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　　Chapter 316 - Xueluo is so worried!

　　Feng Xinglang walked out of the treatment room with a vicious aura.

　　Lan Youyou did not leave, but chose to stay by the window outside the corridor instead.

　　She could clearly hear the two brothers arguing in the treatment room.

　　He actually compared her to a tumor? Seeing Feng Xinglang walking out of the sickroom, she laughed.

　　Feng Xinglang really wanted to comfortably face this woman, and even wanted to drag her in front of his brother Feng Lixin to make her kowtow and admit her guilt.

　　"Should I thank you for not digging?"

　　Lan Youyou said mischievously. Even if it was a tumor, she only wanted it to grow on Feng Xinglang's body.

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

　　"Kill me, your brother will feel sorry for you!" But what should I do? "

　　Lan Youyou was still laughing. She knew that as long as Feng Lixin still had a breath of life left in him, he wouldn't really take her life.

　　But Lan Youyou still paid the price for provoking Feng Xinglang.

　　Feng Xinglang ran over uncontrollably, grabbed Lan Youyou by the neck, and almost lifted her off the ground.

　　After her breathing had been cut off, Lan Youyou's beautiful face gradually turned red; but she was still smiling!

　　She was laughing at Feng Xinglang's inability to do anything!

　　Sure enough, just as Lan Youyou had expected, Feng Xinglang finally loosened his grip on Lan Youyou's neck.

　　"If I kill you, I'm afraid I'll dirty my hands!"

　　Feng Xinglang said in a low voice before he left without looking back.

　　After breathing in the air, Lan Youyou coughed with difficulty. It felt good to be alive!

　　Watching Feng Xinglang leave without even turning his head back, Lan Youyou's tears uncontrollably rolled down her face.

　　When was a day like this going to end?

　　But even so, she did not want to leave Feng Xinglang!

　　Feng Xinglang was like a tumor growing on top of her heart, absorbing her memories, emotions, and ties. If she were to dig it out, she would also die!

　　She wasn't afraid of death, she only wished that she could live and die together with this man!

　　Stepping forward violently, Feng Xinglang walked out of the elevator and into the hall of the military general hospital.

　　His anger had yet to be completely dispersed, and his handsome face was frighteningly gloomy.

　　A small pink and blue figure that could be ignored fell towards Feng Xinglang.

　　Originally, Feng Xinglang could have dodged it quickly, but by then, this little pink blue thing would have fallen onto the cold tile floor.