Chapter 408 Just Play as You Please!

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Worried that it would make him uncomfortable if it remained in Feng Xinglang's muscles, Cong Gang wanted to take the anesthetic out of Feng Xinglang's muscles before it wore off.

Cong Gang first touched it gently and vigorously with his fingertips: knowing that Feng Xinglang was still under anesthesia and could not feel pain at all, Cong Gang was still cautious. He was afraid of hurting his second master Feng.

But the entire bicep was touched, and the tracker was not touched.

How could it be missing? Could it be that Hetun discovered it and took it out?

Cong Gang carefully removed the gauze on the wound and found that the wound was larger. It's not the kind of injury caused by a blunt instrument...

It should have been taken out by someone!

It is impossible for my own body to expel that thing in such a short period of time. But as time goes by, it may become less clear.

It was no longer important to Feng Xinglang, who had been rescued by him, that the tracker was still missing. As long as the tracker is activated, the thing is equivalent to a discarded plastic-like item with no value.

After a pause, seemingly idle, Cong Gang wanted to activate the tracker and see where it had gone. Is it still somewhere in Feng Xinglang's body? Because of the plastic material, ordinary instruments cannot detect it.

But when he stood up, he discovered that the trigger was still in the canvas bag, and the canvas bag was still on the yacht when he escaped.

At that time, he was in a hurry to get ashore, and Cong Gang's heart was completely concerned about the seriously injured Feng Erye. Although Feng Xinglang was given preliminary bleeding control and infusion treatment, Cong Gang knew that these would not last long. The bullet from Feng Xinglang's body must be removed as soon as possible.

Feng Xinglang, whose legs and left chest were injured, could no longer be carried away from the yacht on his shoulders; Cong Gang could only carry Feng Xinglang into an off-road vehicle on the shore using a horizontal support.

Naturally, I couldn't spare my hands to carry back my canvas bag. Of course, at that time, Cong Gang didn't even think about the canvas bag. He just wanted to take Feng Xinglang away as soon as possible and race against time to perform the bullet removal operation.

Before setting off, Cong Gang had already told Dr. Liang to make full preparations. He asked Dr. Liang to prepare 6,000 milliliters of blood, which was almost enough to replace Feng Xinglang's whole body.

Because Cong Gang knows Hetun so well! He knew that Hetun would not let Feng Xinglang do any multiple-choice questions easily.

At this moment, Cong Gang would certainly not abandon Feng Xinglang, who was seriously injured and unconscious, and go to get some canvas bag.

In Cong Gang's eyes, no one else or anything was as important as him, Second Master Feng.

He quietly looked at Feng Xinglang, who was still in a coma, and occasionally glanced at the vital signs detector, which was gradually stabilizing.

He knew that it was only a matter of time before Feng Xinglang woke up.

Because his split scalp had to be sutured, Feng Xinglang's unruly short hair had been shaved off. Although it did not affect his handsomeness, Cong Gang always felt that Feng Xinglang would be more handsome with his hair.

So, he found a soft towel and placed it slightly on Feng Xinglang's head, covering half of his forehead.

The blood on Feng Xinglang's wound had been cleaned before and during the operation; but other parts of the body were still dirty.

Cong Gang had a mysophobia since he was young. Even more so, the surgical stains on Feng Xinglang's body could not be seen.

He brought a basin of warm water, and Cong Gang wiped the large area with a towel; for the small area, near the wound, he used medical gauze to wipe it bit by bit.

It feels like I treat him with more care than I do with my own father or my own son.

Only when the warm towel covered Feng Xinglang's softest part, he let out an uneasy grunt.

"It's me, Cong Gang...it's okay...you are safe now."

After Cong Gang muttered three times in a row, Feng Xinglang regained his composure.

Immediately afterwards, Feng Xinglang's nightmare murmur was heard:

"Xueluo...Xueluo...save her...child...child..."

The murmur of the nightmare lasted for more than ten seconds, and Feng Xinglang once again fell into the drowsy aftermath.

Cong Gang heard it and knew what Feng Xinglang was thinking, but Cong Gang didn't do anything and still stayed by Feng Xinglang's side.

There is only one master in his heart. The other three aunts and six aunts are not within the scope of his service.

After wiping off the dirt on Feng Xinglang's body, Cong just called Ye Shinian. It is still the kind without calling number.

"Ye Shinian, go to the Repulse Bay Pier," Cong Gang reported the yacht's number to Ye Shinian.

"There is a canvas bag inside, take it out for me! Don't look at the contents, let alone touch them!"

Ye Shinian on the other end of the phone was stunned for a few moments before he responded jokingly: "Boss Cong, are you calling me from hell?"

"Yes! What, you want to come down and play together?"

Cong Gang teased Ye Shinian's panic with a serious smile.

"No... no need! Just play as you please!"

Ye Shinian had goosebumps all over his body.

"Go now! The sooner the better!" Cong Gang urged sharply.

It wasn't until Cong Gang was about to hang up the phone that Ye Shinian remembered to ask Cong Gang about the whereabouts of him and Feng Xinglang.

"Don't, don't hang up, Boss Cong, is Brother Lang with you? Where are you now?"

"In hell! You take a knife and put it on your neck, and you'll see us soon!"

Ye Shinian really couldn't appreciate Cong Gang's cold humor.

"Hey...hey...hey! He died!"

Ye Shinian was quite courageous, but he was still frightened by Cong Gang.

Only after he was stunned did he realize: Cong Gang seemed to have asked him to get a canvas bag from a yacht at the Repulse Bay Pier.

It's just the number of that yacht...

Ye Shinian was puzzled by its 'number'! Because he was just patronizing Leng Shen'er.

When I wanted to call back and ask Cong Gang again, I seemed to have no idea what the unknown calling number was!

It's over, now we can only rush to the dock of Repulse Bay and let the brothers find it one by one.

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Feng Lixin seemed to have endless worries.

On the one hand, he, Ye Shinian and Yan Bang kept asking about news about his younger brother Feng Xinglang;

On the other hand, he asked Lao Chu about the whereabouts of his sister-in-law Lin Xueruo.

Lao Chu told him that Lin Xueluo's whereabouts was not found on the cruise ship in Hetun. They used all kinds of high-tech life detectors inside and outside, but they didn't find anyone on the cruise ship except the Hetun gang.

Since Feng Lixin was so certain that Lin Xueluo had stayed with him on the cruise ship in Hetun, Lao Chu came to the conclusion that there was a high chance that Lin Xueluo's body was thrown into the sea.