born of love

It's okay if she didn't mention it. Lin Feng felt that his stomach, which had been in pain for several days, was churning with gastric juice. For a moment, he felt that someone was twisting his abdomen fiercely. He didn't have time to think about it. He rushed to the bathroom and vomited.

Zhang Ningchen was originally joking, but seeing Lin Feng's reaction, she knew that she had told herself to talk, followed a few steps over, frowning and handed her a glass of water.

Before the scolding words were spoken, the tall figure flickered and fell down beside the toilet.

Zhang Ningchen only had time to call "Afeng", and dragged him to call the nurse outside.

The whole of June can probably be regarded as the most flustered day in Zhang Ningchen's life.

Bai Yuan woke up on the third day of coma. He was so weak that he couldn't even speak, but he searched for Lin Feng all over the room. into his ward.

"Hey, you two little ancestors!" Zhang Ningchen was furious, and helped Lin Feng to sit on the chair beside the hospital bed, then turned his head and pressed Bai Yuan who was about to sit up, "Can you calm down for a while?!"

"Husband..." Bai Yuan didn't see her at this time, as if he had exhausted all his strength to say these two words, staring at the drip on his head, his face was full of anxiety.

"It's okay." Lin Feng touched his forehead with his free hand, "I have a stomach problem, just hang a few bottles of water."

"This time it's not as simple as hanging a few bottles of water." Zhang Ningchen exposed his lie unceremoniously, "The gastric ulcer is too serious. What did the doctor say during the gastroscopy examination yesterday? There is a great possibility Has caused upper gastrointestinal bleeding."

Bai Yuan was anxious, and his breathing became disordered all of a sudden, and the ups and downs of the ECG monitor were no longer regular. Lin Feng quickly comforted him: "It's all right, it's not serious, and there is no need for surgery, just take medicine and take care of yourself." Just eat."

"I'm just kidding." Zhang Ningchen also massaged his chest tightly, "You are not here for a few days, and no one cares about Lin Feng. You have to get better quickly, or it will be really troublesome."

Bai Yuan's heartbeat gradually calmed down, and Lin Feng took the time to goug out Zhang Ningchen's eyes, and in a blink of an eye his face turned back to a gentle face like water: "Go to sleep, I won't go."

Bai Yuan moved his index finger and slowly closed his eyes.

Zhang Ningchen stood aside, watched Lin Feng's drip and pulled out the needle, said softly "go back to rest early", and left the ward.

She had been a light bulb quite a few times, and she finally had a memory this time, and she even thought about closing the door before going out.

There was an analgesic in the drip, and Lin Feng felt numb in his stomach at this moment, but he didn't feel any pain anymore.

Especially when looking at the peaceful sleeping face of the lover, the heart seems to be fried in a frying pan sometimes, and thrown into the ice cave to freeze, the pain in the heart seems to spread along the veins and arteries to the limbs and bones. Stomach pain is really nothing.

He remembered what the doctor had said before that the dose of muscle relaxant injected by Bai Yuan this time was not large and would not affect the function of his hands, but it was not small. At least the results of his rehabilitation in the past six months have been in vain. Swallowing Function will also be affected, so you should pay special attention to your diet in the future.

He couldn't understand and didn't want to listen to some medical terms after that, and it was useless to understand, after all, it could be automatically converted into a sentence in his mind:

Bai Yuan became weaker.

Ling Changan was beaten half to death by Lin Feng, and was pushed back into the truck by several soldiers. Yes, make him creepy.

Having watched too many gangster movies, he subconsciously thought, wouldn't it be to kill him to silence him?

Pushing and shoving forward, the more he thought about it, the more this was the case, otherwise why didn't these soldiers even cover their own eyes?

Ling Chang'an's family started off with illegal income. His father and grandfather's generation was no different from the underworld. They knew everything about knives, guns and sticks. Pampered and spoiled, if the stars dare not pick the moon, in the end, he is just a stern and soft-hearted dude. When it comes to life and death, I am really afraid in my heart.

The extreme of fear is anger. He seems to have lost his mind, and regardless of his hands being tied behind his back at this time, he went on a rampage for a while, punching and kicking anyone he saw, and screaming in his mouth, as if asking for help.

Originally walking well, no one thought that such a young master could come out like this, and indeed he kicked several people, but after a while, the soldiers realized that they ran to the front and got off when Ling Changan ran past him. He stumbled on his leg, then flew to ride on him, took the butt of the gun and smashed him hard on the head.

"Don't!" Before Huo Ting could stop him, he saw the man's head swell up and passed out.

"Master..." The soldier also acted subconsciously out of desperation, knowing that his move was wrong, so he immediately stood up.

"Forget it," Huo Ting waved his hand, "Just drag it back."

