Chapter 78: Pain This Man to Death

In the medical room, Feng Xinglang sat quietly in front of his eldest brother Feng Lixin's bed. The two brothers were silent, only hearing the various sounds from the life monitor. Feeling oppressive and suffocating.

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

As soon as Feng Xinglang said this, Feng Lixin suddenly reacted strongly, and his body that was originally lying flat almost sat upright on the hospital bed.

"No, it's not Youyou... it's not her! Xinglang, Youyou is already dead, why are you still holding her accountable?" Feng Lixin tried his best to protect Lan Youyou, even if it was Lan Youyou who was already dead.

"I don't blame anyone! Xinglang, don't feel any more psychological pressure! I was so seriously injured at the time that I couldn't escape. I didn't deliberately save you... Xinglang, don't think that I I sacrificed myself for you, I’m not that noble!”

He spoke too hastily, and Feng Lixin coughed twice, "Xinglang, don't pursue anything anymore... I really don't blame anyone, and I don't hate anyone!"

"There's no way I won't pursue it!" Feng Xinglang hissed in a low voice. Seeing Feng Lixin trying his best to protect Lan Youyou, his heart was painfully twisted.

Even though the 'dead' Lan Youyou was still full of emotions in Feng Lixin's mind, he was trapped by love. At this moment, Feng Xinglang suddenly didn't want to tell his eldest brother Feng Li that Xinlan Youyou was still alive.

Lan Youyou's death in Feng Lixin's mind will only make things better. Because Lan Youyou alive might only hurt him more. The truth is often shockingly cruel.

"Xinglang... don't pursue it any further! I'm begging you!" Feng Lixin put his scarred hand on Feng Xinglang's.

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

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After helping Yuan Duoduo take a warm bath, Xueluo had just finished washing herself and came out of the bathroom when she saw Aunt An waiting in the guest room.

"Aunt An, are you looking for me?" Xueluo saw the sadness on Aunt An's face.

"Madam, go see the second young master on the third floor! He is drinking alone... His stomach is not good, I am worried that he has hurt his body from drinking! He has stomachache again." Aunt An's eyes were filled with tears. He said with great distress.

"Oh, okay..." Worried about the man's safety, Xueluo put down the towel to wipe her head and walked out of the room. But after taking two steps, she paused again, "Aunt An, you'd better not go to the housekeeper to persuade Feng Xing." Langba...I...I'm not very convenient!"

It is indeed inconvenient! Thinking of how she was treated so shamelessly by that angry man more than an hour ago, even her belt was untied, and she was just about to invade her last line of defense... If she went upstairs to persuade him now, the man would drink again Drinking, if you become drunk or something, do you want to live?

"Hey, Butler Mo and Doctor Jin are comforting the eldest young master. I heard that the eldest young master and the second young master had a quarrel." Aunt An sighed sadly.

"What? Did Feng Xinglang quarrel with Li Xin? Is he going crazy? He actually quarreled with his brother? Can Li Xin's body withstand his stimulation? Why is this Feng Xinglang like this?"

Xueluo was eager and indignant at first, but then she suddenly remembered something and asked urgently, "Aunt An, did Li Xin and Feng Xinglang quarrel because of me?"

"No...it seems to be because of Miss Lan Youyou." Aunt An sighed sadly again.

"Oh," Xueluo breathed a sigh of relief. It turned out that it wasn't because she went to Night Village to dance like that. "So how is Lixin doing now? I have to go see him."

Without waiting for Aunt An's response, Xueluo ran towards the medical room on the second floor in her pajamas. But he was stopped by Butler Mo, who had just come out of the medical room, "Madam, you'd better not go in. Dr. Jin is putting the eldest young master on a ventilator! The eldest young master doesn't want anyone to see him! No, not even me. Kicked out!”

"This Feng Xinglang is real! He knew that his brother was not in good health, but he still quarreled with Li Xin? Why is he so crazy?" Xueluo scolded Feng Xinglang urgently.

"This time I don't blame the second young master... and I can't blame the eldest young master... I just blame the relationship between a man and a woman that hurts the most! The eldest young master never forgets Miss Lan Youyou, but the second young master happened to find out that the eldest young master's injury was related to Miss Lan Youyou! One Not allowed to be investigated, but one insists on investigating."

Butler Mo lowered his voice, "The eldest young master almost lost his life. How could the second young master not investigate? The eldest young master's case is probably related to Miss Lan Youyou!"

"Feng Xinglang is stupid. Won't he be investigating in secret? Why do you want Li Xin to know about it?" Xueluo questioned.

"I guess the second young master got some clues and just wanted to verify it from the eldest young master. How can the eldest young master stand up to the second young master's calculations!" Butler Mo glanced towards the third floor. "Madam, the second young master is in a bad mood. You should go upstairs and take a look."

Xueluo was startled and instinctively took a big step back, "I'm not going! Feng Xinglang... he... always... always... disrespects me! Butler Mo, please go upstairs for a moment. Bar."

"Madam, if you don't want to go, forget it! Then let the second young master's stomach hurt to death." Butler Mo left these words and hurried downstairs.

Xueluo was left standing there, neither going upstairs nor going downstairs.

But Butler Mo's words, 'Just let the second young master's stomach hurt to death', made Xueluo confused. Do you want to go up to the third floor to see Feng Xinglang who is drunk?

It’s really depressing: Aunt An doesn’t care, and Housekeeper Mo doesn’t care either, so why should I care? Aren't they worried that Feng Xinglang's stomach will hurt? Why did it feel like Aunt An and Butler Mo pushed her towards Feng Xinglang on purpose?

Every time I care about that man, what I get in return is the man's frivolity and humiliation. Why should I care about him and humiliate myself! Xueluo gritted her teeth: OK, Aunt An and Butler Mo don't care, and neither does she!

After listening quietly for a while outside the door of the medical room, it was quiet inside. Feng Lixin must have rested.

Xueluo turned around and walked resolutely downstairs. There is an injured Yuan Duoduo who needs to be taken care of in the guest room downstairs. But when Xueluo walked to the stairs on the second floor and was about to go downstairs, there was a loud bang, which should be the sound of a wine bottle hitting the floor, and then there was another sound of furniture falling to the ground.

Xueluo's heart suddenly rose to her throat. She ran straight upstairs without thinking.

"Xinglang... Feng Xinglang, are you okay?" Xueluo rushed into the semi-open sunroom on the third floor and saw Feng Xinglang's strong body lying on the floor. There were several empty red wine bottles scattered around.

Xueluo knelt down on one knee, struggling to help Feng Xinglang up from the floor, but the man turned over, brought Xueluo to the ground, and then pressed her heavily under him. …