Chapter 2021: Cong Gang articles (3)

When Xing Shixi shook off the entanglement of the black balaclava and came to rescue Feng Xinglang, Feng Xinglang had been stunned on the ground.

Who was stunned by Feng Xinglang, neither Xing Shiqi nor Ba Song could see clearly. But Feng Xinglang did get knocked to the ground.

Maybe even Feng Xinglang himself couldn't figure out: why did he faint? Who the **** stunned Lao Tzu?

When Feng Xinglang fell to the ground, the only thing I remember was that his back shoulder seemed to be hurt by something. When he reached out to remove the thing, his limbs were already weak and his brain was weak Not too controlled.

"General Feng ... General Feng, you wake up ... you wake up!"

Ba Song, who got rid of the two entanglers, rushed over to check Feng Xinglang's injury. It was found that Feng Xinglang's half of his cheeks were soaked with blood, and even his hair was covered with sticky blood stains.

"What's wrong with Mr. Feng? Where was it hurt?" Xing Shichi also followed.

"Mr. Feng suffered serious head injuries and must be taken to the hospital immediately!"

Ba Song pushed Xing Shixi's hand out to look at Feng Xinglang's head. The physical training for many days showed great results. When he backed up Feng Xinglang in a coma, his actions were done in one go. Coupled with Xing Shishi's help, the movement of the two quickly accelerated.

If something unexpected happened to Feng Xinglang, I'm afraid Ba Song and Xing Shixi could not survive.

Bentley, carrying Feng Xinglang in a coma, whistled towards the hospital. Xing Shishi, who was supposed to follow the car, was stopped by Ba Song. Ba Song made him break in case there was a follower.

After half an hour, Feng Xinglang was successfully taken to the hospital; the doctor seemed to have been prepared and the stretcher was waiting at the door.

Xing Shiqi ’s tracking ability is still superb. Ba Song failed to get rid of him. But also successfully sent Feng Xinglang to this hospital, which can be considered as completing the task.

When Xing Shixi arrived, Feng Xinglang had been pushed into the operating room.

"Ba Song, how is Prince Xing?" Xing Shixi was obviously more nervous than Ba ​​Song.

"It's not easy to tell the situation!" Ba Song held his chin. "Where are these gangsters coming out? It feels like they are deliberately targeting Feng Zong."

"It's Baimo of Yezhuang!" Xing Shishi could not hear the clamor of the crooked monkey and Feng Xinglang.

"Ye Zhuang's Bai Mo? Damn, he wouldn't be revenge because he got a punch from President Feng when he went to Fengjia to grab his wife and children. Where did he come from such a big dog? Sympathetic brother, but he will revenge? "

Ba Song immediately became angry, and exaggeratedly went to Bai Mo to get justice.

"Bai Mo can't run! Let's guard General Feng first!" The most important thing at the moment is, of course, to guard Prince Xing.

"This white-knife Bai Mo! If there is something unexpected in my family, I will definitely smash him!" Ba Song was still immersed in his anger.

"Family of the patient, please keep quiet. This is a hospital. The patient needs surgery!"

A nurse-like man gave Ba Song and Xing Shi Xing a light tone. Then they closed their mouths.

If Feng Xinglang really does have an accident, Xing Shishi will obviously not be able to bear this serious consequence. He first called Xing Shishi and called.

"Fourteen, Prince Xing was attacked."

"Ah? Who is it? Prince Xing was injured?" Xing Shishi also became nervous.

"It's Baizhuang of Yezhuang! Prince Xing seems to have injured his head. When he was sent to the hospital, he was already unconscious!" Xing Shishi truthfully reported to Xing Shishi.

"Xing Shixi, how did you do that? How could you make Prince Xing hurt? How did you tell me to tell my righteous father? How to tell my cousin!"

Xing Shishi hurried to the hospital. Feng Xinglang has been pushed into the operating room for more than half an hour.

When facing the two right sons of Hetun at the same time, Ba Song was still a little nervous.

Xing Shishi was about to rush into the operating room and was stopped by Ba Song.

"It's already undergoing surgery! If you rush in like this, you will scare the doctor!"

"You don't need to stop me, I know what it means!"

Without looking at Prince Xing's injury, Xing Shishi was really uneasy.

"Knowing that you have a sense of well-being, and you know that you are safe and secure. But the psychological quality of the doctor is not as good as you! In the event of a nervousness or something, your family Prince Xing may die on the operating table. Of course! "Of course, Ba Song could not let Xing Shishi rush in.

Xing Shiji paused and turned to stare at Xing Shixi, "Where is Prince Xing's injury? Have you checked him for the wound before sending him to the hospital?"

This question was anxious to ask Ba Song to the side. This is why he did not allow Xing Shixi to examine Feng Xinglang for the wound. Because Feng Xinglang's wound could not withstand Xing Shiqi's professional examination.

"It should have hurt his head. I saw his forehead bleed." Xing Shishi did not touch Feng Xinglang at the time.

