Chapter 2035 Cong Gang (17)

The children in Fengchongchong seem to have figured out a rule:

As long as there are idle people coming to my father's ward, Big ChongChong will disappear; and after these idle people leave, Big ChongChong will show up again!

Therefore, when Big Chongchong could not be found, Feng Chongchong just sat quietly and waited for these people to leave! Then his big bug will come back again!

Xing Twelve originally wanted to tease the naturally dumb Xing Xiaochongzi, but after seeing Prince Xing on the hospital bed, his expression became gloomy. He knew that his adoptive father, Hetun, was feeling heartbroken again!

"This damn Bai Mo, how dare you hurt my son A Lang?! He is looking for death!"

Hetun's myoelectric arm could not be installed successfully due to the short time, so he simply asked the doctor to remove it. The so-called myoelectric prosthetic arm is an amputee's brain nerve that controls the movement of the residual limb muscles to generate myoelectric signals. The myoelectric signals are amplified and used to control a micro motor and drive the transmission system to drive the prosthetic hand to move according to the person's will. Seed body

External force source upper limb prosthesis.

"Father, don't worry, Bai Mo can't run away!" Xing Twelve comforted Hetun.

"Well! He really can't escape from my grasp!" Hetun snorted coldly.

"Father... foster father? Are you back, foster father?" Feng Linnuo woke up and saw his foster father Hetun, who had not seen him for more than a month.

"Fifteen...did my foster father wake you up? Come here and let your foster father hug you!"

When looking at his son and grandson, Hetun's eyes still show kindness.

Xing Twelve immediately picked up Lin Nuo and sent him to Hetun's arms.

"My foster father really misses you so much!" He Tun kissed his eldest grandson's little face, his eyes full of tenderness, "Do you miss your foster father?"

"Fifteen misses my adoptive father very much!"

The little guy rested on Hetun's left shoulder and saw that his adoptive father's right arm was still empty. "Father, why didn't you install a prosthetic arm? Do they think you are too old to install it?"

"We were almost getting along...but as soon as I heard that your biological father had been beaten, my adoptive father hurried back!" Xing Twelve answered.

"That silly Dabai was so annoying that he sent someone to break my father's leg! But I have already avenged my father!"

Looking at his biological father lying on the hospital bed, the little guy was still dissatisfied with Bai Mo.

"Revenge? Oh, you should tell your adoptive father how you avenged your biological father?" Hetun asked with a snort.

"I rewarded Silly Dabai with three crossbow arrows! But he only hit one! His arm will be disabled for several days!" The little guy told his adoptive father Hetun his heroic deeds of avenging his biological father. .

"How can that be enough?! If you hurt my son Hetun, I will make his life worse than death!" Hetun snorted coldly.

In fact, Feng Xinglang woke up early, but he just didn't want to open his eyes. But when Hetun talked about making Bai Mo's life worse than death, he had to open his eyes.

"Alang...Alang...are you awake? How is your leg? Does it hurt too much?"

To be honest, when he saw the concerned old faces in Hetun, Feng Xinglang almost had an illusion... was this the care of the perpetrator? The tear of crocodile?

Why is he, Feng Xinglang, lying on the hospital bed at this moment...isn't it a gift from Baihetun?

"Why are you here?" Feng Xinglang asked quietly, seeming a little impatient.

"My only biological son was beaten. Do you think I, the father, can't come back?"

Hetun really wanted to hold his son Feng Xinglang in his arms like his grandson Fifteen; but he knew that his son didn't like him doing this.

"You probably haven't asked the doctor yet, right? The reason why I need leg bone correction is because of the old injury on my left leg!"

Feng Xinglang looked deeply at Hetun, "And these old injuries are all thanks to you!"

Hetun's expression became quite sad, "Alang, are you still angry with Dad?" He sighed longly, "It is indeed Dad who is sorry for you... It's all Dad's fault! Dad is guilty!"

This kind of verbal confession has no meaning at all to Feng Xinglang!

If Feng Xinglang really refuses to forgive Hetun, he must have plenty of ways to deal with him! It's even more impossible for him to interfere in his life like this! It was also impossible to hold his own son in his arms and kiss him!

"Okay, you'd better go and confess to my mother!" Feng Xinglang stopped Hetun's chatter.

"Prince Xing, my adoptive father has been traveling day and night for more than ten hours because of your injury. He hasn't even had a drop of water or even closed his eyelids!" Xing Twelve really couldn't bear to feel sad for Hetun.

So what? Can it make up for the sins he committed? Or can he save his mother Su He's life?

"Alang, I went to consult your attending physician. He said that you had a new injury combined with an old injury, and had to undergo leg bone correction surgery! Fortunately, the correction surgery was successful. As long as you take good care of it in the future, it will not happen again. My legs are short or lame."

Of course he would be concerned about his son's injury; so on the way to see his son, he had already consulted the American doctor on the phone.

"Okay, you have nothing to do here. You should go back and rest!"

When he thought of something, Feng Xinglang reminded him again: "Don't get involved in the matter between me and Bai Mo! I will handle it myself!"

