Even though Cong Gang had been injected with anesthetic, Feng Xinglang had kept Cong Gang's body confined throughout the entire operation to prevent him from resisting unexpectedly.
Cong Gang couldn't resist, nor could he move. His upper body was tightly held in Feng Xinglang's arms, and one could hear his strong and powerful heartbeat. It was a rhythm that could make one feel at ease.
Just when Cong Gang was feeling a little sleepy, he heard someone's nagging.
"Don't sleep, worm! Open your eyes, or I'll make you expose a little! "
Although it was vulgar, it was effective on Cong Gang. When he opened his eyes again, he could see someone's Adam's apple and his chiseled chin.
What surrounded him was not only a rare sense of security, but also the warmth of someone's body.
It was as warm as chocolate that had just begun to melt, bitter yet filled with a refreshing sweetness.
It was like an abyss and a harbor!
It was as if it was luring others to stop and rest forever!
But someone knew that he would only be a passerby!
The operation was successful. On the third day, Cong Gang left the sterile room and was transferred to a normal ward.
Just by smelling the dishes, Feng Xinglang knew that they were made by a chef from Imperial Dragon City. Cong Gang couldn't eat meat, so Feng Xinglang reluctantly tasted it for him.
He chewed with a good appetite, purposely wanting someone to see him drool.
Cong Gang wasn't interested in these high-calorie, greasy foods. So he didn't even look at them. He just listened in silence.
In Feng Xinglang's words, Cong Gang was a boring person with few desires. His life was too boring!
"Are you drooling? Give me a piece to satisfy your craving! " Feng Xinglang brought the Dongpo pork on his fork to Cong Gang's mouth. "Half of this Dongpo pork is fat, and the other half is lean. It's fragrant, fat, but not greasy. It also has the aroma of wine. It's bright red in color, rich in juice, crispy but not broken. It's very delicious.
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"Your fat body is quite suitable for this Dongpo pork!" Cong Gang replied faintly.
"…"
What he said …
Not only did it hurt his heart, but it also hurt his stomach!
Thinking about it, Feng Xinglang couldn't eat the Dongpo pork on his fork anymore!
"How can you disgust me when I eat meat? I'm strong, not fat, okay? Do they have to be so skinny that they can be blown away by the wind? "
"The okra is not bad. It suits your body very well." Cong Gang's tone was much gentler.
Clang! Feng Xinglang threw the Braised Pork into the plate along with the fork.
"I'm not eating anymore!" A certain someone said in a fit of pique.
In fact, Feng Xinglang was already seventy to eighty percent full. If he continued to eat those high-calorie foods, it would only serve to accumulate fat.
When Yan Bang entered, he happened to see Feng Xinglang smashing his fork.
In the past few days, he had been trying to find out more about his past with Feng Xinglang. He was smart enough to choose Bai Mo, the silly but sincere guy.
Bai Mo told him that the three of them were once so close that they could wear the same pants and play with the same woman! Especially towards Feng Xinglang, Yan Bang had risked his life more than once to save him!
Yan Bang asked Bai Mo, "Since I used to have such a deep brotherly relationship with Feng Xinglang, why is Feng Xinglang deliberately distancing himself from me now? Could it be that the brotherly relationship between them is just a fake plastic relationship? "
Bai Mo replied to Yan Bang, "If you can't remember, what other people say is useless!"
Yan Bang thought that all this was because of Feng Xinglang's fickleness! Feng Xinglang should be a selfish person!
"Is Director Feng complaining about the taste of Imperial Dragon City's food?"
Yan Bang stared at Feng Xinglang. It was a stare that made people uncomfortable. It was as if he wanted to see through Feng Xinglang's inner world.
But with Yan Bang's cultivation, wanting to see through Feng Xinglang, this kind of treacherous person who was not what he appeared to be, was not an easy thing to do!
"How would I dare! It is my honor that Director Yan and Mr. Songtai are willing to give me a bite of food! I'm so flattered! "
In front of the frustrated Yan Bang, he had a very good disguise!
Yan Bang had a feeling that he had seen this handsome guy somewhere before.
Was it in the dream when he had a migraine? Or was it in the depths of his memory?
When Feng Xinglang raised his eyes, he happened to meet Yan Bang's gaze. With just a glance, he turned his head away and slowly stood up.
"Since Mr. Songtai has a distinguished guest, I will not disturb you anymore! I will take my leave first! "
Although Feng Xinglang knew that Yan Bang was still stupid at this moment. But the way Feng Xinglang stared at him became complicated.
It was as if he was looking for some kind of answer from his face!
There were some things that could be forgotten, but they couldn't be repeated!
Or perhaps, someone would not allow it to be repeated like this!
Feng Xinglang turned around and was about to leave, but Cong Gang's voice came from behind him.
"Director Feng, please wait! We are partners from now on. There is nothing to avoid! "
Cong Gang's tone was very similar to someone's.
It was obvious that he wanted to make Feng Xinglang stay on purpose! He was forcing Feng Xinglang to face Yan Bang! Yan Bang who had lost his memory!
What was this damned bug trying to do?
Was he trying to embarrass him on purpose? Or did he really have something to talk about?
If Feng Xinglang left just like that, he would be too petty. Hence, Feng Xinglang returned to Yan Bang's sight.
Yan Bang stared at him, and he looked back at Yan Bang from time to time.
"Director Yan, do you think Director Feng looks familiar?"
Cong Gang spoke calmly, making the originally embarrassed atmosphere even more oppressive.
"He does look familiar … I feel like I have seen him somewhere before!" Yan Bang habitually pinched his chin with his fingers.
"Could this be a dream?"
Cong Gang joked. His sickly pale smile looked a little unnatural.
"Mr. Songtai, you must be joking. Even if I am lucky enough to enter Director Yan's dream, I am afraid it will only be a nightmare, right? I will be grateful if Director Yan does not treat me as a thorn in your flesh! "
Feng Xinglang subconsciously touched his neck. "The scar on my neck is still there. I don't dare to forget the pain!"
"Why, is Director Feng still holding a grudge?"
Yan Bang remembered holding a knife against Feng Xinglang's neck like it was yesterday. Because at that time, he was certain that Feng Xinglang was a sinister and cunning person!
"How would I dare to hold a grudge? That's what I deserve! "
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