"With Feng's constitution, nothing should happen. We still think about it ... would you like to notify Lin Xueluo?"

In a hurry, Ba Song forgot to explain to someone. The main thing is to let Xing Shishi and Xing Shishi divert their attention.

"Wait for the operation."

This reminded Xing Shishi another question: Should you inform Yifu Hetun?

...

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already three hours later.

This sleep slept deeply. Feeling tired and exhausted, the whole person seems to be unable to raise a little strength.

When Feng Xinglang opened his eyes, he found himself in a strange environment.

Hotel? Or a hospital?

Waiting for the chaotic thoughts, Feng Xinglang Lengbuding found that he had no consciousness in his left leg.

"My legs ... my legs!" Feng Xinglang instinctively panicked.

"Your leg is fine! Just a minor operation!"

Feng Xinglang panicked and wanted to get up, and a pair of strong arms pressed back.

"Cong Gang ... Cong Gang ... My legs ... I can't move my legs! I don't feel it! What happened to my legs?"

That's an instinctual fear of man. Feng Xinglang will also be afraid that he will become disabled.

"Your leg is fine! Just a leg bone correction."

Cong Gang hugged Feng Xinglang in panic, "If you are with me, I won't let your legs work!"

Under the strong imprisonment of Cong Gang's arms, Feng Xinglang slowly calmed down in his arms. But his breathing seemed a little disturbed.

After calming for a minute or two, Feng Xinglang realized the problems.

"Cong Gang, why am I suddenly in the hospital? Why am I inexplicably performing any leg correction?" I can hear that Feng Xinglang's IQ has begun to go online.

"Oh, you were stunned by a few stupid people. Then you were taken to the hospital ... by the way, a leg bone correction operation was done!" Cong Gang answered lightly.

"What a coincidence? By the way, I had a leg bone correction operation for Lao Tzu? How about you being a Lao Tzu mouse! In case ... what if Lao Tzu is disabled? Your mother will support me forever!"

When the line was closed, Langton became irritable. Cong Gang's phrase, "By the way, he had an operation," was really unacceptable.

"The operation was very successful! From the beginning of the wash to the dissection, suture, internal and external fixation, I have been staring at it!"

Not to mention that Cong Gang hardly blinked.

After hearing Cong Gang being so serious, Feng Xinglang also lost a lot of anger; but he was still very resentful.

"Cong Gang, you're going to perform this operation on Lao Tzu. You have to ask Lao Tzu's opinion, with the consent of Lao Tzu?"

Feng Xinglang groaned dissatisfied, while observing his fixed left leg, it looked quite uneasy.

"Negotiate with you ... Would you agree to do it immediately?"

Cong Gang just touched Feng Xinglang's left leg. He should be observing the effectiveness of the anesthetic. "Don't you continue to pass and pass? I'm afraid you won't think of this operation until the day you actually get into a wheelchair!"

"Then you'll be the more stubborn, and decide for me ?!" Feng Xinglang's wrath came up again.

"When your leg recovers, I will accept whatever you want!" Cong Gang said lightly.

Looking at Cong Gang's deep look, Feng Xinglang could not ignite any fire. In addition, he was quite worried that his unconscious leg would be disabled.

"My leg ... is it all right?" He asked again, restless.

"It used to happen! It's okay now!" Cong Gang paused slightly. "But if you don't cooperate with recuperation ... it's hard to say!"

"What the **** scares me?"

Feng Xinglang whispered, "Then how many days shall I lie in the hospital? How long will it take to fully recover?"

"Estimate to lie down for a month or two! Thirty days can do it! As for full recovery ... it depends on your later exercise!"

"Thirty days? Would you let Laozi lie on this ruined place for thirty days?" Feng Xing became dry.

"It's only thirty days. Just take a vacation. The hospital visits in January!" This comfort really made people angry.

"By the way, Xing Shishi and Xing Shishi will come to see you in a while. You are so smart ... I am assured!" Cong Gang was mild.

Feng Xinglang didn't answer, but just stared at Cong Gang with anger all the while.

Everyone is a smart person.

"Do you **** take Bai Mo's list?" Feng Xinglang asked fiercely.

"I also dine together! Besides, your medical expenses and those experts also need money!" Cong Gang said lightly.

"Cong Gang, should I also be worried: When did you sell Lao Tzu?" Feng Xinglang asked angrily.

"What do you sell? Are you so valuable? If I really want to get money from you, I have other options!"

Cong Gang glanced towards the door. "I'll go in and avoid it. Give you three minutes to send them both away! Otherwise, I'll come out and drive them away for you!"

When Xing Shishi and Xing Shixi came in, Cong Gang had disappeared silently.

"General Feng ... how are you doing? Where did you hurt? Your leg ..." Xing Shishi saw Feng Xinglang's left leg fixed by steel plates and other things.

"It should be a fracture ... not serious!" Feng Xinglang was still weak and weak. "Yes, didn't you tell your cousin?"

"Not yet ..." Xing Shishi looked sad. "Prince Xing, sorry, we failed to protect you!"