"Don't run away?" Su Xinchang walked over, raised his eyebrows, and his voice was a little surprised. Obviously, he didn't expect that Chen Xian could swim hundreds of meters in the cold river.

"No, run..." Chen Xian didn't have the strength to respond at this moment. He had just paddled hard in the water and could still hold on, but now he was on the shore and was blown by the cold wind. He felt that everything was cold in his body, and even his hands and feet became numb in an instant.

"Since you don't run away, then follow me!" Su Xinchang said in a calm tone, then remembered something again, and ordered: "Su Er, you carry him on your back."

Chen Xian was grabbed by the strong man called Su Er and then carried it on his back. His face was pale and his teeth were trembling. He had no strength to resist. And as Su Er walked, his eyes gradually turned black and finally fainted.

"Wow." Water poured on his face, and Chen Xian woke up slowly.

His first reaction was that he felt a split headache. His wet cotton jacket was tightly pressed against his body, and water was dripping toward the ground. He barely opened his eyes to identify the surroundings, and then he found that he was lying sideways on the ground.

In front of me was a carved wooden bed, and Li Youqian's vague voice came over on the bed: "Chen Xingzi... Chen Xingzhi, when Ni was making a nest that day, he had thought of such a field, such a day..."

Chen Xian tried to support the ground with expressionless expression and tried to sit up, but after trying several times, he felt that the wet clothes on his body seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, which made him lose the power to turn over and sit up. He could only adjust his breathing secretly to seek a try.

As he glanced upwards with the sound, he saw Li Youqian leaning on the couch with his body slanted, and there was a middle-aged man with a big belly sitting beside him. The two looked slightly similar, and it was obvious that this was his rich father.

Li's father bowed behind him and said respectfully: "Mr. Su is worried about me, and Li Shengyou is grateful to me!"

"I didn't remove him." Su Xinchen's voice was a little tired, and he said whisperedly: "I just invited him for you. As for whether to remove him or not, that's your own business."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of the door and the footsteps gradually faded away, as if Su Xinzheng had gone out.

Li Shengyou hurriedly raised his voice and shouted to the door: "Yes, yes, Mr. Su is right."

Li Youqian was obviously very excited. A slender saliva kept flowing out from the corner of his tilted right mouth, and white sticky saliva flowed along the corner of his mouth on the bed, piled up into a pool of transparent disgusting liquid.

His eyes were also big on the left and small on the right. At this moment, he looked at Chen Xian on the ground excitedly, supported the bed with his left hand that could still exert force, and tried his best to sit up.

After some struggle, he finally sat up, then tilted his mouth and said vaguely: "Dad Die, what Dr. Zhang said really makes sense. Seeing that Chen Xian was suffering, he felt better. When he felt better, he felt better!"

Li Shengyou nodded with a smile, then stood up, walked to Chen Xian, lifted his feet suddenly like a sack, and kicked the latter hard in the chest: "That dad will make you feel better!"

Chen Xian's body was already frozen, but his whole body was stiff at this moment. He was kicked in the middle of his chest by Li Shengyou. He suddenly felt his breathing suffocated and almost got suffocated by the kick.

He was lying on the ground at this moment, and his hatred for the father and son suddenly arose. He gritted his teeth tightly, opened his eyes wide and stared at the father and son in front of him without even saying a word.

"Yeah, it's still a tough guy!" Li Shengyou sneered, then raised his foot and kicked Chen Xian.

This time, Chen Xian was prepared and bowed quietly, allowing him to kick him between his waist and abdomen, removing most of the force.

Li Yougan was very excited at this moment, and even spoke a little clearly. He sat beside the bed and shouted, "Die, kick well! You must make him like me!"

After shouting a few times, his eyes seemed a little crazy, and his voice became faster and clearer: "No, I want to let him die, I will let him die today!"

As he spoke, he supported the bed with his left hand, moved his legs to the ground, and wanted to stand up.

"Dad, I'll do it!" He shouted, as if he was cheering himself up. Then he stretched his arms out of the bed and stood up shakingly.

Li Yougan really hated Chen Xian very much. At this time, he actually relied on this hatred and dragged his right leg that had no sense of consciousness and half-leaped in front of Chen Xian.

"Go to die--" He yelled, supported the ground with his left leg, and tried hard to sway his right leg towards Chen Xian.

"Kick, son, kick him! Kick him to death!" Li Shengyou stood aside, cheering with a smile on his face, and sighed in his heart: Dr. Zhang Jing is indeed a miracle doctor. He said that if this wind evil can eliminate depression in his brain, it may speed up recovery. Now, seeing that it is true, my son Yougan can stand up in a short time!

Li You made this weak kick and finally hit Chen Xian in the chest.

Although... very slow.

Since Li Yougan tried to get out of bed, Chen Xian has been waiting for this moment, waiting for an opportunity to turn the world around in one fell swoop.

This is the best opportunity. At this moment, he finally waited for this opportunity with patience.

"Bang." Chen Xian suddenly grabbed his soft and weak feet with both hands, and then pulled them back without hesitation.

"Pu" Li Yougan was standing on one foot, and with intracranial hemorrhage, he was unstable. At this moment, Chen Xian pulled forward and fell backward.

It seemed that his life was over. Li Yougan fell backwards and his head was so desperate that he hit the edge of the bed behind him.

The bright red blood quietly gushed out from the back of his head.

The blood first wet the green satin quilt embroidered with the peaches given by the birthday boy, and then fell down along the edge of the bed. In the end, the falling blood beads accumulated more and more, forming a pool of black water on the dark ground.

This sudden change made Li Shengyou stunned. He turned around and looked at his son in disbelief, but saw that Li Yougan's limbs had begun to twitch slightly at this moment, and he was obviously inactive.

He looked at it for a while before he returned to his soul. He turned to face Chen Xian who had just stood up, and shouted like a cuckoo crying blood: "You, kill my son!"

"I want to kill you!" After he finished calling, his eyes were blood red, and he stretched out his hands and pinched Chen Xian's neck like a madman.

Chen Xian looked at Li Shengyou calmly, and he knew clearly that if he didn't immediately knock out the crazy old man in front of him and wait for him to recover from the panic, he would definitely call for help, and he would have no way out.
Chapter completed!