C23 Let Him Stink to Death!

Fuck you! Xueluo, who was still in shock, had already escaped from the room and ran downstairs.

However, when Xueluo ran to the living room downstairs, she seemed to remember Doctor Xing's words: Fenng Xinglang's injured left shoulder must not be touched by water for at least two days.

She was not going to give him a bath! He smelled so bad!

Physician Jin had already rushed back to the Fenng family and brought two experts from the burn department for consultation. They were Physician Jin's close friends and could be trusted.

Seeing Xueluo running downstairs in a panic, Aunt Ann quickly went up to her, "Madam, what happened to you? Did you get scared? Why don't I cook a bowl of calming soup for you to drink."

" No, there's no need. I, I'm fine. By the way, Aunt Ann, how is Lixin? I just saw Physician Jin bring two experts to the consultation room." Xueluo asked.

"Sigh." However, Aunt Ann let out a long sigh. "Without a will to live, no matter how many experts come, it will be useless."

A will to live without a will to live? Xueluo was stunned and asked in a flash, "Aunt Ann, is Lixin because of that Lan Youyou?"

Aunt Ann only sighed and did not directly answer Xueluo's question. She only vaguely felt that Fenng Lixin's illness suddenly became so serious. It was really inconceivable. One must know that that night, Fenng Lixin actually had... that kind of reaction! How could it be so serious?

Who was that Lan Youyou? How could she have such great magic? How could her wife tolerate this!

Xueluo sighed slightly and could not help but think of Fenng Xinglang. If she did not clean that man's bath, she could ask the Mo family to go. Aunt Ann had heard that the man was still a little germaphobe and had not taken a bath for the past two days. If he couldn't take the dirty shower and the wound opened up again, it would cause inflammation... What did that have to do with Lin Xueluo!

Xueluo really couldn't understand. Since Fenng Xinglang cared so much about his big brother, and the relationship between the two brothers was so deep, she really couldn't understand. Why did Fenng Xinglang want to take advantage of her again and again? How twisted and abnormal was his heart!

That shouldn't be the case! If he really wanted women, there were plenty of them outside! He, Fenng Xinglang, didn't need to reveal his illustrious reputation as a financial tycoon, just based on his handsome and handsome face and the identity of Second Young Master from the Fenng family. What fat and thin socialite? He could still choose her! Three thousand gold coins from the Xia family was a good suitor for him!

Just as Xueluo's heart was about to calm down, she saw Fenng Xinglang coming downstairs dressed in formal clothes.

One had to say that Fenng Xinglang was indeed a handsome man. His handsome face was infected with an aggressive and wild handsomeness. The well-made black casual clothes outlined his almost perfect, proud physique. The heroic spirit between his brows made his presence even more powerful.

Xueluo originally wanted to go up and ask where Fenng Xinglang was planning to go so late at night. But in the end, she still wanted to say something but stopped herself. If the consequence of caring about him was to be violated, Xueluo would rather choose to coldly watch from the side.

"I have already sent people to guard outside the villa. Be at home and be at ease." After saying this, Fenng Xinglang left with quick steps.

Was he trying to comfort her? Watching the man's back as he left, Xueluo's heart was filled with mixed feelings. Was she angry that the man had just molested her? Or was she worried that he would still go out after being injured so late at night?

His heart was really messy! With this mess, it was difficult to calm down again! Xueluo felt that she almost could not control the inexplicable throbbing in her heart.

In the distant suburbs, on a viewing platform near the sea.

Wave after wave rushed up to the shore and crashed into the rock wall. It let out a roar that sounded like ten thousand horses galloping and splashed snow white foam. It was an extremely majestic sight.

Four muscular men in black stood upright on the viewing platform. They forced a man with an azure dragon tattoo on his neck to retreat towards the iron railings of the viewing platform.

Clang! Clang! It was the sound of the blade of a machete rubbing against a rock. Dazzling sparks were created, and it had a sinister visual effect, as if it was a curse that came from hell.

"Lang, Lan Youyou was with this kid before the car accident." The four men in black made way for Fenng Xinglang.

Fenng Xinglang's face was as cold as ice for thousands of years. His eyes, which had been swallowed by hatred, were burning with anger.

The young man with the azure dragon tattoo seemed to be frightened by the machete in Fenng Xinglang's hand. He stumbled backwards. He retreated to the railing of the viewing platform. Further back was the roaring seawater and the strange rocks that stood tall.

If he fell from here, he would be either dead or crippled.

"How did Lan Youyou die?" Fenng Xinglang's voice was low and gloomy. He sounded like a devil from hell.

"I don't know... I really don't know." The young man with the azure dragon tattoo pretended to be calm and replied.

"Then I can only help you remember!" With a piercing sound, the clothes on the Azure Dragon Tattoo's chest had all been torn apart by the tip of the blade. The slightly thinner ribs were flickering and dimming with the rapid breathing.

"Fenng Xinglang, what do you want to do? I only know that Lan Youyou was hit to death by a car. I really don't know anything else!"

He panickedly moved his body backwards and curled up his right leg, ready to give Fenng Xinglang a fatal kick. However, he had overestimated himself and underestimated Fenng Xinglang. Before his right leg was kicked out, Fenng Xinglang pressed down. A right hook landed heavily on his chin, and blood immediately came out of his mouth.

"Hiss..." That was the sound of a knife cutting through skin and flesh. It was so creepy that it sent chills down one's spine. Because it was only the surface of the skin that was cut, there was not much bleeding.

"Ah!" The tattooed man saw with his own eyes that the palm-sized skin and flesh on his abdomen were forcefully cut open by the tip of the knife. The heart-wrenching screams were dispersed by the roaring waves. Not only was it painful, but it was also terrifying to the point that it made one's hair stand on end.

"Fenng Xinglang, stop... Stop! I'll say... I'll say..."

Only when one was truly facing death, would one truly experience that terrifying fear.

"Lan Youyou did not die... She... She was just pretending to be dead... She did not die!" The tattooed man was so scared that he almost collapsed.

This was truly an exciting piece of good news.

When Fenng Xinglang returned to the Fenng family, Xueluo had just sent away the two experts from the Burning Injury Department that Physician Jin had invited back with Butler Mo.

"Second Young Master, are you hungry? I will cook a bowl of noodles for you." Aunt Ann always cared about Fenng Xinglang so much, as if she was even closer to him than her own son.

Seeing that Fenng Xinglang had returned safe and sound, Xueluo did not want to stay in front of him any longer, so she chose to be a transparent person and quietly walked downstairs to the guest room. She kept a distance from his uncle and wife.

But Aunt Ann's exclamation forced her to stop in her tracks.

"Ah, Second Young Master, you are bleeding again! Is the wound open again?" Aunt Ann's heart ached so much that her eyes turned red.

Xueluo was shocked to find that the white shirt on Fenng Xinglang's left shoulder was once again dyed red with blood. Why did this man not cherish his own body so much? Xueluo's heart inexplicably started to hurt.

"I am fine!" Fenng Xinglang said calmly. He looked at Xueluo, who was in pain, and said gently, "Xueluo, go upstairs and wipe me out!"