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"The third child is dead." Feng Qisong said, "I have avenged my elder brother."

Old Man Xun burst into tears, patted Feng Qisong on the shoulder, speechless.

Feng Qisong said again: "Hemian..."

"No." Mr. Xun wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes indiscriminately, "This matter has to be discussed with the young master."

"He fainted, how can we discuss it?"

"It's not too late!" Elder Xun didn't know what to think of, and his attitude became more and more tough, "If you really want him, respect his opinion!"

While speaking, Young Master Bai's voice came from the ward: "Second Brother Feng!"

He woke up.

Feng Qisong straightened his collar and walked in. Seeing Bai Hemian groping and crawling under the bed, he suddenly said, "Hemian!"

Bai Hemian came over from the prestige: "Second Brother Feng, I want to..."

"What do you want?" Feng Qisong held his waist and hugged him in his arms.

Young Master Bai moaned and dawdled for a while, then lay on Feng Qisong's shoulder, saying that he wanted to solve his physical problems.

"I'll help you." Feng Qisong's mouth curled up.

Bai Hemian was a little shy, he scratched his face, unable to see with his eyes, and asked Second Brother Feng to help him.

Feng Qisong really helped him up, but Young Master Bai's legs went limp instead, and he writhed around, unable to release the water.

In the end, Feng Qisong let go with a smile: "Stop making trouble, I will carry it on my back, and I won't look at you."

Only then did Bai Hemian settle his physical problems with peace of mind, and washed his hands while leaning against the sink.

Standing behind him, Feng Qisong looked at the young master's thin shoulders, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

"Second Brother Feng," Bai Hemian didn't know what Feng Qisong was thinking, after washing his hands, he stood blankly for a while, "Why don't you hug me?"

"Hug." Feng Qisong came back to his senses, and carried the young master back to the hospital bed steadily.

Bai Hemian burrowed into the quilt, and let out a trembling breath: "It's the Chinese New Year."

It was the Chinese New Year, and there were already sporadic firecrackers outside the window.

Thinking about it carefully, he and Feng Qisong have only been separated for more than a month, but it seems that most of their lives have passed.Bai Hemian felt that all the worries and fears in this life had been spent in these days, and now that he was free, holding Brother Feng's arm, even though he couldn't see anything, he still felt satisfied.

Until he heard Feng Qisong say that he didn't want a child.

"Second Brother Feng?" Bai He Mianteng jumped up from the bed, crawled towards Feng Qisong with hands and feet, trembling while crawling, "Why don't you want a child? You...you don't like me anymore?"

"No." Feng Qi easily held his arm, "He Mian, don't make trouble."

Bai Hemian lowered his eyes in pain, and a torrential rain was brewing in his eyes.

"It's not that I don't like it." Feng Qisong let him sit on his lap, and expressed his concerns in detail.

When Feng Qisong was speaking, he had been observing Bai Hemian's expression.After he couldn't see, his eyes were often opened round and round, as if he was concentrating on a point in the sky.

Feng Qisong was distressed: "There will be more children, He Mian, we..."

"Did Mr. Xun say that too?" Bai Hemian said right.

"Master Xun..." Feng Qisong hesitated.

After only a few seconds of hesitation, Young Master Bai understood what Feng Qisong meant.He broke free from the shackles around his waist, leaned on the wall and tried to run out of the ward. Naturally, Feng Qisong couldn't let him mess around, so he reached out to help him. Unexpectedly, Young Master Bai hid blatantly.

The two of them were quarreling, and they brought Mr. Xun here.

Grandpa Xun had just finished crying, but he was still in a daze. Seeing that Bai Hemian was lying on the hospital bed, he immediately became angry: "Second Master Feng, what are you two doing?"

Feng Qisong was at a loss for words, coughed lightly and hugged Bai Hemian in front of him: "Old Mr. Xun..."

"Mr. Xun, Second Brother Feng doesn't want a child!" Bai Hemian yelled first.

"He Mian." Feng Qisong didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and hugged him onto the hospital bed with great effort.

Bai Hemian was determined to make a fuss: "Mr. Xun!"

"Okay!" Mr. Xun was exhausted by the two of them, closed the door of the ward, and said loudly, "Are you a doctor, or am I a doctor?"

Bai Hemian's arrogance was extinguished in an instant, and he languished, hiding in Feng Qisong's arms cowardly, fearing that if Mr. Xun got angry, he would directly inject himself with an injection.

Old Mr. Xun was about to be laughed at by Bai Hemian. He sat down on the edge of the hospital bed and said fiercely to Young Master Bai, "Come on, give me your hand."

At this time, Bai Hemian was clinging to Feng Qisong again, he refused to reach out for fear of getting a needle.

Feng Qisong suppressed a smile and pressed his hand over.

Bai Hemian trembled, his whole body tensed up, and he dared not withdraw his hand, but after waiting for a long time, Old Man Xun just checked his pulse.

"Hmph." Under Feng Qisong's eager gaze, Mr. Xun let go of his fingers on Bai Hemian's wrist with a cold face.

"How is it?" Second Master Feng couldn't help asking.

Mr. Xun remained silent, obviously still angry at their nonsense.

Feng Qisong had no choice but to make amends: "Mr. Xun, we won't make trouble anymore."

"It's fine for him to make trouble, why are you following along?" Old Master Xun patted Feng Qisong's shoulder unceremoniously, "Second Master Feng, don't even think about it, how old is Young Master, how old are you?"

Bai Hemian, lying on the bedside, burst out laughing.

"It's my fault." Feng Qisong replied helplessly.

Mr. Xun hummed twice, and made a fool of himself: "Want to know if I can have a child?"

"Think," Bai Hemian interjected eagerly, "Mr. Xun, I want to know."

