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　　"Continue, do not stop! There's an effect now! "

　　As Doctor Jin warned Lan Youyou, he also had his a.s.sistant, Xiao Xing, call over the two foreign experts who had just been beaten up by Feng Xinglang. Although they were dissatisfied with Feng Xinglang's atrocities, in front of their own lives, they instinctively respected and feared him.

　　However, Feng Lixin's body was simply too weak. Seemingly, he himself also wanted to fight against the weakness of his body. Under the great effort of Doctor Jin and the others, he was unable to wake up in the end.

　　As the crowd sighed and shook their heads, Lan Youyou did not give up. She had always been tightly holding Feng Lixin's hand, and kept on saying words that were similar to fine and dense love words into's ears.

　　She really admired Lan Youyou's perseverance from outside the gla.s.s window of the Intensive Care Unit. Lan Youyou persisted on, talking to Feng Lixin for three hours and holding Feng Lixin's hand for three hours at the same time. None of them stopped for a moment.

　　In a trance, it seemed to give people the illusion that Lan Youyou deeply loved this Feng Lixin who was hanging by a thread on the sickbed. What if Xueluo didn't hear the words' let go of Ah Lang! She must believe you, you shameless woman.

　　Other than being shocked by the blood loss from the cut vein, Feng Lixin was also plagued by a series of complications. In the past few months, the only thing he had done to treat the illness was to alleviate it. He had only wished to court death so he had no intention of cooperating with Doctor Jin's treatment.

　　Therefore, what Feng Lixin had to overcome was not only blood loss shock, but also a series of complications, as well as the exhaustion of all the organs in his body.

　　Lan Youyou was exhausted, after all, he had already persisted for more than three hours with shouts. However, all of a sudden, her words changed from love-filled begging to her terrified wailing.

　　"Gorilla. You must live. If you die, your brother Feng Xinglang will let me accompany you in death! "

　　Lan Youyou's sudden change in topic made Feng Xinglang, who was at the side, frown slightly. His handsome face was covered with a light green skin. His handsome face was filled with an endless vicissitudes of life.

　　His slight frown eased up, and he allowed Lan Youyou to display it on her own. The life that was once alive was now so fragile that it could not withstand a single blow. Feng Xinglang only felt that his heart was frozen still, unable to find an exit.