Chapter 189 Walking into the morning fog and falling into the evening clouds (27)

[System: If you can't get over, people can't hold on.]

Wen Xien saw it almost the same thing, so he took out his cell phone and called Yaoyaoling, told the police's detailed address and hung up the phone.

Wen Xien hid in the corner of the alley and had no intention of stopping it.

Feng Yansheng was stabbed by a sneak attack on his back. He took several steps back and obviously started to lose his energy behind him.

I have suffered several serious injuries on my body and my physical strength has gradually begun to lose my energy.

Feng Yansheng was kicked and rolled to the wall. He was kicked and vomited blood again. Now this man made him feel so painful that he was dizzy.

His appearance was so miserable that he could no longer stand up.

Feng Yansheng's eyes were blocked by the covered hair, and his lips were covered with blood, which looked scary.

"I fell here today, and you don't want to live tomorrow!" He just fought for a while and didn't even want his life.

Feng Yansheng is too fierce. His fierceness is not something he can force. No matter how pure he looks on the surface, as long as he peels off this layer of skin, there will be a monster full of sharp blades inside.

This group of people pushed him to the extreme, so that he could show such a fierce look.

As long as Feng Yansheng gained power one day, he would have to be skinned by them.

But now, Feng Yansheng is weak, and saying such words will only be repaired even worse.

"Damn, this guy just needs to be cleaned up!"

"If you die, you will die in front of me, you stinky brat!"

They punched and kicked Feng Yansheng, and he was merciless when he started. Feng Yansheng held his head with both hands, a trace of violence flashed through his dark eyes, and his thin lips were pursed into a line.

Feng Yansheng has never been so embarrassed since he was a child, and all kinds of extreme negative emotions have come to an end.

He closed his eyes, his handsome face almost twisted. Of course, this was not a pain, but the self-esteem in his heart was at work.

All kinds of emotions surrounded him, making Feng Yansheng's entire head explode, and sensitive nerves stimulated him.

But at this moment...

"stop."

The clean and clear voice sounded like a pearl falling from the ice spring, and instantly rescued him from the scorching sun.

Feng Yansheng slowly opened his eyes, and the people beside him stopped. He supported his upper body with one arm, turned his head to look over, and the misty light and shadows and chaotic smoke and dust dissipated. The man's slightly worried and grieving eyebrows were clearly visible.

He is a familiar and stranger.

Wen Xien said calmly, "I called the police."

As soon as the words were finished, the sound of a police car screaming sounded outside.

As expected, they panicked and ran away cursingly after packing up their things.

Feng Yansheng stared at Wen Xien tightly, and blood from his forehead flowed on his eyelashes. He slid from the corner of his eyes in a blink of an eye, like blood and tears.

Wen Xien walked up to him, and the broken glass fragments and blood stains on the ground with clean white shoes seemed to be stained.

"You are so kind." Feng Yansheng's lips cracked, and he was sarcastic.

But in fact, no one knows better than him how complicated his mood is.

Wen Xien looked at him with low eyes, squatted down and helped him up.

Feng Yansheng's spine was straight and maintained his last face. Only Wen Xien, who was led by him, knew that he was trembling.

He was so painful that his whole body was trembling, and he tried his best to hide his weakness.

"Stop holding on." Wen Xien said lightly.

Just this sound seemed to disturb Feng Yansheng, and he hurriedly let go of Wen Xien's hand.

But he couldn't walk anymore, and he only took one step forward and was about to fall into it.

Wen Xien held him from behind.

Feng Yansheng's whole body was still trembling. He was in pain. He just held on and couldn't see it, but Wen Xien could not see it.

Feng Yansheng held her hand and was trembling all the time. It hurt so hard that he couldn't control it at all.

He has been holding on forcing him, but people are afraid of pain. He is not a stubborn body. He has not fallen down with his anger and madness. Now he is safe and feels that the pain is about to force him to collapse.

He is also a spoiled prince, and he has never suffered such pain.

He was supported by Wen Xien and kept his head down, not wanting Wen Xien to see his face.

Wen Xien knew that he was crying. When people were in great pain, their tears were completely out of control.

