Chapter 1612 Another Kind of Purgatory

The father and son hugged each other tightly, murmuring soft words, and were deeply in love.

A few minutes later, Feng Xinglang pushed the little guy in his arms away, "Nono, let's go home! Dad really doesn't want to stay in this ghost place that smells like disinfectant!"

"But...but dear dad, you are still injured."

The little guy is very worried about his father's injury. After all, a bullet had just been removed from his ribcage. Moreover, Feng Xinglang's mental state was not very ideal.

"Nono, go home with your biological father! Maybe... maybe your mommy is already waiting for us at home!"

Feng Xinglang had a strong premonition: He would see his wife whom he hadn't seen for a long time when he returned home!

"Mommy is waiting for us at home?"

The little guy's eyes flashed with excitement, "Then let's go home quickly! Dad, I'll help you!"

After the anesthetic took effect, the pain from the wound stimulated Feng Xinglang's nerves exponentially, and he felt that every cell in his body was screaming; but thinking that his wife, whom he had not seen for many days, might be waiting for him at home, Feng Xinglang He gritted his teeth and got off the hospital bed.

"Dad, how are you? Can you do it? If the pain is severe, just lie on the stretcher and my son will push you back!"

Feng Linnuo felt a little sorry for his biological father Feng Xinglang, who kept frowning.

"Dad is fine... he can still hold on!"

He let out a breath of pain, "If your mother sees her biological father lying on a stretcher and being pushed home, then your mother will be sad again! She is still pregnant with her sister. We Two grown men can’t make Mommy sad!”

"Well! We can't make Mommy sad!"

The little guy shrugged his tender shoulders, "If the pain is severe, dad, just lie on your son's shoulders and rest for a while!"

"Let's go! My dear father can hold on! The thought of seeing your mommy makes my dear father feel like he's going home!"

Feng Xinglang chatted with his son to relieve the pain, but after just a few steps, he already broke out in a cold sweat.

After finally moving to the door of the ward, Feng Xinglang felt that he had walked as long as a century.

"Dad, hold your son's shoulders and stand still. Your son will open the door!"

The little guy seemed to be much more sensible and filial all of a sudden.

Perhaps because Xing No. 15 and No. 2 coveted his biological father, Feng Xinglang, the little guy felt that his father's love was more valuable and should be cherished.

Growth is always painful and joyful!

After opening the ward door, the little guy first glanced at the corridor outside the door and saw Yan Bang smoking a cigarette not far away.

For Yan Bang, it can be said that Feng Xinglang abused him thousands of times, but he still treats Feng Xinglang like his first love!

No matter how cruel Feng Xinglang said, Yan Bang still couldn't bear to leave, nor could he bear to leave the injured Feng Xinglang and his child.

"Da Bangbang, can you help me and my biological father?"

This was the first time Yan Bang had seen such a polite kid Lin Nuo. Could it be that this child suffered some unknown suffering at Seresto's place? !

In some ways, maybe Lin Nuo is still angry. For example, when Xing Shishi calls his biological father ‘Dad’, he can’t stand it!

The key point is that the battle between Hetun and Ceresto is over. Why does he still call his biological father 'Dad' without knowing the current affairs? !

Is it possible that he really wants to be the son of his own father, Feng Xinglang? !

Except for the children born by mommy, no one else can call their biological father ‘dad’! Not even godfather or adoptive father!

But the child Lin Nuo has still grown up.

For example, he seems to have realized that he cannot owe others too much kindness! If you owe something, you have to pay it back!

Perhaps it was precisely because Xing Fifteen One and Two were suffering on his behalf that his biological father was particularly partial to them. He actually allowed that child to call him 'Dad' all the time!

"Nono? Lang...what are you two, father and son, doing?"

Yan Bang quickly cut off the cigarette in his hand and ran over, only to find that Feng Xinglang wanted to leave.

"Dabangbang, my biological father is homesick, and he also misses my mommy... My biological father and I plan to go home to see my mommy!"

The little guy raised his head and answered Yan Bang's question.

"Lang, are you angry with me?"

Yan Bang thought that Feng Xinglang was making trouble to return to the Feng family because he had just said that Cong Gang would not survive.

"Okay, okay, I just said what I said indiscriminately. I shouldn't have said..."

"Yan Bang!"

Feng Xinglang scolded lightly and stopped what Yan Bang was saying, "I really want to go back and have a look... Mr. Yan, please give me a ride!"

"Okay, okay...I lost to you! You are my uncle, the living ancestor of my Yan State! I'm afraid of you!"

Yan Bang immediately stepped forward, leaned most of Feng Xinglang's weight on his body, and carried him to the corridor.

"Get a stretcher to push it! That way you can feel more comfortable!"

Yan Bang really couldn't bear to see the fresh blood overflowing from Feng Xinglang's newly bandaged wound.

"No, if Xueluo sees that I am so seriously injured, she will be so distressed that she sheds tears again!" Feng Xinglang gasped slightly in pain.

"Lang, let me ask you, are you stupid? From the hospital to the parking lot, and then from the parking lot to Feng's house, Lin Xueluo can't see whether you are walking or lying down! You must be so stubborn to walk by yourself, just You’re asking for trouble!”

Yan Bang paused and said, "If you don't want to lie on a stretcher, then I can only carry you downstairs to the parking lot!"

Feng Xinglang's lips twitched slightly, "Then I'd better lie on a stretcher!"

There was so much anguish and sadness piled up in Feng Xinglang's chest that he seemed to feel that every breath he took was as oppressive as a burden!

To be alive, is to be spared?

Or a different kind of purgatory?

Feng Xinglang, who was reborn after the disaster, knew clearly that he needed time to forget what had just happened!

Lying in the spacious RV, at least Feng Xinglang's body was comfortable.

Lin Nuo's kid must have been holding it in for a long time. As soon as he got into the RV, he went into the mountains and flowing water.

"Lang, does Cong Gang's death really make you feel so uncomfortable?"

Yan Bang seemed to be more concerned about Feng Xinglang's attitude and level of concern for Cong Gang.

"Yan Bang, if you dare to mention Cong Gang's death in front of Nuonuo and Xueluo, I will never have anything to do with you!" Feng Xinglang sternly said.

"Is it so serious?"

Yan Bang raised his thick eyebrows, "Okay, okay, I won't tell, I won't tell!"

"Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Don't hold on!"

Seeing that Feng Xinglang stopped talking, Yan Bang licked his face again and moved closer. It seemed that Cong Gang had died, and he felt inexplicably excited.

"Close your beak and I will feel better!"

Feng Xinglang gave Yan Bang a cold look.

…

When Feng Xinglang got out of the RV, he saw a slim woman standing at the door of the living room of the Feng family.

The light in the living room was reflected behind the woman, as if coated with a thin layer of auspicious light.

So peaceful, so gentle, so warm...

As beautiful as a goddess!