With a full body of anger, Feng Xinglang walked out of the treatment room.

Lan Youyou didn't leave, but leaned in front of the window outside the corridor.

Thinking about the brothers arguing in the treatment room, she heard it very clearly.

Comparing her to a cancer? After seeing Feng Xinglang who came out of the ward, she smiled.

Feng Xinglang wanted to get along with this woman comfortably, and even dragged her to her eldest brother Feng Lixin and asked her to kowtow and confess.

"Am I supposed to thank you for not digging up?"

Lan Youyou said playfully. Even if it is a tumor, she just wants to grow on Feng Xinglang's body.

"Lan Youyou, do you really think I can't help you?" Feng Xinglang hissed coldly.

"Kill me, your brother will be distressed! But what should I do? ”

Lan Youyou was still laughing. She knew that as long as Feng Lixin was still alive, Feng Xinglang would not really want her life.

But Lan Youyou still paid the price for her provocation of Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang rushed over out of control, grabbed Lan Youyou's neck with a handful of cards, and almost lifted her off the ground.

His breath was cut off, and his blue and beautiful face gradually turned red; But she was still laughing!

She can't do it when she laughs!

Sure enough, as Lan Youyou expected, Feng Xinglang finally let go of the hand that was stuck on Lan Youyou's neck.

"Kill you, I'm afraid of getting my hands dirty!"

Feng Xinglang let out a low voice, and then left without looking back.

After taking a breath of air, Lan Youyou coughed with difficulty. It feels so good to be alive!

Seeing Feng Xinglang leave without looking back, Lan Youyou's tears rolled down uncontrollably.

When is such a day a head?

But even so, she didn't want to leave Feng Xinglang!

Feng Xinglang is like a cancer growing on the tip of her heart, absorbing her thoughts, her feelings, her bonds, if it is dug out, she will also die!

She is not afraid of death, she just hates that she can't live and die with this man!

With a gruesome pace, Feng Xinglang stepped out of the elevator and walked into the hall of the General Hospital of the Military Region.

The anger hadn't completely dissipated, and Jun's face was a little frighteningly gloomy.

A small almost negligible pink and blue figure swooped down towards Feng Xinglang.

Originally, Feng Xinglang could have avoided it quickly, but in that case, this little pink and blue thing was afraid that it would fall on the cold tile floor.

Xiao Pink Blue hit Feng Xinglang's knee directly. It's a little girl, probably only about six or seven years old.

It is estimated that it hurts, and when she raised her head, she was already teary-eyed.

"Uncle, you're hurting your baby."

The little girl blinked with teary eyes, as if she was waiting for Feng Xinglang's apology.

Obviously, this little thing hit him, if he hadn't stopped it, it is estimated that the little thing would have fallen to the ground by now.

What a thankless task! Little white-eyed wolf!

But Feng Xinglang really couldn't afford to be a little angry with this teary-eyed little thing.

"Okay, uncle apologizes to you: uncle shouldn't be standing here waiting for you to hit him! It should make you fall straight to the ground! See, there is a stone pillar behind my uncle, do you think it hurts to hit my uncle's knee? Or does it hurt to hit a stone pillar? ”

Feng Xinglang felt that he must have made it wrong to explain so much to a little P child.

"Of course it hurts to hit a stone pillar!" The little girl said with a heartfelt voice.

"That's smart!"

Feng Xinglang reached over with his big hand and gently stroked the little yellow hair of the cute Mao Caocao.

Before Feng Xinglang could explain the reason to the little girl, the little cutie was taken away by her grandmother. That vigilant look is as if Feng Xinglang is a child trafficker.

The little cutie prostrate on her grandmother's shoulder, staring at Feng Xinglang with wide and sweet eyes. It doesn't seem to understand why this handsome guy asked her: whether it hurts to hit his knee or hit a stone pillar!

Feng Xinglang also stared at the little girl, and he was distracted for a long time.

He thought of his eldest brother Feng Lixin!

Can you find another spiritual sustenance for your eldest brother Feng Lixin when he digs up and gets rid of Lan Youyou's tumor?

Feng Xinglang's eyebrows rose slightly, and his mood seemed to be a lot brighter.

When the snow fell and woke up, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon!

Oh my God, I'm really good enough to sleep, this morning, and this afternoon. Halfway through, I just got up in a daze and drank a bowl of fresh mushroom and fish ball soup. Then I turned my head back and went back to sleep!

This sleep went straight to four o'clock in the afternoon!

Don't regret wasting your time, and don't be ashamed of doing nothing!

Xueluo remembered her motto. I suddenly found that my life was not as full of pride as I had envisioned.

Perhaps what I have experienced more deeply is the cruelty and helplessness of reality.

Therefore, Xueluo feels that she will never be able to become a person like Paul!

The Feng family was quiet.

Feng Lixin hasn't come back from the hospital yet, and only Aunt An is busy with dinner in the kitchen alone.

Without disturbing Aunt An, who was busy, Xueluo took a red apple and two bananas from the fruit bowl in the living room, and returned to the upstairs room.

When I opened my notebook, I was pleased to find that the rental message I sent had been replied to.

This is a land of fish and rice in the south of the Yangtze River. There are mountains and rivers, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful.

The ancient streets and simple folk customs are very suitable for raising a baby to live. There are three families living in the small courtyard, the owner is an old lady who lives alone, and a son is studying abroad. There is a high school student and a young couple.

Xueluo really thinks this place is very good. And it's not too close to Shencheng, and it's not too far.

But the rent is also expensive: the minimum rent is half a year, and the monthly rent is 3,500.

It's a lot more expensive than renting a small apartment, but Xueluo likes the cosy large yard at a glance. It has always been her dream of living in the ideal place.

Thinking about such a large yard, only three families are rented, and it is quite cost-effective to connect the landlord and the old lady. The point is value for the price.

Besides, Xueluo doesn't want to treat the little boy in his stomach badly!

But when Xue Luo finished the preliminary calculation, he drooped his head again.

The rent of 3,500 a month is 42,000 a year. The landlady said that she would only receive 40,000 yuan.

In addition, the living expenses of the mother and son, the nutrition fee, the birth and maintenance expenses, and the future confinement sister-in-law, the petty bourgeoisie will cost at least 100,000 yuan to make a foundation; If you are a little thrifty, it will take 70,000 to 80,000 yuan to live your life!

What to do? Where did you earn the 80,000 yuan?

Baby, what do you think Mommy should do?

Is it the backbone that doesn't take a penny from your own father?

Still spineless?

Regardless of whether he Feng Xinglang recognizes the child in his belly or not, this child is his Feng Xinglang's biological flesh and blood.

Take 10,000 steps back and say, according to the law, he will also have to pay child support!

What's more, this child is still born out of wedlock!

What about 80,000 dollars? The snow is falling and I'm dying!

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