Feng Yansheng was forced to do anything, and he couldn't mess with people like him. He was not afraid of anything, and he was crazy when he was provoked.

"I'll take you to the hospital." Wen Xien's voice was neither cold nor hot.

Feng Yansheng took a picture, and the chest was covered with the wound on his chest. He lay on the hospital bed, and the wound on his face was also treated. There were very few wounds on his face. Except for his swollen eyes, his face was still quite understandable. He looked at Wen Xien standing next to the hospital bed.

Feng Yansheng's clothes were not his own, he didn't bring a penny, and he didn't have much money on his hands, and his card was frozen by the cruel Mr. Feng. The medical expenses of the hospital that Wen Xien brought him to were naturally paid by Wen Xien.

He realized that he was very awake at this time. Wen Xien gave him more than 1,000 yuan, but it didn't make Feng Yansheng feel very uncomfortable.

This is the first time he owes someone else.

Wen Xien paid him the money, watched him take a film, and slumped on the hospital bed like a dead dog on his chest. Even Feng Yansheng himself felt that his appearance was really unbearable, Wen Xien had not left yet.

Feng Yansheng still has a clear consciousness. He used to be like this. Only when he had to lie on the hospital bed for a long time would his parents appear hurriedly at the door. This made him feel that he could get attention only when he was about to die.

"You go." Feng Yansheng said, "I'm fine."

After hearing what he said, Wen Xien really walked out. Sending Feng Yansheng to the hospital was the best step for Feng Yansheng. At least he did not throw him on the street and let him fend for himself.

Feng Yansheng watched her walk out, and his hands holding the quilt were clenched.

His eyes were sore.

The right words are wrong.

No one wants to stay alone in this empty ward and wait for the pain to subside. Even if he hates his embarrassing appearance and is extremely eager to be comforted.

Wen Xien should have left like this, but as soon as she stepped out of the ward, she heard the sob inside.

Feng Yansheng, who didn't say a word when he was surrounded by so many people, couldn't hold it in his mouth at this moment.

After all, he is only 17 years old. No matter how crazy or wild, he is only so big. It is not an exaggeration to say that his current life and his previous life have fallen from heaven to hell.

Wen Xien paused, turned his head and looked at Feng Yansheng on the hospital bed, then retreated, gently pulled the hand on the door handle, and closed the door.

Wen Xien shouldn't pay attention to him. She stood quietly beside the hospital bed, looking down at Feng Yansheng on the hospital bed.

Feng Yansheng's eyes were so painful that his eyes were swollen. When tears slid across the corners of his skin-breaking eyes, it was a scorching pain, but he could not control the tears himself.

Feng Yansheng cried very sadly and was particularly aggrieved. He was sad and full of pain, and he suffered from his own grievances. He never thought about problems for others from the perspective of others, but he treated others with his reckless sincerity. Such people are the worst and the stupidest.

Since childhood, no one has taught him what to do. A person's correct view of right and wrong is shaped by people around him in various ways. However, he was born in such a family, and his parents had no time to look at him with attention. His playmates around him were all incompetent and only knew how to flatter him. It was difficult for him not to be led to ruin.

No matter how crazy he is, he is also a sixteen-year-old child. He will hurt when he is injured and will even cry when he is hurt.

At this time, no one will accompany him, and he will be extremely aggrieved.

"Is there anything to cry about?"

Feng Yansheng opened his eyes wide all of a sudden. He looked at Wen Xien standing by the bed and couldn't speak at once.

He thought this person was gone, and he was the only one here.

Wen Xien didn't bent down to help him wipe his tears, nor did she turn around and leave. She stood beside the bed, with the onlooker's posture.

Feng Yansheng didn't say anything for a long time. Wen Xien's eyes had no pity, no pity, only plain indifference.

This made him feel a little better, but he felt much more uncomfortable, "You go out!"

He didn't want to be seen in this pitiful look.

Feng Yansheng had a bandage wrapped in one hand, and the intact hand grabbed the things placed on the table and smashed Wen Xien.

"You go out!!" His voice was so sharp that it was a little broken.

There was a cup filled with water at the head of the bed. Feng Yansheng grabbed the cup with one hand and was about to smash it on Wen Xien.
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