Without blending, that's impossible! But in order for his son to be able to raise his legs with peace of mind, Hetun did not answer the call.

"Dad wants to spend a little more time with you...and Nono and Xiaochong."

Hetun, who was once so arrogant and domineering, could become so humble in front of his own son.

"I don't need you to accompany me! Nono, go and send your adoptive father back!"

Feng Xinglang turned his head sideways and began to rest with his eyes closed. If it weren't for the fact that he couldn't stand up, he would definitely give Hetun a back.

"Then I'll let Lao Twelve stay and take care of you!" Seeing his own son, he began to give him a cold look, so Hetun couldn't stay any longer.

"No! I will take good care of Xinglang!" The person who answered was Feng Lixin who had just arrived from the Public Security Bureau.

"Then...thank you for your hard work!" Hetun smiled politely.

"Xinglang and I are brothers, so why bother talking about it?"

Feng Lixin, who should have hated Hetun, was willing to let go of his hatred because Hetun was the biological father of his precious brother.

While he was talking, Feng Lixin had already sat beside the hospital bed and straightened the thin blanket for Feng Xinglang on the bed.

"Dad, I'll send my adoptive father back first!"

Knowing that his adoptive father is not popular with his biological father, the little guy is reluctant to let go of his elderly adoptive father, who is too embarrassed.

"Xiao Chong... you should also follow us back to Repulse Bay!" Xing Twelve came forward to hug the little friend Feng Chongchong who was sitting quietly.

Unexpectedly, the little guy's reaction was quite resistant, "Don't touch me!"

Normally, Xing Twelve would definitely 'touch' the little guy to tease him, but the situation at this time was really not suitable.

"Then Brother Twelve will come see you tomorrow!"

Xing Twelve reached over and wanted to touch the little guy's baby face, but the little guy avoided it with caution.

I didn’t expect that in just over a month, the little thing would react so quickly? Xing Twelve likes little things more and more! I really want to take the little thing back and raise it myself!

"Okay, don't pretend to be asleep! Hetun has left!"

After Hetun left, Feng Lixin called up Feng Xinglang, who was pretending to be asleep.

"It's such a hot day, why don't you tire yourself out by running around!" Feng Xinglang squinted his eyes slightly, looking really depressed. "The crooked monkey who beat you has been caught by the police! He confessed that he received one million from Bai Mo, the crown prince of Yezhuang, before he attacked you. A dark organization was also involved. However, They're all just street gangsters making small troubles.

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Feng Xinglang did not reach out to receive the information handed over by Feng Lixin. Because he knows what exactly is going on than anyone else.

"But I have a question: How did those gangsters headed by Crooked Monkey avoid Basong and Xing Shiqi and finally hurt you?"

Feng Lixin is quite thoughtful, "Crooked Monkey and the others are just show-offs at best, but they were able to defeat Basong and Xing Shiqi, who are professional killers... Don't you think it's strange?"

"What's so strange? It's just me who's unlucky!"

Feng Xinglang said perfunctorily, "Brother, don't worry about this! Since Mr. Bai has already come to apologize to me, let's just let it go!"

"That won't work! There are such dark forces in Shencheng who dare to attack you. You must beat them hard! Otherwise, they will dare to come a second or third time!" Feng Lixin's words are indeed true. reason.

But he would never have thought that all this was just a game played by Cong Gang!

"Then let the police investigate! Don't worry about it!"

Feng Xinglang subconsciously glanced at the bathroom: I wonder if the police will find Cong Gang? What if Bai Mo confessed to the police that Cong Gang was responsible for the leniency... wouldn't Cong Gang just shoot himself in the foot? !

Feng Xinglang was a little confused: Why did Cong Gang want to find a social gangster like Waihou? If you don't find this crooked monkey, you can still blame Bai Mo.

Or maybe he doesn't have enough manpower? Find a crooked monkey to make up the numbers?

"How can I not worry about your affairs! You are the backbone of our Feng family! You can't be hurt!" Feng Lixin held Feng Xinglang's hand.

"Brother, I'm worried that Hetun will find trouble for Bai Mo! You can tell Mr. Bai in a subtle way and ask him to hide Bai Mo in the Bai Mansion for a few days, and don't come out to seek death again!"

Feng Lixin patted Feng Xinglang's shoulder lightly, "Xinglang, you have brotherly feelings for Bai Mo, but he may not feel like a brother to you!"

"Uncle, let's go...Daddy wants to huff!"

The kid Feng Chongchong who had been silent for a long time suddenly said this. It was rare that he still remembered to call him Uncle Feng Lixin.

"Chongchong doesn't like uncle here disturbing your father's sleep?" Feng Lixin came up and wanted to hug the quirky little guy, but the little guy ran away immediately.

"Chongchong...Chongchong...where are you going?" Feng Lixin stepped forward to chase him.

"Okay, brother, stop chasing him, Chongchong can't be lost! As soon as you leave, he will be back soon!"

"Are you just letting yourself go like this?"

Feng Lixin was still a little worried, "Xiao Chong is so weird... really don't need to see a child psychiatrist?" "My son is not sick, so why should he see a doctor!"