Chapter 1176: Coquettish

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Feng Xinglang's body was bitten by the overdrawn physical strength.
As soon as he got out of the plane, before stepping out of the airport, his pace faltered and he adjusted his breathing against the barrier of the passage.
"Isn't it about seeing Lan Youyou, are you too excited?"
Cong just teased. Then he came forward to support Feng Xinglang's body. In fact, he knew that Feng Xinglang, who was physically weak, had been gritting his teeth and insisting. To find a niece to seal the group; also to rush back to reunite with his wife and children as soon as possible.
Feng Xinglang admired Cong Gang's cold eyes, shook off his support, and raised his interest rate forward.
Cong Gang didn't want to use his own hot face to paste the cold face of Xinglang, so he followed him unhurriedly.
In view of Feng Xinglang's weak health, Cong Gang lived in a hotel near a nearby hospital. It also requires two standard rooms.
Cong Gang was intentional.
He didn't want to ask for Feng Xinglang who was ostracizing him!
There is a little bit of anger, which means it is ignored.
When Cong Gang was rushing for Liang and was about to rest, a slight angry clapping sound came from outside the door.
Like this unqualified way of knocking on the door, you don't need to guess that you must be the violent master of Feng Xinglang.
The door opened, Cong just saw Feng Xinglang in pajamas.
"I'm not used to something here ... you do it for me!"
Cong Gang wanted to ridicule: You are too arrogant! But when he saw Feng Xinglang's weak face, he nodded.
"You go back to the room and wait. I borrow their kitchen."
"I'll wait here for you! Hurry up! Hungry!"
Feng Xinglang squeezed Cong Gang, walked in, stepped on the bed that Cong Gang had just made, and nothing happened.
Cong Gang glanced sideways at Feng Xinglang who fell on the bed, took the room card, quickly changed his clothes and went out.
Like this upscale hotel, the ingredients Cong Gang wants are not difficult to find.
The sizzling risotto is much lighter than usual. Paired with coconut snack pudding in Bangkok. Coconut cream is added from the noodle soup, then charcoal roasted and matured, then served with crispy shallots, full of the light aroma of coconut.
When Cong had just returned to the room, Feng Xinglang was sleeping darkly. It was a drowsiness without sleep quality.
Cong Gang patted Feng Xinglang's back; he patted him five or six times in a row and failed to awaken him from his lethargy.
It wasn't until Cong Gang rolled a few pasta-soaked pasta into Feng Xinglang's mouth with a fork, and he opened his heavy eyelids strenuously.
"After eating, let's lose some nutrient solution." Cong Gang said gently.
Chewing on the boring pasta, Feng Xinglang's eyes fell on the charcoal-baked coconut pudding.
"Can this thing be eaten?"
"Can eat! I've tasted it, it's not poisonous!"
Cong just delivered a piece of charcoal-baked coconut pudding to Feng Xinglang's mouth; Feng Xinglang took a bite and felt a bit before he took a second bite.
"In order to see Lan Youyou, you are really fighting hard. Don't even care about your life?"
Cong Gang seems to be deliberately driving Feng Xinglang.
Feng Xinglang raised his eyes and looked deep into Cong Gang's eyes, and said in a deep voice: "My owe to my brother is like you have always owed me! Cong Gang, that feeling, you should understand Yes! Lan Youyou is just a woman I have played with ... nothing more! "
Cong Gang was silent for a few seconds, and his lips smiled, "But I don't think I owe you anything!"
"Is it?"
Feng Xinglang Lengheng, "You were called by me like a slave, wasn't it because you wanted to pay back my life-saving grace? I saved your life, and you have to repay me for life! Until you die Moment!"
"..." Cong Gang's eyebrows were deep and frowning. "Listen to what you mean, I haven't finished in my life ?! Why are you still relying on me?"
"Who made you so dead that I was saved! That's your blessing and your sorrow!"
Feng Xinglang fiddled with the pasta on the plate. "This side ... has it been salted?"
"Then do you know what salt looks like?" Cong Gang asked loudly.
"... I'm not an alien!"
Reluctantly took a few sips. Feng Xinglang had something to discuss with Cong Gang, but fell asleep again.
It's true that less salt has been added; but one thing is added!
In the chaos, Feng Xinglang felt the needle hurt on the back of his hand. Then a cool liquid was infused into his body along the meridians on the back of the hand. Slowly, the whole body and mind became comfortable.
To give Feng Xinglang a little nutrient solution, also have to play with such a method. Cong just sighed slightly before fixing the needle on Feng Xinglang's hand with adhesive tape.
After settling Fengxinglang well, Cong changed into a black sweater and went out.
Upon reaching the hotel's back door, someone got out of the bush. You can't see what a person looks like, but the means of hiding are very shrewd.
"I found it: Lan Youyou was in the Department of Hematology at Bangkok Hospital. After two days of treatment, she was able to speak! Xing San didn't mean to leave. It seems that she wants to wait until Lan Youyou's condition is stable."
