President, your wife has slapped you in the face again.

Feng Yin was more helpless towards Leng Tianguang, he made a mistake in a moment of confusion, and when he realized his mistake, he didn't know how to explain it.

His intentions were good, but if he did it, it would be a secondary injury to Leng Yan and Leng Yue.

They were already devastated by the loss of their mother, but their father kept everything in his heart.

Fortunately, Leng Tianguang finally decided to open his heart.

However, with a few months left to live, he feels regret for Leng Yan and Leng Yue.

Half an hour later, Leng Yue also rushed back.

He knew the truth on the way, and he couldn't tell whether he was angry or helpless at the moment.

One can imagine that the father also suffered a lot and made mistakes in a moment of confusion. What can they say as sons?
Feng Yin took Leng Ting and left the room, leaving the father and son face to face.

Faint crying came from inside. The reconciliation between father and son was destined to be inseparable from tears.

Feng Yin couldn't imagine how the three big men would cry. He only hoped that Leng Tianguang could spend his last moments happily together.

In the evening, Feng Yin had settled down in Leng Ting and was about to go downstairs to help in the kitchen when her cell phone rang.

The caller ID was an unfamiliar number, Feng Yin hesitated for a moment to answer it, it turned out to be Dashu.

"Feng Yin, Young Master Fu has a fever and refuses to take medicine, just keeps talking nonsense, come and see him."

Almost before Da Shu finished speaking, Feng Yin hung up the phone and turned off the phone.

On the other end of the phone, Dashu dropped the phone angrily.

"Ci'ao. I don't believe it anymore, but it must be Feng Yin himself?"

Dashu was so angry that he turned around and walked to Fu Yisheng's bedside. Seeing that Fu Yisheng had a fever of [-] degrees and was still calling Feng Yin's name, Dashu cleared his throat and suddenly spoke in a female voice. The other people in the room were very confused.

"Brother Sheng, I'm Feng Yin... I'm here..." Dashu imitated women in his thin voice, and they all had goosebumps when they heard it.

"Brother Sheng, I miss you very much. I came to see you...you have to take your medicine obediently...Brother Sheng, I am your little Yinyin..."

laugh!
Seeing this, the big one was the first to run out and vomit.

On the bed, Fu Yisheng squinted his eyes, even though he was burnt out, he still recognized that it was not Feng Yin's voice.

Feeling that his IQ was being humiliated, Fu Yisheng raised his hand and punched Dashu's nose hard.

"Go away! You are sick!"

Bang!
Dashu was punched on the bridge of his nose, bleeding from his nose, and sat down on the ground, so aggrieved that he wanted to cry.

He has tried his best.

"Feng Yin wouldn't be so cheap..."

Fu Yisheng made a hoarse voice, and suddenly felt that he was the one who was cheap.

In Feng Yin's heart, Leng Yan was the only one from the beginning to the end, he was the one who desperately jumped into the flames and insisted on wading through this muddy water.
"Brother Sheng."

At this moment, a soft and delicate female voice sounded.

Seeing Xiangxiang coming, everyone automatically moved out of the way.

"Xiangxiang, hurry up and persuade Brother Sheng, he just refuses to take medicine, and now he has a high fever of [-] degrees, he insists on carrying it over."

Dashu stood up holding his nose, and looked at Xiangxiang helplessly.

"I see. Why don't you guys go out first? Brother Sheng is sick and needs to rest quietly. He won't take medicine even if you are here, which is even worse for his condition. Don't worry if I take care of him."

Xiangxiang spoke, Dashu and the others thought about it, then turned around and dispersed in twos and threes.

After all, Xiangxiang is a woman, so she can take care of others better than them.