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　　Chapter 157: Feng Lixin's death (1)

　　Feng Lixin was a man who was obsessed with cleanliness. Moreover, his self-esteem was strong.

　　Ordinary people follow: Better to die than to live! But Feng Lixin felt that it would be better to just live on and die.

　　Most of the time, it was Doctor Jin and Butler Mo who served Feng Lixin. Because Feng Lixin didn't want to insert the catheter, Doctor Jin and Butler Mo would usually help him connect the catheter when he needed it.

　　For one thing, he could maintain his man's self-esteem without having to continue to make him uncomfortable. For another, he could stimulate the sensitivity of his body's organs. Feng Lixin was also a man who was obsessed with cleanliness.

　　For a long time now, nothing unexpected had happened. Doctor Jin and Butler Mo worked extremely well with Feng Lixin, and there were almost no cases of incontinence.

　　But tonight, Doctor Jin had urgent matters to attend to at home, and Feng Lixin's condition was relatively stable. After handing over his a.s.sistant Xiao Xing, he left the Feng Family, and would only be able to return on the afternoon of the second day.

　　Housekeeper Mo originally stayed in the treatment room to wait upon Feng Lixin. Hearing the voices of the Nanny An and his wife arguing downstairs, he hurriedly walked out of the treatment room and rushed over to stop the furious Xueluo.

　　Who would have thought that when Butler Mo ran out to chase after his wife Xueluo, it would be convenient for Feng Lixin. Maybe because Doctor Xing was not proficient enough and did not have the cooperation with Feng Lixin, when Feng Lixin said some indistinct words, he thought that he was feeling uncomfortable and went closer to ask and examine him.

　　By the time he realized that Feng Lixin wanted to make things convenient, it was already too late. Feng Lixin had already urinated on himself.

　　This wasn't the most important thing.

　　The most important thing was that when Dr. Xing tried to pick up the catheter, the liquid spilled onto the back of his hand. Instinctively, he wanted to avoid it.

　　It splashed on his face. Instinctively, Dr. Xing dropped the catheter and reflexively went to wipe his face and gla.s.ses with a tissue.

　　Feng Lixin was a clean freak, and a man with a lot of pride.

　　Perhaps, Doctor Xing's actions were completely one person's own ability, but in the eyes of Feng Lixin, it became a deep disgust. He was already a piece of tras.h.!.+ Other than lying on a sickbed waiting to die, there was no other meaning or value to survival!