Chapter 2027: Cong Gang articles (9)

As soon as Feng Lixin left Bai Gongguan, Doudou and Sprout immediately trot over and yelled for Baidu.

"Too grandpa ... too grandpa ... what a bad thing, Dad Trouble, Mommy went to Dad Trouble!"

Yuan Duoduo's guess was correct: Feng Lixin's visit this time was for his younger brother Xinglang Lang to be beaten by Bai Mo and came to Xingshi to confess his crimes.

"How do you know?"

Grandpa Bai's expression turned a little gloomy without being able to call Grandson Bai Mo.

"Mum called the godmother, the godmother was so angry ... I said that our father was hospitalized by comparing Brother Nono's father!"

The two children will probably tell Father Bai. Similar to what Feng Lixin just said.

Unable to get through to Grandson's phone, Master Bai called Leng Yan and asked him to pick him up.

At that time, Bai Mo was still talking to God's self-spoken words: "Why is this happening? I only let a few slaps ... and didn't let Da Can Feng Xinglang!"

At this moment I heard that Feng Xinglang was beaten to the hospital with a fracture. Bai Mo was still guilty. This was not his intention after all.

Leng Yan came over and delivered the phone during the call to Bai Mo's ear. "It's the old man's phone."

Bai Mo mechanically took over.

"Miscellaneous things, did Feng Xinglang send someone to hurt you?" Grandpa Bai spoke sharply when he spoke.

"I ... I only let people slap him a few slaps. I didn't expect them to be so heavy!"

There is an advantage, Bai Mo is still praiseworthy: what he did, he always has the courage to admit it

"Where's your little beast! Did you really send someone to beat Feng Xinglang ?! You ... keke ..."

There was a surge of blood, and the old man was almost unable to calm down, "You have done a great disaster!"

"What about hitting? He can feed me?"

Bai Mo snorted in disapproval. "Let him be allowed to hit me, and he will not be allowed to send someone to hit him? It's expensive, I'm cheap?"

Although he felt guilty, Bai Mo felt very uncomfortable when he was scolded and scolded by two people close to him. Only hard mouth is left.

"Smelly boy, if Hetun is alarmed, the Bai family will never have a safe day!"

Like Yuan Duoduo's fear, the old man was also worried about He Tun's aggressive and cruel character. Hetun's only son was beaten. Can he sit back and watch?

Fortunately, Hetun is not in Shencheng right now. If he tried to save it, he might have time.

"Now in a legal society, he can't cover the sky with one hand!" Bai Mo still mouthed.

"Hurry back to me! Then go to the hospital with me to apologize to Feng Xinglang!" Grandpa Bai gave a yell.

"I'm going to you, I won't go!"

What came to mind, Bai Mo mumbled, "Father, your body is just getting better, don't go! Let's wait for Feng Xing's breath to disappear another day, and I'll apologize to him!"

"It's going to be late the other day! Hurry up and get me back! Leng Ye, he doesn't come back, you help me tie him back! The sooner the better!"

The old man is really anxious too. Those who are not on the road in Hetun can try not to provoke them if they can't provoke them.

What came to mind, the old man then called Duduo again.

At that time, Yuan Duoduo sat on the road and looked dumbly at the cars coming and going, making a stern smirk from time to time.

Seeing that it was the old man who called, Yuan Duoduo wiped his tears, and eventually he answered the old man's phone.

"Hey, grandpa ..."

Although Yuan Duoduo was trying to relax herself, it was not difficult to hear her cry.

"Duoduo, that rotten boy, Moer, is really in trouble! Hehe ..."

The old man's voice was trembling, and when he couldn't lift his breath, he coughed anxiously.

"Grandpa, don't worry ... your body is just right ..."

Yuan Duoduo really distressed the old man. She seems to have taken the old man as her loved one.

"Duoduo, Mo Er's mistake this time, I'm afraid ... I'm afraid there will be blood disaster! Grandpa asked you to go to the hospital first, and say something good to Feng Xinglang's husband and wife for Mo Er, I tied Mo Er Coming soon! "

The old man moved with affection, "You and Mo Er are husband and wife, Grandpa hopes you can help Mo Er! You and Xue Luo are good girlfriends, and now only you can help him! If Mo Er died by accident, the bean sprouts will also No more dad ... "

"Grandpa, stop talking, I'll go to the hospital now!"

When the old man said that her two daughters were about to lose their father, the blossoming heart was soft again; they decided to go to the hospital to see Feng Xinglang who had the fracture.

"Duoduo, grandpa thank you ... Grandpa apologizes for that jerk!"

"Grandpa, don't say anything ... I'll take a taxi now!"

When asked to the hospital where Feng Xinglang was staying, Yuan Duoduo hurried over.

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When Cong first entered, he still had a fruit basket in his hand.

"Big bug!"

The Feng Fengzhe immediately greeted him and hugged Cong Gang's leg tightly.

"Where's the death? I'm carrying it!" Feng Xinglang rebuked.

Compared with the humorous and relaxed humor of his wife when he was just here, Feng Xinglang at this moment wrote with unpleasantness and discomfort all over his face.

