepared to destroy it, but when the little thing was really scraped out of her stomach at this moment, she felt so distressed that she couldn't bear to live.

The little guy was hugged and cried by Yuan Duoduo in a daze, as if he hadn't been able to react: When did Da Duoduo have a child?

Touching the wounded scene, Xueluo's heart was really hurt by Yuan Duoduo's heart-piercing crying.

It is inevitable that they will think of themselves: If my children were gone...would there be a living Lin Xueluo now?

Or, what kind of life will be restarted?

Every time I think about it, I have lingering fears. Especially when locked in a container... Every day is a living torment for a pregnant woman. Still have to face the provocation and persecution of that vicious woman Lan Youyou...

Thinking of being beaten bloody by Lan Youyou, Xueluo couldn't help but hate.

But what's the use of just hating?

Lan Youyou married Feng Lixin and became Feng Xinglang's sister-in-law; she successfully cleared everything for herself!

Feng Xinglang will not deal with her anymore, and Feng Lixin will not!

What about the persecution and grievances that Lin Xueluo and her children suffered? Just such a write-off?

Thinking of Hetun's refusal to transfer Nuonuo's account to her own name, Xueluo's heart throbbed with pain.

The heir of the Feng family...

The son of the Xing family...

How could they have the face to rob her!

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When Feng Xinglang rushed to the hospital, Yuan Duoduo had already passed out.

His son Lin Nuo was dozing off in Xueluo's arms.

After coming to the hospital, Xueluo turned off the phone; so Feng Xinglang searched for it for a long time before finding here.

"Why don't you turn it on? How is Yuan Duoduo?"

Feng Xinglang reached out and wanted to hug his sleepy son from Xueluo's arms.

Xueluo hesitated for a moment, but let Feng Xinglang carry the child over. I can't take the little thing with me to watch the night in the hospital.

"It's because I don't want to answer your calls!" Xueluo said bluntly.

It could be seen that the woman was depressed, so Feng Xinglang freed up a hand and pulled Xueluo into his arms.

Maybe it was because of holding it in for a long time, or maybe it was hurt because of touching the scene, Xueluo struggled for a while, and then sobbed in the man's arms.

Feng Xinglang gently patted Xueluo's back, kissed her hairline delicately, and nuzzled her with his cheek.

It took a long time for Xueluo to calm down.

"Feng Xinglang, take Nuonuo to sleep tonight. I will stay in the hospital and take care of Dodo."

"Isn't there a nurse?" The man whispered.

"I have to stay here! If you think Nuonuo is troublesome, just leave it to me!"

Xueluo reached out to hug the child, but Feng Xinglang held it in his palm.

"I know that you two girlfriends have a good relationship...then you go to rest early, and I'll come to see you tomorrow after delivering Nuonuo off."

It seemed that Feng Xinglang still wanted to say something to Xueluo, but it was late at night, the patient had to be quiet, and the little guy was sleeping on his shoulder, all forced Feng Xinglang to leave first.

Bentley was heading towards Yulong City.

But he turned his direction halfway and roared towards Cong Gang's haunted house in Qibei Mountain City.

At the entrance of the winding mountain under the forest, someone set up a roadblock, and Bentley was forced to stop.

Glancing towards the depths of the mountain forest, it was more than ten kilometers away. And there is a sleeping baby...

According to common sense, Bentley should turn the car around and drive towards Yulong City where they can treat their father and son as masters and younger masters.

But Bentley stopped unreasonably, and two minutes later, a muscular figure with a baby in his arms came out of it, and walked slowly towards the haunted house deep in the forest.

As expected, after Feng Xinglang walked for a kilometer with his sleeping son in his arms, he saw an off-road vehicle.

In the deep and terrifying jungle, a car popped up out of nowhere, which is really weird;

But Feng Xinglang smiled, and then got into the car. He knew that this car was prepared by Cong Gang for him.

Wisps of light radiated from the haunted house, as if welcoming the arrival of their father and son.

Feng Xinglang kicked open the door which was only ajar with his long legs. Then I saw Cong Gang dressed at home sitting in front of an oval tea table, sipping new tea leisurely.

"Pretending to be a ghost!"

Feng Xinglang scolded dissatisfiedly, "Cong Gang, is it appropriate for you to act more like a master than me?"

The sofa on the side had already been cleared out, and even a small pillow had been placed.

Obviously, Cong Gang knew about their father and son's arrival. He wanted to come to that roadblock on purpose.

After placing the son in his arms comfortably on the sofa, Feng Xinglang sat across from Cong Gang.

On the tea table, there is freshly brewed tea, which is slightly hot, but it is a good time to taste it.

Feng Xinglang also drank tea. But it is rare to taste tea like Cong Gang.

After drinking a few sips of tea, Feng Xinglang stared at Cong Gang who was fiddling with the cups. It looks like an expert outside the world, with a little bit of otherworldly style.

"Are you still alive?"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "I thought you were turned into ashes by Yan Bang!"