Chapter 1176 Act Like a Baby Well

The overdrawn physical strength backfired on Feng Xinglang's body.

As soon as he got off the plane and before leaving the airport, his steps were shaky and he relied on the aisle barrier to adjust his breathing.

"Could it be that you are too excited to see Lan Youyou soon?"

Cong Gang joked. Then he came forward to support Feng Xinglang's swaying body. In fact, he knew that Feng Xinglang, who was weak, had been gritting his teeth and persisting. In order to find my niece, I sealed the group; and in order to rush back as soon as possible to reunite with my wife and children.

Feng Xinglang gave Cong Gang a cold look, shook off his support, raised his breath and continued walking forward.

Cong Gang didn't want to touch Feng Xinglang's cold face with his warm face, so he followed him leisurely.

Since Feng Xinglang was extremely weak, Cong Gang stayed in a hotel next to a nearby hospital. And I asked for two standard rooms.

Cong Gang did it on purpose.

He didn't want to ask for trouble by serving Feng Xinglang who rejected his concern!

There was a bit of anger and a sense of indifference.

When Cong had just taken a shower and was about to take a rest, there was a slightly angry knock on the door.

With such an incompetent way of knocking on the door, you didn't need to guess to know that it must be Feng Xinglang's unruly and violent master.

The door opened, and Cong Gang saw Feng Xinglang in pajamas.

"I'm not used to the things here... you can make me something!"

Cong Gang wanted to say sarcastically: You are too pretentious! But when he saw Feng Xinglang's weak face, he still nodded.

"You go back to your room and wait. I'll borrow their kitchen."

"I'll wait here for you! Move quickly! I'm hungry!"

Feng Xinglang squeezed past Cong Gang, staggered in, and fell down on the bed that Cong Gang had just made. There was no movement for a while.

Cong Gang turned sideways and took a deep look at Feng Xinglang who was lying on the bed, took the room key, quickly changed his clothes and went out.

In a high-end hotel like this, the ingredients Cong Gang wants are not difficult to find.

The sizzling Italian pasta is much lighter than usual. And paired with coconut pudding, Bangkok’s signature snack. Coconut cream is added to the batter, then charcoal grilled to mature, and topped with crispy green onions, full of the light fragrance of coconut.

When Cong Gang returned to his room, Feng Xinglang was sleeping in a deep sleep. It was lethargy without the quality of sleep.

Cong Gang patted Feng Xinglang's back; he patted him five or six times in a row, but failed to wake him up from his drowsiness.

It wasn't until Cong Gang rolled up a few strips of pasta with sauce on his fork and stuffed it into Feng Xinglang's mouth that he opened his heavy eyelids with great effort.

"After eating, go get some nutrient solution." Cong Gang said gently.

Chewing the boring pasta in his mouth, Feng Xinglang's eyes fell on those charcoal-roasted coconut puddings.

"Can this thing be eaten?"

"It's edible! I've tasted it, it's not poisonous!"

Cong Gang brought a piece of charcoal-roasted coconut pudding to Feng Xinglang's mouth; Feng Xinglang took a bite and felt it before taking a second bite.

"In order to see Lan Youyou, you really worked hard. Even risking your life?"

Cong Gang seemed to be deliberately provoking Feng Xinglang.

Feng Xinglang raised his eyes and looked deeply into Cong Gang's eyes, and said solemnly: "The debt I feel towards my brother is just like the debt you have always owed me! Cong Gang, you should be able to understand that feeling. Yes! Lan Youyou is just a woman I played with... nothing more!"

Cong Gang was silent for a few seconds, then smiled and said, "But I don't think I owe you anything!"

"Is it?"

Feng Xinglang snorted coldly, "You are being bossed around like a slave by me, isn't it because you want to repay the kindness I gave you in saving your life? I saved your life, and you have to repay me for the rest of your life! Until you die. Moment!"

"..." Cong Gang frowned deeply, "What do you mean, I'm not done with this life?! Why are you still relying on me?"

"Who made it possible for you to be saved by me? That is your blessing and your sorrow!"

Feng Xinglang fiddled with the pasta on the plate, "Have you added any salt to this pasta?"

"Then do you know what salt looks like?" Cong Gang asked leisurely.

"...I'm not an alien!"

After reluctantly eating a few mouthfuls, Feng Xinglang originally had something to discuss with Cong Gang, but he fell asleep again.

It is true that there was less salt; but there was too much of something!

In the chaos, Feng Xinglang felt a needle pricking the back of his hand. Then a cool liquid was poured into his body along the meridians on the back of his hand. Slowly, my whole body and mind became comfortable.

To give Feng Xinglang some nutrient solution, he had to resort to such means. Cong Gang sighed slightly before fixing the needle on the back of Feng Xinglang's hand with tape.

After settling down with Feng Xinglang, Cong Gang put on a black sweater and went out.

As soon as we arrived at the back door of the hotel, someone emerged from the bushes. He couldn't look like a human being, but his hiding methods were very clever.

"We found out: Lan Youyou is in the Hematology Department of Bangkok Hospital. After two days of treatment, she can already speak! Xing San has no intention of leaving yet. It seems that he wants to wait for Lan Youyou's condition to stabilize before making any plans."

