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"I don't want to suppress bandits, I don't want to suppress bandits!"

Feng Wobai's fragile nerves shook violently again.

It's not that he hasn't been on the battlefield.On the contrary, when Feng Qingzhu was alive, he used to lead his younger brothers to ride horses and shoot guns.

Among the three brothers, who hasn't suppressed the fleeing gangsters?Who has never killed a stubborn gangster?

Feng Qingzhu was not a born soldier, but he was willing to change for the Feng family and Jinling, and so was Feng Qisong.

Only Feng Wobai couldn't do it.

He was born to be a dandy, and he would piss off at the sight of a little blood. Even if the horse bandit who died under his gun had just slaughtered an entire village, he didn't feel the need to kill the people.

He blamed his brothers who forced him to go to the battlefield, and hoped that they could charge forward on the battlefield in exchange for his carefree and debauched life in Jinling City.

Bloodless and cowardly, his existence is the tragedy of the entire Feng family.

Chen Beidou looked down at Feng Wobai's hand - it was the hand of the Shuang Young Masters, the index finger and the tiger's mouth had calluses that would have happened without holding a gun, more like the hands of two women.

There is nothing wrong with being like a woman, at least Chen Beidou has no intention of making things difficult for Feng Wobai now.It's pointless to make things difficult for such a homeless dog.

It is more important to investigate whether Feng Qisong is dead or not.

Feng Wobai in this room has not recovered, and Young Master Bai over there is also not well. He is holding on to the desk, covering his mouth and retching.

"He Mian?" Feng Qisong hugged him on his lap, first touched his forehead, then the back of his neck, "Change, let's go to the hospital."

Bai Hemian didn't want to go, he looked at Feng Qisong with tears in his eyes, and acted like a baby silently.It's a pity that it doesn't work.

Feng Qisong wrapped the young master in a coat, hugged him and got into the car from the back door, without giving him any chance to refuse, he drove directly to the hospital and found Mr. Xun.

Bai Hemian huddled on the hospital bed in aggrieved form, looking pitiful, he didn't look like he was sick, but rather like he was bullied by Feng Qisong.

Mr. Xun was dragged out of the ward by Qian Shan, and he took Bai Hemian's pulse in a daze.

Feng Qisong is so smart, he can roughly guess the truth just by looking at Mr. Xun's expression.But Mr. Xun pulled him outside the ward, and shook his head after deliberation: "Not necessarily."

"Not necessarily?" Feng Qisong's voice was slightly distorted due to excitement.

"It's too early." Old Master Xun sighed, "In a few days, we may be able to confirm...Second Master, I have the courage to tell others the guess directly, but I am always worried about you and the young master. .I wouldn't say it without complete certainty."

Feng Qisong counted the days and knew that what Mr. Xun said was reasonable, so he didn't continue to ask, but went back to the ward, wanting to talk to the young master.Unexpectedly, the little young master who was frightened all the way had already curled up on the hospital bed and fell asleep.

Bai Hemian was born slender, and still looked like a young man who had not yet grown up. When he curled up, half of his neck was exposed. The pattern of Feng Qisong on it was already very familiar, and he had kissed it thousands of times, but when his eyes fell on him, there was still burning heat. temperature.

As if being scalded, Bai Hemian clenched his hands tightly, his back arched in a seductive arc.Under the layers of soft fabrics, there was a soft body hidden, Feng Qisong hugged this body in his arms, and went home with a heavy heart.

Second Lord Feng hoped that Mr. Xun had made a wrong diagnosis.

The young master is just twenty, he is too playful, his temperament is not stable, he is a troublesome person, if it is true what old man Xun said...wouldn't it be difficult to die?

Furthermore, and the most important point - Feng Qisong was too worried about his body.

The weak energy in Bai Hemian's bones hasn't recuperated yet, if something goes wrong, Feng Qisong can go crazy right away.

Feng Qisong is a person who is used to making plans. In order to get revenge, he can arrange trivial tasks for a few years later, but nothing that happened to Bai Hemian made him feel at ease.

But what about Feng Qisong?

The reason why Bai Hemian is Bai Hemian is because he is special.He was like a gleam of light in Feng Qisong's life, he thought it was only the size of a sesame seed, but in the end it turned into a ball of fire, burning more and more vigorously.

The fire moved in Feng Qisong's arms, he opened his eyes bewilderedly, he was not quite sober when he saw the familiar ceiling, he thought he was dreaming.

Feng Qisong reached out and pinched the tip of his nose.

Bai Hemian obediently rubbed next to Second Brother Feng: "Do I want to take medicine?"

Feng Qisong secretly laughed: "No need."

"Then...do you want an injection?"

"No need."

"Am I sick?"

"No."

Bai Hemian chewed Feng Qisong's words by himself, his eyes suddenly lit up, and he became sober.

He jumped up from the bed and put on his shoes energetically.

"What are you going to do?" Feng Qisong pinched Bai Hemian's slender wrist helplessly, "I haven't finished talking yet."

Whether it's true or not, I still have to remind the young master.

But Bai Hemian ran to the yard eagerly, completely gone from the pale face he had vomited earlier.

He hummed: "No, I want to eat, I'm starving to death. I have to go out after eating..."

"Going out?"

"Yeah, let's go out." Bai Hemian put on the jacket indiscriminately, and was so busy that he didn't lift his head, "Second brother Feng, you gave me all the family property, how can I do nothing?"

"...Besides," the young master frowned, "I don't think it's safe to just put it in my hand." Since seeing the crazy Feng Wobai, Bai Hemian's heart has been raised, and Feng Qisong To suppress the bandits, he always thought of a perfect plan.