"You guys..." Probably because his expression was too pitiful, Mr. Xun finally let go, "It is possible, but you have to suffer a little bit."

Before Mr. Xun finished his remaining words, Bai Hemian began to grab Feng Qisong's hand, expressing his anger with actions.

He can give birth!

"Listen to Mr. Xun and finish speaking." Feng Qisong held him down patiently.

Mr. Xun said: "If you lose energy and blood, when the child is born, you are afraid that you will have a serious illness."

"no!"

"Alright!"

Feng Qisong and Bai Hemian spoke at the same time.

The young master came back to his senses first: "It's just sick..."

"Take care of your body and regenerate." Feng Qisong's eyes darkened, and he made a firm decision for Bai Hemian, "Mr. Xun, this child has nothing to do with me, so let's just let it go."

"Second Brother Feng!" Bai Hemian's exclamation did not shake Feng Qisong's determination at all.

Feng Qisong set a time for the operation with Mr. Xun with a cold face, knowing that he would offend the young master this time, but comparing the two, it was safer not to have this child.

Old Master Xun spoke in a subtle way in front of Bai Hemian, the young master couldn't catch the clue, how could Feng Qisong not hear it?

What Old Master Xun meant was that if Bai Hemian insisted on giving birth, his life might be in danger, and even if he was rescued, he would have to be raised for a long time.

How could Feng Qisong agree?

Feng Qisong made up his mind, and Bai Hemian also made up his mind.Taking advantage of the few minutes Feng Qisong was away, he sneaked out of the ward.

He has to keep his baby.

It's a pity that Bai Hemian, who was blind, was arrested when he reached the stairs.

"He Mian!" Feng Qisong was so angry that he had a headache, "Do you know what will happen if you fall down the stairs?"

Bai Hemian stood quietly, and after a while, a line of tears rolled down his eyes: "Second Brother Feng, I want this child."

He murmured: "When you are not around, only the child is with me. I thought I would be afraid, after all, I am a man after all, but...but you suddenly said no, I really..."

Young Master Bai kept talking about things, and couldn't tell why.

He was just not reconciled, not reconciled to the loss of his first child with Second Brother Feng.

Feng Qisong also fell silent, reached out his hand to wipe away the tears from the corners of Bai Hemian's eyes, and leaned over to press against his forehead: "That's all."

There was a slight tremor in Feng Qisong's voice: "I'm still reluctant to force you."

"...Let me be frightened."

So the situation turned around, and Young Master Bai saved his unborn child again.

He behaved a lot, stayed in the hospital for three to five days, and rushed back to Feng's house on New Year's Eve, supported by Feng Qisong, and kowtowed to his elder brother and Awen in the ancestral hall.

Ah Wen dragged Chen Beidou to the flames, but there was no bones left, so Feng Qisong found some of Ah Wen's clothes and buried them with his elder brother.

Speaking of it, it can be regarded as death in the same coffin.

Because Bai Hemian couldn't see, after kowtowing, he didn't follow Feng Qisong to meet the guests, and went back to the bedroom to rest.

There was a hot stove burning in the room, and Qian Shan outside was directing the nursing courtyard to hang lanterns and put up window grilles.When Feng Qisong hurried back under the cover of night, everything was extremely quiet and peaceful.

"He Mian, where are those letters?" Feng Qisong hung the clothes in the cabinet.

The drowsy Bai Hemian pulled himself together: "It's in the bank."

Feng Qisong laughed: "What are you doing in the bank?"

"I'm afraid I'll lose it." Bai Hemian's voice weakened, his head bit by bit, and he looked like he was about to fall into the quilt, "Those letters are more important than anything else to me..."

Young Master Bai couldn't resist the drowsiness, and fell asleep lying on the quilt.Feng Qisong walked over lightly, brushed away some long hair on his forehead, and kissed him gently.

"Second Master, the dumplings are ready!" Qian Shan yelled happily outside the door.

Feng Qisong turned his head and shook his head at the servants through the window.

Qian Shan quickly covered his mouth, quietly pushed open the door, put the hot dumplings on the table, rubbed the soles of his feet with oil, and slipped away.

"Just sleep like this, don't you even want the New Year's money?" Feng Qisong ate a few dumplings, raised his head, and saw the guards running out of the courtyard carrying firecrackers, and couldn't help but look at Bai Hemian again.

Young Master Bai turned over with his ass pouted, but was still asleep.

Feng Qisong had some bad thoughts, and wanted to wake Bai Hemian up.His reasons are also very good-how can he not keep his age at the age of thirty?

Feng Qisong came to the bed, pinched Bai Hemian's nose and counted silently for a few seconds, the young master really woke up leisurely.

But Bai Hemian was not angry, he rubbed the tip of his nose into Feng Qisong's arms, and sniffed earnestly: "Dumplings?"

"Well, dumplings." Feng Qisong brought the bowl to the bed and fed the young master the dumplings.

"It's Chinese New Year." Bai Hemian muttered vaguely.

"Well, it's Chinese New Year."

He puffed up his cheeks, and faltered about the New Year's money.

"You still need the New Year's money?" Feng Qisong was deliberately embarrassed, "They are all pregnant, how can they ask for the New Year's money?"

Bai Hemian was quite shocked, after eating the dumplings, he huddled under the quilt and remained silent.Feng Qisong packed up the bowls and chopsticks, and called for someone to fetch them. When he turned his head, he saw his angry appearance, and couldn't help laughing.

"He Mian." Feng Qisong spoke, his voice drowned in the lively sound of firecrackers.

He didn't hear it.

But Young Master Bai took out a thick red seal from under the pillow.

"Happy New Year, my young master." Not only did he receive the lucky money, he also received Feng Qisong's sticky and hot kiss.