"How many followers does Xing San bring?"

"Not many, only about three or four!"

"Well, you continue to monitor Lan Youyou. Remember not to let Xing San discover you!"

"Okay. Boss..." The person hesitated to speak.

"explain."

"It seems that Hetun also knows the whereabouts of Xing San! I'm worried that Hetun will attack us first!"

Cong Gang can know the whereabouts of Xing San; Hetun will also find ways to get it. But Cong Gang was a little confused: Did Hetun find the whereabouts of Xing San by himself, or did he follow him and Feng Xinglang to Bangkok? !

However, with Feng Xinglang as a conspicuous scourge, it is indeed difficult to avoid the numerous informants in Hetun.

"We can't let Hetun strike first! If Xing San falls into his hands, we won't be able to know the whereabouts of Feng Tuantuan from Xing San!"

"It's just me and the third child. I'm afraid we won't be able to stop the people from Hetun!"

"Don't worry, his own son is here to stop him, so you don't need to take action!"

Thinking about something, Cong Gang secretly yelled "no" and ran towards the hotel's guest room without looking back.

"Boss... don't leave in a hurry! Maybe Hetun will take action tonight..."

In the hotel lobby, Cong Gang suddenly saw Hetun who came to look for his son. This old guy's movements are really fast.

It seems that this hotel is not suitable for staying for a long time. Cong Gang immediately flew up from the stairs.

By the time the waiter led Hetun and Xing Twelve up to knock on the door, Cong Gang had already carried the sleeping Feng Xinglang down to the ground floor.

Seeing that no one answered the door for a long time, Hetun signaled, and Xing Twelve opened the door directly. There was no one in the two adjacent standard rooms. All that was left was a plate with a little pasta and a bamboo basket holder.

Xing Twelve smelled the smell of disinfectant alcohol, "It seems that someone was injured and was receiving an infusion!"

"This Cong Gang, what does he want to do to A Lang?"

Hetun reached over and checked the temperature of the plate, "It's still warm. They probably haven't gone far yet! Let Lao Ba lead a search together!"

Feng Xinglang, who was sleeping, had no idea that the two groups were fighting for his wits.

Carrying the muscular Feng Xinglang out of a taxi a few kilometers away was a physically strenuous task.

After waiting in the taxi, Cong just realized: He made a mistake!

To prevent Hetun from attacking Xing San first, leaving Feng Xinglang to Hetun was undoubtedly the last resort. Because only Feng Xinglang could stop Hetun's reckless behavior without any effort.

Why did I have to bear this disaster so hard and thanklessly? ! Not only was he sweating all over, but his efforts were all in vain! Because there is absolutely no need for that!

Reluctant to let go; out of reason, Cong Gang decided to send Feng Xinglang back!

With Xing San's alertness and cunning, if he wanted to hide Feng Tuantuan, no one would be able to find him. If something happens to Xing San, Feng Tuantuan's whereabouts will forever remain a mystery with Xing San's death!

If you are looking for a needle in a haystack, it will not take you ten days and a half. It may take you a year and a half, or maybe three or five years!

But it doesn’t seem appropriate to send him back to the hotel now!

Cong Gang had to let Feng Xinglang see Lan Youyou's face first, and let Lan Youyou urge Xing San to leave to find that girl Feng Tuantuan!

…

When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already early the next morning.

The two bottles of nutrient solution last night made him look pretty good, but he still couldn't reach the standard of being resurrected with full blood.

When Feng Xinglang saw his surroundings clearly, dissatisfaction burst out in his eyes. Fortunately, Cong Gang is also there.

"What the hell is this place?"

In Feng Xinglang's eyes, such a youth hostel was synonymous with dirty and messy conditions.

"Your father went to the hotel to fish for you last night. I was sweating all over before I carried you out."

"Hetun also came to Bangkok?"

"Yeah! I saw it with my own eyes!"

Feng Xinglang instantly tore off the blanket on his body, "We can't let Hetun attack Xing San first! He will alert the enemy!"

"So, you must rush to see Lan Youyou in front of Hetun! Say what you need to say, and then happily run into the arms of your biological father! Just act like a baby and tell your biological father not to attack Xing San. Got it!"

Cong Gang knew that Feng Xinglang was a stubborn person, but now that the matter had come to this, the most effective way was to have him come forward to stop Hetun.

"Then I'll go see Lan Youyou now!"

"Don't worry! There will be an expert consultation this morning, and Xing San will also participate in the discussion. Then you will have a chance to meet Lan Youyou!"

From Cong Gang's tone, he knew almost everything about the whereabouts of Xing San and Lan Youyou.

…

At around 10 a.m., Feng Xinglang, wearing a white coat, entered Lan Youyou's intensive care unit.

After staring at the woman wrapped in various testing instruments on the hospital bed for a moment, Feng Xinglang took off his mask, reached over and patted her cheek.

Lan Youyou opened her eyes and was shocked when she saw that the doctor wearing a white coat in front of her was actually Feng Xinglang.

She almost couldn't believe her eyes: she could actually see Feng Xinglang in her lifetime!

"You finally came."

"What, you're still waiting for me?!"

The word 'return' made Feng Xinglang's question meaningful.