Chapter 408
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He was worried that it would make Feng Xinglang uncomfortable if it was still in his muscles, so Cong Gang wanted to take it out of Feng Xinglang's muscles before the anesthetic wore off.
Cong Gang first used his fingertips to touch it gently and firmly. He knew that Feng Xinglang was still in a state of anesthesia and could not feel any pain, but Cong Gang was still very careful. He was afraid that he would hurt Second Master Feng.
However, after touching his entire biceps, he did not feel the existence of the tracker.
How could it be missing? Could it be that He Tun found out and took it out?
Cong Gang carefully removed the gauze on the wound and found that the area of the wound was larger. It was not the kind that was injured 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 period of time. However, it might not be possible after a long time.
Whether or not the tracker was lost was not important to Feng Xinglang, who had been rescued by him. As long as the tracker was activated, it was equivalent to a discarded plastic object. It had no value.
After a pause, Cong Gang seemed to have nothing to do. He wanted to activate the tracker to see where it went. Could it still be somewhere in Feng Xinglang's body? Because the material of that kind of plastic could not be detected by ordinary instruments.
However, after standing up, he realized 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 go ashore. Cong Gang's heart was completely worried about the seriously injured Second Master Feng. Although he had given Feng Xinglang an early hemostasis and an infusion, Cong Gang knew that it would not last long. He had to remove the bullet from Feng Xinglang's body as soon as possible.
Feng Xinglang, who was injured in the leg and left chest, could no longer be carried off the yacht on his shoulder. Cong Gang could only carry Feng Xinglang to the off-road vehicle on the shore.
Naturally, he could not free his hands to carry back his canvas bag. Of course, at that time, Cong Gang did not think about the canvas bag at all. He only wanted to leave with Feng Xinglang as soon as possible and race against time to remove the bullet.
Before leaving, Cong Gang had already instructed Doctor Liang to make sufficient preparations. He asked Doctor Liang to prepare 6,000 milliliters of blood, which was almost enough for Feng Xinglang to change his entire body.
Because Cong Gang knew He Tun too well! He knew that He Tun wouldn't let Feng Xinglang make a choice so easily.
At this moment, Cong Gang naturally would not abandon the heavily injured and unconscious Feng Xinglang to retrieve some canvas bag.
In Cong Gang's eyes, no one or anything else was more important than him.
He quietly looked at Feng Xinglang, who was still unconscious. From time to time, he would glance at the vital signs detector that was gradually stabilizing.
He knew that it was only a matter of time before Feng Xinglang woke up.
Feng Xinglang's unruly short hair had been shaved clean because of the need to stitch up his split scalp. Although it did not affect his handsomeness, Cong Gang always felt that Feng Xinglang looked more handsome with his hair still.
Thus, he found a soft towel and placed it slightly on Feng Xinglang's head, covering half of his forehead.
The bloodstains on Feng Xinglang's wound had already been cleaned before and during the operation, but the rest of his body was still dirty.
Cong Gang was a little obsessed with cleanliness. He couldn't see the surgical stains on Feng Xinglang's body.
He fetched a basin of warm water. Cong Gang used the towel to wipe the large areas; he used gauze to clean the small areas near the wound bit by bit.
He felt that he was more attentive than he was to his own father or son.
When the warm towel covered the softest part of Feng Xinglang, he let out an uneasy moan.
"It's me, Cong Gang … It's okay … You're safe now."
Feng Xinglang only calmed down after Cong Gang murmured three times in a row.
Following that, he heard Feng Xinglang's nightmare murmur.
"Xue Luo … Xue Luo … Save her … Child … Child …"
The nightmare's murmur lasted for more than ten seconds. Feng Xinglang once again fell into a state of dizziness.
Cong Gang heard it. He knew what Feng Xinglang was thinking, but Cong Gang didn't do it. He still stayed by Feng Xinglang's side.
He only had one master in his heart. As for the other three aunts and six aunts, none of them were within the scope of his service.
After wiping the dirt off Feng Xinglang's body, Cong Gang called Ye Shinian. It was still the kind with no owner's number.
"Ye Shinian, go to the Repulse Bay Pier." Cong Gang told Ye Shinian the yacht's serial number.
"There's a canvas bag inside. Take it out for me! Don't look at it, and don't touch it! "
On the other end of the phone, Ye Shinian was stunned for a while before replying teasingly, "Boss Cong, did you call me from Hell?"
"Yes! Why, do you want to come down and play? "
Cong Gang kept a straight face as he teased Ye Shinian's fear.
"No … No need! It's good that you're having fun! "
Ye Shinian had goosebumps all over his body.
"Go now! The faster the better! "Cong Gang urged sternly.
Ye Shinian only remembered to ask Cong Gang about his and Feng Xinglang's whereabouts when Cong Gang was about to hang up.
"Don't, don't hang up, Boss Cong. Is Brother Lang with you? Where are you now? "
"In Hell! Take a knife and cut your neck. You'll see us in a while! "
Ye Shinian really couldn't appreciate Cong Gang's dry humor.
"Hey … Hey … F * ck! He hung up! "
Ye Shinian was quite courageous, but he was still frightened by Cong Gang.
After a while, he realized that Cong Gang seemed to have asked him to go to a yacht at the Repulse Bay Pier to get a canvas bag.
But the yacht's serial number …
Ye Shinian couldn't figure out the 'serial number'! Because he was in a daze just now.
When he wanted to call back and ask Cong Gang again, he already didn't know what that unowned number was!
Oh no, now he could only rush to the Repulse Bay Pier and let his brothers search one by one.
*****
Feng Lixin seemed to have a lot of worries.
On one hand, he kept asking Ye Shinian and Yan Bang about his brother Feng Xinglang.
On the other hand, he asked Old Chu about the whereabouts of his sister-in-law, Lin Xueluo.
Old Chu told him that they couldn't find Lin Xueluo on the yacht at Hetun. They used all kinds of high-tech life detectors inside and out, but they didn't find anyone on the yacht other than the people from Hetun.
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