He originally wanted to lock him up for two days, and let him go back after Bai Han made a move. Although he had seen his appearance, their family had nothing to do with the military, and they didn't know who he was. With Bai Han's means and his love for his son, the Ling family's minions will definitely be broken. Even if they report the crime, the public security department will not accept it. It's no big deal to keep him alive.

But this time he was beaten by his own soldiers, and the injury was not serious, so it was troublesome. After thinking about it, it was a human life, so he decided to invite a trusted military doctor to check it first.

"Minister, this is..." The secretary came in with a stack of documents, and saw Bai Han staring at the computer with a livid face.

"Oh," Bai Han adjusted his mood, closed the page calmly, took a sip of tea, and unscrewed the cap of the pen, "Do you need a document signed by me?"

"Yes," the secretary came over and handed over the first folder, "This is from last quarter..."

Mechanically writing his name, Bai Han had never been emotional in his work before, but this time, for some reason, he made an exception.Calm, wise, elegant, sharp, these words are synonymous with Bai Han at work.

Relying on the background of the second generation of red, his unique talent and his own hard work, he achieved the highest official position in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs in just a dozen years.

But today, as dull as a secretary, he can tell that he is not in shape today.

After signing the document, the secretary tidied it up and held it in his arms. Before going out, he said worriedly: "Minister, are you really okay? I think you look bad..."

"It's okay." Bai Han leaned back in the huge black swivel chair, pinched his temples, "Maybe he didn't sleep well last night, he's old, and he's exhausted after staying up all night."

"Minister, don't say that, you are always strong," the secretary heaved a sigh of relief, "Then I will go to work first."

Bai Han let out a "hmm", straightened up and clicked on the page just now again.

Although he hadn't seen his son for many years, he still recognized the boy in the wheelchair at a glance.

It's so similar, it's exactly the same as the photos of myself when I was young.

The information described in detail, including Bai Yuan's illness, including the relationship with that child named Lin Feng, Bai Han's longing and surprise had not been released in the future, but turned into anger.

Because he saw the absurd things that Ling's company and their young man named Ling Chang'an did to his son.

For a moment, Bai Han, who had never lost his temper in half his life, felt that if he watched it any longer, he would smash his computer.

But taking a deep breath, he held back again. Rather than smashing the computer, what he wanted to do now was to smash all the business chains and relationships of the Ling family.

But this matter cannot be rushed, he needs to think about it.

When the mouse hovered over the sender's mailbox, Bai Han's angry mood improved slightly: this Lin Que is indeed an old fox, and he even used someone else's mailbox to send an email.But I can't find anyone who is reliable. The abbreviation of the military region is listed at the back. Doesn't it make it clear that there is no silver 300 taels here?

A week after Bai Yuan was hospitalized, his mother got the news and flew back. When she entered the ward, she happened to see another person wearing a hospital gown sitting at the foot of the bed and pinching her son's legs. , stay is not.

"Mom?" Bai Yuan took off the oxygen tube at this time, although it was a bit difficult, he was able to breathe on his own anyway, he was half lying on the bed, and saw his mother in a daze.

"Auntie is here?" Lin Feng quickly jumped out of bed, moved a chair and placed it beside the hospital bed, and then stood there with a nervous face, so nervous that he didn't know where to put his hands and feet.

"Sit!" Zhou Ying pulled him to sit by the bed, looked him up and down, and asked in doubt, "Why are you wearing this dress? Are you sick?"

"I have a little problem with my stomach. I've been hung up on water for two days." Lin Feng scratched his head, not very embarrassed, "I can be discharged from the hospital today. Just now, I was afraid that Xiaoyuan would be bored, so I sneaked here."

In fact, when he came, what he told his wife was that the doctor told him to move around more. He was bored, so he came to visit his daughter-in-law by the way. When he saw his daughter-in-law's mother, she was nervous and told the truth, feeling bad.

Sure enough, Bai Yuan glanced at him: "That's not what you told me just now."

"Isn't it because I'm afraid that you will kick me out!" Lin Feng smiled with a good temper, and went to massage his legs habitually.

The daughter-in-law has been lying on the bed for more than a week, and the muscle tension in her legs is very high, and she feels convulsive when she moves. If he rubs it more, the daughter-in-law will feel better.

Seeing his mother's smiling expression, Bai Yuan blushed with shame, and pulled his finger: "Don't..."

"Xiaoyuan, is there any other discomfort?" Zhou Ying put down her luggage, went to the bathroom to wash her hands, and came over, "Can I squeeze it for you?"

The two young men were stunned for a while, but it was Lin Feng who came to his senses first: "Auntie doesn't need it, I can do it by myself."

"Teach me," Zhou Ying said with a gentle voice but firm eyes, "Where in the world is there a reason why a son is sick and his mother sits and watches?"

Bai Yuan was still standing aside, with his mouth slightly open and his eyes dull.Lin Feng decided: "Well, you must be careful, Xiaoyuan's legs may be stronger."