Mr. Lu, the wife was the white moonlight that night

Mu Sichen thought about it and it made sense, so he told Xia Ling the address.

After Feng Zheng got Jiang Zhongxia's hospital address, he immediately went to that hospital.

Jiang Bolin was not familiar with Feng Zheng, and they had only met once at banquets on some large occasions.

As soon as he heard that this was the Feng family, and that one sister was named Xia Ling, Jiang Bolin felt alarm bells ringing all over his body.

"Xia Ling sent you here?" Jiang Bolin snorted coldly, snatched the flowers from Feng Zheng's hand, threw them into the trash can, and said, "Xia Ling and Mu Sichen are really good at it! This is It looks like my sister is not dead yet, so I want you to come over again to heat things up?"

Feng Zheng immediately became angry and defended: "What kind of conspiracy theory are you talking about? What does this have to do with my sister and Lawyer Mu? I just heard that Sister Zhongxia committed suicide and wanted to come and see her."

"we do not need!"

Jiang Bolin yelled: "Get out of here quickly! If you don't leave, I'll have the bodyguards kick you out."

At this moment, the servant taking care of Jiang Zhongxia came out of the ward and said, "Mr. Jiang, Miss Zhongxia asked, is the person at the door Mr. Feng?"

Feng Zheng's eyes lit up, and he said quickly, "It's me, it's me!"

The servant said: "Miss Jiang said, please invite Mr. Feng to come in."

Jiang Bolin's complexion turned ugly all of a sudden, but it was not easy for his sister to ask to see someone now that his sister had just been brought back from the death line.

Therefore, he coldly warned Feng Zheng: "I'm telling you, you'd better not have any bad intentions. If you dare to say anything that shouldn't be said and irritate our sister, I want the whole Feng family to be buried with you!"

Feng Zheng originally didn't want to get entangled with Jiang Bolin, but his words were too irritating.

Therefore, Feng Zheng was not polite, and replied: "Mr. Jiang, Jiang's family is now a mud bodhisattva, and it is difficult for him to cross the river. Don't be so hostile. Let this be buried with you every now and then, and you are still buried with him." Think more about your own situation!"

With Jiang Bolin's livid expression, Feng Zheng walked into Jiang Zhongxia's ward with his head held high.

Originally, Feng Zheng was still happy about his small victory in the verbal fight just now.

However, when he saw the pale and lifeless Jiang Zhongxia on the hospital bed, the upturn of his mouth disappeared in an instant.

"Sister Zhongxia."

He called out and asked worriedly: "How...are you doing now?"

Jiang Zhongxia's eyes were filled with misty tears. He shook his head and said, "It's not that good. But I still want to thank you for coming to see me. I used to have a lot of friends, but after the Jiang family's accident, there are no more friends." .”

Feng Zheng said a little apologetically: "Did Feng Qianqian not come to see you either? Hey, don't worry about those fair-weather friends, they are all unreliable. However, Feng Qianqian and I are not the same kind of people, so don't worry."

Jiang Zhongxia listened to his words, smiled bitterly, and said: "I think you seem to be more naive than me. Do you think that naive and brainless people like us can only be abandoned by the family?"

"Who said we were abandoned?"

Feng Zheng quickly corrected him: "I ran out on my own and broke up with them. I was not abandoned. Moreover, you were not abandoned either. Although your brother is not a good person, he treats you as a sister. , it’s pretty good, I came over just now and saw him standing guard outside all the time.”

Jiang Zhongxia said lowly: "But, I won't have a brother soon. Mu Sichen and my brother will fight to the death. My brother has no chance of winning."

Feng Zheng's mind is relatively simple and straightforward, although he vaguely heard from his mother about the overt and covert struggle between Mu Sichen and the Jiang family.

However, he felt that this was not something he needed to care about, and he couldn't control it.

Therefore, he said to Jiang Zhongxia: "In the past, when I was at home, I couldn't understand many of the things my father and sister did. I tried to change them, but they scolded me badly every time. I was also very depressed. It was not until later that I left home and started to change myself. I suddenly discovered that although I was not as well-off as before, I was very happy in my heart."

After saying that, he took a tissue, wiped Jiang Zhongxia's tears, and said: "So, we can't stop your brother's matter and lawyer Mu's matter. But, you can change yourself. They are who they are, and you are. You. It’s up to you to decide what kind of life you want to live.”

Jiang Zhongxia choked with sobs and said: "Actually, I understand the truth. I just couldn't get out for a while. At that time, I was just thinking that if I died, it would be over."

"You must not think like that!" Feng Zheng said in a somewhat excited tone: "Maybe you feel that life and death, which is a matter of your thoughts, are as light as a feather. However, how many people, in order to survive, , I persist every day. Let’s talk about my sister, Nan Nan. I think you also know that she has uremia. When I mentioned this, I almost killed Sister Xia Ling. Yes, it was not easy for Sister Xia Ling. Really, there are many people around me. People's lives are much harder than yours. But none of them thought about dying!"

Jiang Zhongxia's attention was attracted by the word 'Xia Ling'.

In fact, her attitude towards Xia Ling is very complicated now, and she can't even say she hates him, but just mentioning this person makes her feel very uncomfortable.

Moreover, she has never understood, and she still doesn't understand, what kind of woman can be loved by Brother Si Chen without hesitation.

Therefore, she asked softly: "You just said...what happened to Xia Ling?"

Feng Zheng seemed to be caught up in the memories of some time ago. He told Jiang Zhongxia how his parents dug a hole to let Xia Ling donate a kidney to Feng Nannan.

Following his words, Jiang Zhongxia's expression gradually became complicated, and he seemed to be somewhat sympathetic.

Feng Zhengdao: "Now, do you know? In this world, there are too many people in difficult situations, not just you. Look at my sister Xia Ling, who was abandoned by my mother when she was born. Come back to her after more than 20 years , and to let her donate a kidney to Nan Nan. Don’t you think she is pitiful? But she never thought of committing suicide. "

Jiang Zhongxia murmured to himself subconsciously: "If it were me, I definitely wouldn't be able to accept it. She...has it even easier than me."

It seemed that for a moment, she understood why Mu Sichen liked Xia Ling so much.