"How many followers did Xing San bring?"
"Not much, about three or four!"
"Well, you continue to monitor Lan Youyou. Remember not to let Xing San find you!"
"Okay. Boss ..." The comer stopped talking.
"Say."
"It seems that Hetun also knows Xing San's whereabouts! I worry that Hetun will start with us first!"
Cong Gang could know Xing San's whereabouts; Hetun would also try to get it. But Cong Gang wondered: Did Hetun find Xing San's whereabouts by himself, or did he follow Bangkok with Feng Xinglang? !!
However, with such a prominent scourge of Feng Xinglang, it is really difficult to avoid Hetun's numerous eyeliners.
"Can't let Hetun start first! It is because Xing San falls in his hands, we can't know the whereabouts of Feng Tuan Tuan from Xing Sankou!"
"Just me and the third, I'm afraid he can't stop Hetun!"
"Rest assured that someone who was his own son came to stop him. No need for you to do it!"
Thinking about it, Cong Gang screamed ‘bad’ and flew towards the hotel ’s guest room without looking back.
"Boss ... don't hurry! Maybe Hetun will start tonight ..."
In the lobby of the hotel, Cong Congo saw Hetun, who was looking for his son. This old guy moves really fast.
It seems that this hotel is not a long stay. Cong just flew up from the entrance of the stairs.
By the time the waiter led Hetun and Xing Twelve to the gate, Cong Gang had already carried the sleeping Feng Fenglang down to the ground floor.
After seeing that no one answered the door for a long time, Hetun motioned, and Xing Shiren directly knocked the door open. There were no figures in the two close standard rooms. Only a plate of pasta and a bamboo basket holder were left.
Xing Shiliang smelled the smell of disinfectant alcohol. "It seems that someone is injured and is infusion!"
"This Cong Gang, what does he want to do to Alan?"
Hetun reached out and explored the temperature of the plate. "It's still warm. They shouldn't have gone far! You asked the old man to search with him!"
Feng Xinglang, who was drowsy, had no idea that the two groups were fighting hard to fight him.
It is really a hard labor to carry Feng Xinglang, who is physically fit, out of a taxi a few kilometers away.
After waiting for the taxi, Cong just realized: I made a mistake!
In order to prevent Hetun from starting Xingsan first, leaving Feng Xinglang to Hetun is undoubtedly the last resort. Because only Feng Xinglang can stop Hetun's reckless behavior without any effort.
Why did you take the plague out of trouble? !! I didn't say a lot of sweat, but I did nothing! Because it is not necessary at all!
Perseverance; out of reason, Cong Gang decided to send Feng Xinglang back!
With Xing San's alertness and deceit, if he wanted to hide the regiment, no one could find it. If Xing San had an accident, the whereabouts of that group would be a mystery with Xing San's death!
Looking for a needle in a haystack is not a matter of ten days and a half months. Maybe it will take one year and a half, or three years and five years.
But now returning to the hotel, it seems not suitable!
Cong Gang must first allow Feng Xinglang to see Lan Youyou's face, and let Lan Youyou urge Xing San to leave for Feng Tuantu's girl!
...
When Feng Xinglang woke up, it was already the next morning.
The two bottles of nutrient solution last night made him look pretty good, but still not up to the standard of full blood resurrection.
When Feng Xinglang saw the surroundings clearly, dissatisfaction erupted in his eyes. Fortunately, Cong Gang is also here.
"What the is this place?"
Such a youth hostel is synonymous with messiness in the eyes of Feng Xinglang.
"Your dad went to the hotel to fish for you last night, but I sweated and carried you out."
"Hetun also came to Bangkok?"
"Well! I saw it with my own eyes!"
Feng Xinglang immediately ripped off the blanket on his body, "Can't let Hetun start Xing San first! He'll fight against the grass!"
"So, you must rush to meet Lan Youyou in front of Hetun! Say what you have to say, and then happily run into the arms of your father and mother! Be coquettish, and let your father and mother do not start with Xing San. It's up! "
Cong Gang knew that Feng Xinglang was a puppet, but that was the end of the matter, and it was the most effective that he could only come forward to block Hetun.
"Then I'll see Lan Youyou now!"
"Don't worry! There will be an expert consultation this morning. Xing San should also participate in the discussion. You will have the opportunity to see Lan Youyou at that time!"
At Cong Gang's tone, he knew Xing San and Lan Youyo's whereabouts almost.
...
At about 10 am, Feng Xinglang in a white coat went into Lanyou's intensive care unit.
After staring at the woman in the bed wrapped in various detection instruments for a moment, Feng Xinglang took off her mask and ran her hand to pat her cheek.
Lan Youyou opened her eyes. She was shocked to see that the doctor in a white coat turned out to be Feng Xinglang.
She hardly believed her eyes: she could still see Feng Xinglang in her lifetime!
"You finally came."
"Why, are you still waiting for me ?!"
A word of "yes" makes Feng Xinglang's question meaningful.