One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]

　　Yan Bang looked at Feng Xinglang, his eyes dyed with an obscure profoundness.

　　The corner of her lips curled up slightly as she humphed, "If I'm dead, then you should be able to get out of this predicament, right?"

　　Feng Xinglang turned to look at Yan Bang and laughed.

　　"What freedom do I have? I've never thought of you as a burden! "

　　Feng Xinglang casually grabbed a thin blanket and covered Yan Bang's thick body, "It's you! If there was something wrong, he would treat it! If we keep on delaying it like this, there's no other way. Not only will we get ourselves killed, there's also the possibility of harming the innocent! "

　　"You think I'm sick?"

　　During the abdominal scan, Yan Bang could not help but push the doctor away.

　　"Yes!" It's an illness! It has to be cured! "

　　Feng Xinglang stood up, locking Yan Bang's upper body, allowing the doctor to scan his abdomen.

　　Yan Bang quietened down, and the rise and fall of his chest gradually calmed down.

　　"Then why did you save me, the scourge?"

　　Yan Bang's arm lightly grabbed onto Feng Xinglang's shoulder that was pressed against the upper half of his body. "Wouldn't it be fine if I were to die? It's good for everyone! "

　　"My conscience isn't good!"

　　Feng Xinglang let out a clear sigh, "I can't stand by and watch you die!"

　　"I knew you were loyal!"

　　Yan Bang's mood became a little lighter, "This brother of yours, I did not make you friends for nothing! In the next life, this old man will still be your brother! "

　　"Death as far away as possible! Otherwise, I will beat you every time I see you in my next life! Beat them until your parents can't recognize them! "

　　Feng Xinglang cursed Yan Bang as he looked at the doctor who was drawing his blood.

　　When the doctor was done collecting the blood samples and body fluids, Feng Xinglang shook off Yan Bang's arm off his shoulder and immediately followed him out.

　　"Doctor, is Yan Bang's internal injury serious?"

　　"It's serious! Fortunately, the Mr. Yan has a strong will to survive! "

　　After finis.h.i.+ng his sentence, the doctor emphasized the next sentence, "It's especially strong!"

　　Feng Xinglang silently nodded his head.

　　"Mr. Yan's body needs good rest! Otherwise, it would burn the root of his illness! For example, his left ankle, if it was not corrected, could become malformed. Although it was still not too obvious yet, in a few years' time, he would be able to walk! and his digestive system. "

　　"Then you mean it would be best if he was hospitalized?"

　　"The correction of his left ankle can wait until his body recovers for a period of time before treating him. Just walk less and lie flat. However, he would still need a few more months to fully recover from his injuries. His body developed a very serious resistance to drugs and drug resistance. It must be because I was in a hurry to make good use of some kind of forbidden medicine which is very harmful to my body. "

　　When Feng Xinglang returned to his room, his expression was extremely tense.

　　"What is that old thing talking about?"

　　Seeing that Feng Xinglang's frown was deep, Yan Bang asked.

　　"I said you have an incurable illness and are about to die!"

　　Feng Xinglang replied as he sat down on the sofa opposite him.

　　Yan Bang immediately sat down on the platform and was about to walk to Feng Xinglang's side and sit down, but he was suddenly reprimanded by Feng Xinglang, "Lie back down!"

　　"What did that old thing say to you? So serious? It can't be that I'm really going to die, right? "

　　Yan Bang snorted, "Then you should be happy!"

　　"Are you deaf when I tell you to lie back? You don't listen to advice, do you? Alright, I'll go! Her vision was clear! I don't care about you anymore! "