"Call a little nurse to wait for you? Just the one who took your temperature in the morning ... you all turned her face red!"

Cong Gang seems to be in a good mood. Perhaps because Feng Xinglang's operation was very successful. And Feng Xinglang also accepted and cooperated.

Except for the highly specialized orthopedic surgery, Cong Gang's medical skills in adjuvant treatment are much better than that of a nurse; but Feng Xinglang was still emotionally angry with him in the morning, so he asked the nurse to come in .

"Lao Tzu wants you to wait!" Feng Xinglang sighed violently.

Seriously, Feng Xinglang is still very difficult to serve. No matter how big the operation was, he refused to insert the drain.

Therefore, people must be manually served.

"Zoo, go and wash the fruit!"

Knowing that someone has good face, Cong Gang thought about spreading the worm that had been wrapped around his leg.

"Received!" The little guy immediately dragged the fruit basket towards the bathroom. Really obedient and obedient.

Someone solves more freely than he thought.

"I thought you would be shy?" Cong Gang faintly said.

"It's also going to be divided!" Feng Xinglangzhi said, "I didn't treat you as a person at all!"

Cong Gang did not refute anyone, so he went to clean up.

"Zoo, give a fruit to your dad ..."

The endless infusion is really a bit boring. Feng Xinglang looked sideways at the little son carrying the fruit plate.

"Big bug ... eat fruit!"

The little boy immediately guarded with his little arm. Not for yourself, but for Cong Gang.

"Boy, are you mistaken ... I am your dear! Cong Gang is just a bottle cap ..."

Originally, I wanted to say 'bottle cap father', but I feel that this statement is inappropriate. When I raised Cong and degraded myself, Feng Xinglang immediately changed his mouth, "Cong Gang is just a slave! Do you know what a slave is? "

The little guy shook his head dumbly, "Guo Guo ... big bugs eat!"

"A minion is a lower creature who is waiting for his dad to eat and drink Lazar!"

It seems to be playing the piano a little bit.

The little guy just glanced at the self-talking dad and began to bury his head in line with the fruit he just washed. The first thing to do is throw all the fruits that are not apples!

"Shit boy, what did you throw the mango?" Feng Xinglang said silently.

"Big bugs don't eat!" The little man hummed.

"That dead bug doesn't eat, and my dad still has to eat it!" Feng Xinglang's hands were so itchy that he wanted to choke.

But the pro-son was reluctant to fight, and Feng Xinglang attacked the innocent Cong Gang.

"Caterpillars, that's how you teach bad insects? Just keep what you like and throw away the mangoes of Laozi? Can you not be so selfish?" Feng Xinglang reprimanded Cong Gang for turning back.

"Zhongzhe, what fruit does your dear like to eat?" Cong Gang looked at the Fengzong protecting the apple in the fruit plate.

"Daddy loves to eat ..." The little guy thought hard, "Love to eat ... Huang Guoguo!"

"Well! Go pick up Huang Guoguo and wash it again!"

After receiving Cong Gang's order, the little boy immediately crouched over to pick up the mangoes on the ground one by one, and then ran to the bathroom again.

"Cong Gang, is your own hand disabled? You are using Lao Tzu's biological son as a servant?"

Feng Xinglang was a little dissatisfied that Cong had just called on his son. Even more jealous of his son only listening to Cong Gang's words, but ignored his own father's words.

A slight flick was a call from Bai Mo.

Cong Gang looked at Feng Xinglang, who was still in the mood, and said lightly, "It's Bai Mo's phone!"

"Why, in front of me, inconvenient to answer?" Feng Xinglang snorted.

"It's not inconvenient ... I just worry about your anger and blood, you can't let it go!" Cong Gang raised his eyebrows briefly.

"Here! Use hands-free! Don't worry, I can't get angry!" Feng Xinglang wanted to see to what extent Bai Mo could be stupid.

"Mr. Song Tai, I'm Bai Mo ..."

"Well, hear it!"

"That ... Is Feng Xinglang broken?"

"Um ... probably!" Cong Gang deservedly.

"I didn't let you just slap him a few slaps? Why ... how did you get such a heavy hand?" I heard Bai Mo on the side of the phone a little tangled.

"I'm very light! It was he who accidentally injured himself when he was panicking!"

This sentence is enough to annoy a certain listener, but Cong Gang casually added another sentence: "I don't think it is possible for Feng Xinglang to install a fracture by himself! It's a good chance to miss you, he will miss ? "

"This rogue, with a little injury, cried like a girl! What is he trying to do? My old man is now pressing me to apologize to him! This rogue is really a belly Bad water! "

Bai Mo complained for a while on the phone.

"I don't participate in the matter between you and Feng Xinglang! You solve it by yourself! Hang up!"

Seeing that someone had always been gloomy and handsome, Cong Gang hung up Bai Mo's phone.

Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes at Cong Gang, quietly humming: "Cong Gang, you are playing dead Bai Mo!"

Bai Mo even wanted to use Cong Gang ... It was tantamount to making a hide with Tiger! Not enough to be crushed!

"Are you there? I just follow orders!"

Cong Gang glanced at Feng Xinglang lightly. "Aren't you really lying on the bed now?"