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Chapter 408: As long as you are at ease!

Worried that it would make Feng Xinglang feel uncomfortable to leave it in place, Cong Gang wanted to take it out from Feng Xinglang's muscles before the effects of the anesthetic were over.

Cong Gang touched her abdomen with force that was as light as a finger. She knew very well that Feng Xinglang was still in a state of anesthesia and wouldn't feel any pain, but Cong Gang still remained very careful. He was afraid that Second Master Feng would hurt him.

However, after the entire biceps was touched, there was no sign of the tracker.

How could it be gone? Could it be that the Hetun found him and took him out?

Cong Gang carefully removed the gauze covering the wound, discovering that the wound area was a bit larger. It wasn't the kind of wound that was caused by a blunt instrument.

It should have been taken out by someone!

It was impossible for his body to expel that thing in such a short amount of time. But after a while, he might not be able to make it.

To Feng Xinglang, who had already been rescued by Yue Yang, it was not important whether he lost the tracker or not. As long as the tracker was activated, that thing would be equivalent to an abandoned plastic object. It would have no value at all.

Cong Gang wanted to activate the tracking device and see where it had gone to. Could it still be somewhere in Feng Xinglang's body? Because of the material of that type of plastic, ordinary instruments were unable to detect it.

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

At that time, he had landed in a hurry, and Cong Gang's heart was completely concerned about the heavily injured Second Master Feng. Although Feng Xinglang had been treated with hemostasis and fluids in the early stages, Cong Gang knew that he wouldn't be able to sustain those injuries for long. The bullet in Feng Xinglang's body must be taken out as soon as possible.

Feng Xinglang's injured leg and left arm could no longer be carried out of the yacht. Cong Gang could only carry him on his shoulder to the SUV on the shore.

Naturally, he would not have the free hand to carry his canvas bag back. Of course, at that time, Cong Gang did not even think about that canvas bag at all. All he wanted to do was to bring Feng Xinglang away as soon as possible, and take every second to do the bullet surgery.

Before they set off, Cong Gang had already warned Doctor Liang to make sufficient preparations. He had Doctor Liang prepare six thousand milliliters of blood, which was almost enough for Feng Xinglang to change the amount of blood in his entire body.

Because Cong Gang knew Hetun too well! He knew that the Hetun wouldn't let Feng Xinglang easily choose any choice.

At this moment, Cong Gang obviously would not abandon the heavily injured and unconscious Feng Xinglang. Instead, he went forward to retrieve some canvas bag.

In Cong Gang's eyes, no matter what, no one was more important than Second Master Feng.

He quietly looked at the unconscious Feng Xinglang, and from time to time he glanced at the vital signs detection device that was levelling up.

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

Because he had to sew up a split in his scalp, Feng Xinglang's wild short hair had already been shaved clean. Although it did not affect his handsomeness, Cong Gang felt that it was better to have a head full of hair.

Thus, he found a soft towel and lightly draped it over Feng Xinglang's head, covering half of his forehead.

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

Cong Gang was a little germaphobic. Furthermore, the wounds on Feng Xinglang's body could not be seen.

He brought over a basin of warm water, and for a large area, Cong Gang used a towel to dry. For small areas that were near the wounds, he used a medical gauze to dry them.

He felt that he was even more attentive than when he was with his father or his son.

When the most delicate part of Feng Xinglang's body was covered by the warm towel, he let out an uneasy grunt.

"It's me, Cong Gang … It's fine... You are safe now. "

After Cong Gang murmured to himself thrice in succession, only then did he return to silence.

Following that, Feng Xinglang's nightmarish mutterings could be heard:

"Xueluo... Xueluo... Save her …. Child... "Child …"

After muttering from the nightmare for more than ten seconds, Feng Xinglang once again fell into a daze.

Cong Gang heard it, he knew what Feng Xinglang was thinking, but Cong Gang did not do it, and continued to stay by Feng Xinglang's side.

He only had one master in his heart. None of the other aunts were within his reach.

After wiping off the filth on Feng Xinglang's body, Cong Gang called Ye Xiaonian. He was still the same type of person who called out numbers without a owner.

"Ye Xiaonian, you go to the Shallow Water Bay Pier for a while," Cong Gang reported the number of the yacht to Ye Xiaonian.

"There's a canvas bag inside. Take it out for me!" You are not allowed to look at the things inside, and even more so, you are not allowed to touch them! "

On the other side of the phone, Ye Xiaonian was stunned for a moment before replying jokingly, "Boss Cong, you didn't call me from hell did you?"

"That's right! "What, you want to come down and play?"

Cong Gang joked with Ye Xiaonian's panic-stricken look.

"No …" No need! "As long as you are at ease!"

All the goosebumps on Ye Chong rose.

"Now! The faster the better! " Cong Gang urged.

It wasn't until Cong Gang hung up the phone did Ye Xiaonian remember to ask Cong Gang about his and his whereabouts.

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

"In hell! Take a knife and rub it against your own neck. You'll see us soon! "

Ye Xiaonian was truly unable to appreciate Cong Gang's cold humor.

"Hey …" Hey … Relying on it! They actually died! "

Ye Xiaonian was brave, but he was still shocked by Cong Gang.

It was only after he was in a daze that he realized: Cong Gang asked him to go to the Shallow Water Bay Pier to get a canvas bag from a boat.

Only the number of the yacht.

Ye Chong could not think of a number anymore! Because he had just been in a daze.

When he wanted to call back and ask Cong Gang again, he did not know what the owner's number was anymore!

It's over, now we can only rush to the pier of Shallow Water Bay and let the brothers search one by one.

Feng Lixin seemed to have an inexhaustible heart.

On the other side, he was continuously asking around for news about his brother Feng Xinglang with Ye Xiaonian and Yan Bang.

On the side, he also asked Old Chu about the whereabouts of his younger brother's wife, Lin Xueluo.

Old Chu told him: On the cruise ship in Hetun, we didn't find Lin Xueluo's whereabouts. They had used all sorts of high-tech life detector inside and outside, but even then, they did not find anyone on the cruise besides the people from the Hetun.

Since Feng Lixin was so sure that he had stayed with him on the Hetun's cruise, Old Chu concluded that the chances of Lin Xueluo being thrown into the ocean was very high.

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