Bai Hemian didn't want to vomit anymore, he felt that he had completely recovered from his illness, and his mind became active.He doesn't have the patience of Feng Qisong, so it's impossible for him to spend days and nights at home.

It's just that Feng Qisong couldn't let him run around like this, so when Bai Hemian got into the carriage excitedly, he found Erye Feng wearing a scarf and woolen cap, sitting upright waiting for him.

"Brother, are you going with me?" Bai Hemian looked worriedly at Feng Qisong's attire, and sighed, "Will you be recognized?"

"No." Feng Qisong held his hand instead, and his fingertips wandered in Young Master Bai's delicate palm, "I won't get out of the car later, so I'll wait for you in the car."

Bai Hemian thought for a while, and didn't ask any more questions. He just stayed in the car, unless he pressed his face against the window glass, otherwise he wouldn't be able to see Feng Qisong's face clearly.

"Let's go." Feng Qisong held Bai Hemian's shoulders, closed his eyes and rested.

Bai Hemian was not sleepy, he was in good spirits, so he lay on Feng Qisong's shoulder and stared intently—Second Brother Feng's handsome was like a scholar, but when he opened his eyes, he had the temperament of a soldier, restrained and strong.

"Brother, do you know where I'm going?" Bai Hemian couldn't help but want to speak.

"bank?"

"How do you know?" He was taken aback.

"Since you are worried that there will be problems with the Feng family's property in your own hands, you must want to transfer it. Something happened to the Bai family, you..." Feng Qisong paused, fearing to make Bai Hemian sad, he didn't say much. Xi, directly ambiguously said, "You will definitely not choose the Bai family, so the last choice is only the bank."

"Second Brother Feng, what do you think?" Being guessed right, Bai Hemian simply didn't hide anything, he put his hands in his hands, and hesitantly expressed his thoughts, "The Bai family is gone, I just took a place With the false name of 'Master', if Chen Beidou took advantage of you to suppress the bandits, I would have no power to resist. Rather than being robbed of the family property by him, it is better to transfer the property away without anyone noticing. In this way, even if he It really hit our minds, and we couldn't get what we wanted."

The scenery outside the car window is rapidly reversing, like the passing of time.Feng Qisong didn't answer Bai Hemian's question right away, because his words caused Feng Erye in Jinling City to fall into a panic that he couldn't help himself - he couldn't protect Bai Hemian all the time, and Chen Beidou couldn't be forever. dormant.

The delicate balance between them was completely broken because of Feng Qisong's suspended animation, and it was Bai Hemian who could bear all of this.

He is the husband and wife that Feng Qisong pushed to the surface.

He gave Hemian the money and dignity he had lost, and also put him in danger.

"Second Brother Feng...brother?...good brother?" Feng Qisong didn't respond for a long time, and Bai Hemian's shout became more viscous.

He climbed onto Feng Qisong's lap and sat down, hugging the man's neck, shaking his waist lightly: "Brother, shall we go to the bank or not?"

"Go." Feng Qisong well concealed the anxiety in his eyes, lifted Bai Hemian, and carefully placed him on the cushion.

"Huh?" Bai Hemian was a little confused.

Feng Qisong didn't explain much, just said: "I do know an account, absolutely foolproof."

"What account?"

Feng Qisong smiled bitterly: "The account left by my elder brother."

Before Feng Qingzhu died, he met Feng Qisong, but only Feng Qisong knew that his elder brother secretly opened an account in the bank.

"Brother, you still have me." Bai Hemian grabbed Feng Qisong's cold hand and said earnestly, "I will always be with you."

"You..." Before Feng Qisong finished speaking, Qian Shan stepped on the brakes.

The bank standing on the sidewalk is a Portuguese-style building. I don’t know if the second floor has been taken over by the bank, and a corner balcony is built on top of the noisy street.There was a round table on the balcony with umbrellas, and several bloated ladies gathered on it to drink tea.

Bai Hemian reluctantly hugged Feng Qisong for a few kisses, and before the car attracted more people's attention, he calmed down and got out of the car.

Qian Shan opened his umbrella early.

The fine snow fell on the umbrella, and it still turned into rain.Bai Hemian walked unhurriedly, her mind was still elsewhere.

"Qianshan, Mr. Xun really doesn't want me to take medicine?" In Bai Hemian's eyes, there is no doctor who doesn't like to prescribe medicine.

According to the way he vomited, it was a blessing not to get an injection. If he didn’t even need to take medicine, there are only two situations: one is that he is terminally ill and will die if he takes medicine or not; the other is that the doctor himself has no medicine to save him. I don't even have the thought of seeing a doctor for others.

Bai Hemian felt that he was in good health, so the first case was ruled out. As for the second case... he trusted Feng Qisong's trusted doctor, and he didn't want to curse old man Xun to death.

Qian Shan heard the conversation between Feng Qisong and Mr. Xun, and his expression was unavoidably unnatural, but it was not unnaturally embarrassed, but unnaturally ecstatic: "Young master, don't worry, Mr. Xun said that you don't need to take medicine. , then you really don’t need to take medicine.”

Bai Hemian was silent for a while, and then said: "But I vomited many times."

"Normal." Qian Shan couldn't help laughing.

The second monk Baihe Mianzhang couldn't figure it out, he just felt that the servant was giggling all the way, as if he was crazy.

How did he know that Qian Shan's long-standing worries disappeared today—God bless him, the old Feng family finally has a descendant!