Worried that it would make him uncomfortable if it was still resting in Feng Xinglang's muscles, Cong Gang wanted to take it out of Feng Xinglang's muscles while the anesthetic had not yet taken effect.

Cong Gang first touched it lightly with his fingertips: knowing that Feng Xinglang was still in a state of anesthesia and couldn't feel pain at all, Cong Gang was still cautious. for fear of hurting his second master.

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

How could it be gone? Could it be that it was found and taken out by Hetun?

Cong Gang cautiously uncovered the gauze on the wound and found that the area of the wound was larger. Not the kind of blunt force injuries......

It should have been taken out!

It is impossible for one's own body to squeeze out that thing in such a short period of time. But after a long time, it may not be possible.

Whether the tracker is lost or not is not important to Feng Xinglang, who has been rescued by him. As long as the tracker is activated, it is equivalent to a discarded plastic-like item, with no value.

After a pause, it seemed that idleness was idleness, and Cong Gang wanted to activate the tracker to see where it had gone. Will it still be somewhere in Feng Xinglang's body? Because of the material of that kind of plastic, ordinary instruments cannot detect it.

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

At that time, he was in a hurry to go ashore, and Cong Gang's heart was completely concerned about Feng Erye, who was seriously injured, although Feng Xinglang was treated with hemostasis and infusion in the early stage, but Cong Gang knew that those would not last long. The bullet in Feng Xinglang's body must be taken out as soon as possible.

Feng Xinglang, who was injured in the leg and left Hun chamber, could no longer be taken away from the yacht by shoulder; Cong Gang could only hug Feng Xinglang onto the off-road vehicle on the shore by hugging him.

Naturally, he couldn't spare his hands to carry back his canvas bag. Of course, Cong Gang at that time didn't think of any canvas bag at all, he just wanted to leave with Feng Xinglang as soon as possible, and race against time to go for the bullet removal operation.

Before leaving, Cong Gang had already told Dr. Liang to be fully prepared. He asked Doctor Liang to prepare 6,000 milliliters of blood, which was almost enough for Feng Xinglang's whole body to change the amount of blood.

Because Cong Gang knows Hetun too well! He knew that Hetun would not let Feng Xinglang easily do what multiple-choice questions he had.

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

In Cong Gang's eyes, anyone else, anything, is not as important as his second master.

He quietly looked at Feng Xinglang, who was still in a coma, and glanced at the vital signs detector that gradually stabilized from time to time.

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

Because of the need to stitch up the cracked scalp, Feng Xinglang's unruly short hair has been shaved clean, although it has not affected his handsomeness, but Cong Gang always feels that Feng Xinglang is still more handsome with his hair.

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

The blood stains on Feng Xinglang's wound have been cleaned up before and during the operation; But the rest of the body is still dirty.

Cong Gang has a habit of cleanliness. Even more so, I can't see the surgical stains on Feng Xinglang's body.

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

I feel more attentive than treating my own son, or my son.

It was only when the warm towel covered the softest part of Feng Xinglang that he let out an uneasy grunt.

"It's me, Cong Gang...... It's all right...... You are safe now. ”

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

Immediately after, I heard the nightmare murmur from Feng Xinglang:

"Snow falls...... Snow falls...... Save her...... Child...... Kid ......"

The nightmare's murmur lasted for more than ten seconds, and Feng Xinglang fell into a groggy after-effect again.

Cong Gang heard it, he knew Feng Xinglang's thoughts, but Cong Gang didn't do it, and still stayed by Feng Xinglang's side every inch.

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

After wiping the dirt on Feng Xinglang's body, Cong just made a phone call to Ye Shinian. It's still the kind without a caller number.

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

"There's a canvas bag in there, you take it out for me! Don't look at the things inside, let alone touch them! ”

Ye Shinian on the other end of the phone was stunned for a few moments before he replied teasingly: "Boss Cong, you shouldn't have called me from hell, right?" ”

"Yes! What, do you want to come down and have fun together? ”

Cong Gang teased Ye Shinian's horror without smiling.

"No...... No more! It's good that you're always having fun! ”

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! Put a knife on your neck, and you'll see us in a moment!" ”

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

"Hey...... Feed...... Rely on it! It was actually hung up! ”

Ye Shinian's courage was not small, but he was still stunned by Cong Gang.

After being stunned, he realized that Cong Gang had just asked him to go to a yacht at Repulse Bay Pier to get a canvas bag.

Just the number of that yacht......

Ye Shinian couldn't figure out his 'number'! Because he had just come to be stunned.

When I wanted to call back and ask Cong Gang again, I didn't seem to know what that caller number was!

It's over, and now I can only rush to the pier in Repulse Bay and let the brothers go to find it one by one.

Feng Lixin seems to have an unfinished heart.

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

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

Lao Chu told him: On the cruise ship in Hetun, Lin Xueluo's whereabouts were not found. Inside and out, they used all kinds of high-tech life detectors, and they didn't find anyone on the cruise ship except for the Hetun gang.

Given that Feng Lixin was so sure that Lin Xueluo had stayed with him on the cruise ship in Hetun, Lao Chu came to the conclusion that there was a high probability that Lin Xueluo would be thrown into the sea.

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