kingnovel Chapter 372 Clear Boundaries
Chapter 372 Clear Boundaries
Physiological tears overflowed from Feng Jiuqing's eyes. Under the stimulation of the strong light, he could not see anything. The stinging sensation and darkness came at the same time, and the discomfort that he had been suppressing broke out of his restraints.
"Master!"
Yan Xun quickly caught Feng Jiuqing who was falling backwards. He saw that the person in his arms had a thin layer of sweat on his head, his cheeks were flushed, his breathing was rapid, and his heart was beating rapidly, as if it was about to jump out of his chest.
Is the young master ill? Yan Xun immediately picked up Feng Jiuqing and quickly left the basement, while using his cell phone to contact the family doctor.
Before he could finish his words, a cold hand hung up the phone. Yan Xun looked down and saw that the person in his arms had woken up without him noticing. His cold expression was a little fragile, and his voice was a little weaker, "No need."
Yan Xun disagreed: "Master, your health is important, you can't be afraid of seeing a doctor."
"Heh - who are you pretending to be kind to? I said I don't need it, put me down!" Feng Jiuqing sneered and struggled to get out of Yan Xun's arms.
"Don't move!" Yan Xun's voice became a little deeper. He held Feng Jiuqing's restless hands and sighed, "I really don't know what to do with you. Why don't you take care of your body at all? Be good, okay?"
Feng Jiuqing stared at Yan Xun, who had a helpless smile on his face. Was he treating him like a pet? Although his hands were restrained, his feet were free, and he immediately kicked Yan Xun.
A muffled groan was heard from above his head, and a grayish-white footprint appeared on Yan Xunliang's black uniform.
"Are you relieved? If not, you can kick me a few more times. I have a thick skin and can take a beating." Yan Xun still had a smile on his face as he looked at the person in his arms with tenderness in his eyes.
No, is this person seriously ill? Feng Jiuqing frowned in confusion. He had never met anyone who made such a request to him. If he didn't satisfy him, he would feel guilty.
Feng Jiuqing immediately satisfied Yan Xun's need. He did not lighten his kick at all. If his current posture was not suitable for concentrating his strength, he could have kicked away ten Yan stewards with one kick.
The sound above his head finally weakened a little, and obvious pain appeared on his face, but in this situation, this man could still laugh. It seemed that he really had a serious illness. Feng Jiuqing silently defined Yan Xun.
If Yan Xun knew what Feng Jiuqing was thinking, he would nod affirmatively, and then say in a gentle voice: "It is a disease, lovesickness is deep in the bones, there is no medicine to cure it, only you can relieve it."
"Is the young master happier?"
A gentle voice came from above, and Feng Jiuqing gave up the idea of kicking him a few more times. No matter what he did, this person would always be like this, which was very boring.
Besides, it was the housekeeper who insisted on taking him out of the basement, and it had nothing to do with him. Even if the old madman came back and couldn't find him in the basement, he would just suffer a little more, which was not a big problem. It was better than being pissed off by this stubborn housekeeper.
Yan Xun carried Feng Jiuqing to the third floor, put Feng Jiuqing on the soft bed, took out his mobile phone and called the family doctor again.
This time, Feng Jiuqing did not stop him, but just leaned against the bedside indifferently, his eyes swept over the footprints on Yan Xun's body. It must be said that some people are born clothes hangers, even if the clothes are messed up like this, they can still wear them with a different sense of art.
No, what is he thinking? Feng Jiuqing blinked and looked away, cursing inwardly that beauty is misleading. How can this guy always meet his aesthetic standards!
If this person wasn't sent by that old madman, he wouldn't mind keeping him by his side. Even if he didn't do anything, it would still be pleasing to the eye.
A cup of warm water was handed to Feng Jiuqing. He looked up and saw Yan Xun's gentle smile. A gentle voice sounded in his ears: "Master, would you like to drink some water to relieve the pain?"
Feng Jiuqing took the cup of water for some unknown reason, but he didn't drink from it. A trace of annoyance flashed in his eyes. Why did he take the thing he handed to him so naturally?
What if I get poisoned?
But looking at someone's expectant eyes, Feng Jiuqing was in a dilemma for a while, and finally made up his mind. He had only put the quilt halfway when someone took it over considerately, and then a blanket was draped over him.
Yan Xun's eyebrows curved, and his happiness seemed to overflow from his bones, "Master's hands are a little cold, I think you may need this."
Feng Jiuqing didn't say anything, he lowered his eyes to hide the emotion in his eyes. The old madman knew everyone in Fengyuan inside and out, no one would spread what happened in Fengyuan. There was someone who couldn't stand it and tried to expose everything here, but Feng Jiuqing never saw that person again after that night. He was nine years old that year.
Fengyuan only provided him with food, clothing, shelter and transportation, nothing else. No one in Fengyuan cared about him, and he would be grateful if no one secretly tripped him up.
The old madman believes in the survival of the fittest. He was not the only choice of the old madman. After all, his stud father has many sons, but only his mother's identity is strong enough. If he is in charge of the Feng family, he can undoubtedly maximize efficiency.
But if he died young, it wouldn't be a big deal, because his stud father was still young, only 40 now, and his mother was only 38. They could have another child, but later the old madman found that his parents hated each other, so having another child was almost impossible.
If he is not chosen, then we can only find a standout successor from among those illegitimate children, even if his reputation may not be very good. The old madman values his reputation, and will not easily push out an illegitimate child unless it is absolutely necessary.
After all, after pushing out the illegitimate child, not only would his reputation be damaged, but his mother's family would also be offended. But the old madman was also a businessman, and a businessman would never put his eggs in only one basket. He valued him on the surface, but also cultivated the illegitimate child in private.
The same method was used to train him, but at this time, his stud father seemed to remember that he was a father, and had a big fight with the old madman over the illegitimate child, which made the old madman so angry that he was hospitalized. This also indirectly allowed him to temporarily escape from the control of the old madman during that period of time, giving him a chance to breathe and develop secretly.
Not long after, he had a few more "brothers". These illegitimate children were not born to his stud father's Bai Yueguang, so they experienced almost everything as he did. Now one of them is in a mental hospital, acting crazy and talking nonsense all day long.
Another one jumped off the cross-sea bridge and has not been rescued yet. The remaining few died in various strange ways that could break human records, such as hanging with socks, but these have nothing to do with Feng Jiuqing. He will not attack the weak, but he also has no ability to save them.
He was the only one who could survive the old madman until he was ten years old. With no other choice, the old madman once again targeted Bai Yueguang's sons, but this time, they were still protected by the stud father.
Therefore, there is always a clear boundary between love and not love, and he just happens to be the one who is not loved.
The stud dad is a playboy and amorous, but he is still very good to his white moonlight. At least the white moonlight's sons all grew up with their parents in peace.