Chapter 1612: Alternative purgatory

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The father and son hugged each other tightly, murmuring whisperingly, the calf was affectionate.
A few minutes later, Feng Xinglang pushed the little one in his arms away, "Nono, let's go home! Daddy really doesn't want to stay in this ghost place full of disinfectant smell!"
"But ... but you are still hurt, dear."
The little guy was worried about the injuries on his dad. After all, a bullet had just been removed from his rib cage. And Feng Xinglang's mental state is not ideal.
"Nuo Nuo, go home with your dad! Maybe ... maybe your mummy is waiting for us at home!"
Feng Xinglang has such a strong premonition that he will see his wife who hasn't seen him in a long time!
"Mummy is waiting for us at home?"
The little guy's eyes flashed with excitement and excitement. "Then let's go home quickly! My father and I will help you!"
After the effect of the anaesthetic, the pain of the wound doubled Feng Xinglang's nerves, feeling that every cell in the body was shouting; I can think of the family waiting for his wife who hasn't seen it for many days. Gritted his teeth and got out of the bed.
"Dad, how are you? Can you do it? If it hurts a lot, just lie on a stretcher, and your son will push you back!"
Feng Linnuo has some distressed Feng Xinglang who has been frowning.
"Dad is okay ... it's OK!"
Slightly sighed a painful breath, "If your mommy sees her dad being pushed home on a stretcher, then your mommy will be sad again! She is still pregnant with her sister, we Two big men can't make Mommy sad! "
"Well! We can't make Mommy sad!"
The little boy shrugged his childish shoulders. "If that dad hurts a lot, lie on his son's shoulders for a while!"
"Let's go! My dad can stand it! When I think of seeing your mommy, my dad will feel like an arrow!"
Feng Xinglang talked with his son about the pain, but after taking a few steps, he was already sweating.
After finally walking to the door of the ward, Feng Xinglang felt as if he had walked a long century.
"Dad, stand on the shoulders of your own son, and come to open the door!"
The little guy seemed to be a lot more sensible all of a sudden and filial piety.
Perhaps it was because of Xing Shiyi No. 1 and No. 2's concubine against his father and father, the little ones felt that their father's love was more precious and they should be cherished.
Growth is always painful and happy!
After opening the door of the ward, the little guy first looked at the corridor outside the door, and saw Yan Bang smoking not far away.
For Yan Bang, it can be said that Feng Xinglang abused him thousands of times, and he is still waiting for Feng Xinglang to be his first love!
Even though Feng Xinglang said something cruel, Yan Bang still couldn't bear it, and couldn't bear to leave the injured Feng Xinglang and his child.
"Dabangbang, can you help me and my dad?"
It is the first time that Yan Bang has met such a polite Lin Nuo. Shouldn't the child have suffered something unknown in Seresto? !!
In some ways, maybe Lin Nuo is still suffocating. For example, Xing Shifang called his dad ‘Dad’, and he could n’t stand it!
The point is that the battle between Hetun and Seresto has ended. Why should he call his own dad 'Dad' without knowing the current affairs? !!
Do you really want to be the son of your own father, Feng Xinglang? !!
Except for the children born by Mummy, other idle people can't call their dad 'daddy'! Godfather, right father!
But the children of Lin Nuo have grown up.
For example, he suddenly realized that he must not owe too much kindness to others! You owe it!
Perhaps because Xing Shiyi No. 1 and No. 2 were to suffer for him, his father and dad would particularly favor them. He was allowed to call him 'Dad' all the time!
"Nono? Lang ... what are your father and son doing?"
Yan Bang quickly cut off the cigarette in his hand and ran over, but found that Feng Xinglang had the intention to leave.
"Dabangbang, my dad is homesick, and he misses my mum too ... I and my dad are going home to see my mummy!"
The little boy looked up to answer Yan Bang's question.
"Lang, are you mad at me?"
Yan Bang thought that Feng Xinglang was clamoring to return to Feng family because he had just said that Cong Gang couldn't live.
"Xing Xing Xing, I just said nothing, I shouldn't say ..."
"Yanbang!"
Feng Xinglang whispered, and stopped the words behind Yan Bang, "I really want to go back and see ... Always give me a ride!"
"Okay ... I lost to you! You are my uncle, my living ancestor of Yanbang! I am afraid of you!"
Yan Bang immediately stepped forward, relying on most of Feng Xinglang's weight, and moved him into the corridor.
"Get a stretcher and push it! That way you can be more comfortable!"
Yan Bang couldn't bear to seal Xinglang's bandaged wounds, and new blood spilled.
"No, if Xueluo saw me so badly, she would be so distressed that she shed tears again!" Feng Xinglang gasped achingly.
"Lang, I said that you were stupid: From the hospital to the parking lot, and then from the parking lot to the home, Lin Xueluo couldn't see whether you were walking or lying down! You have to walk around like this, just Are asking for trouble! "
Yan Bang paused, "You don't want to lie on a stretcher, so I can only hold you down the stairs to the parking lot!"
Feng Xinglang pulled his lips slightly. "Then I'll lie on a stretcher!"
There are too many distresses and sorrows accumulated in Feng Xinglang's chest. He seems to feel that every breath he takes is suppressed like a burden!
Is it alive to survive?
Or an alternative purgatory?
Feng Xinglang, who was reborn after the disaster, knows clearly that he needs time to forget everything that just happened!
Lying in a spacious RV, at least Feng Xinglang's body is comfortable.
Lin Nuo's kid should have been lingering for a long time.
"Lang, Cong Gang's death, really makes you so uncomfortable?"
Yan Bang seems to care more about Feng Xinglang's attitude towards Cong Gang.
"Yan Bang, if you dare Cong Gang's death before Nuo Nuo and Xue face, Lao Tzu will never associate with you!" Feng Xinglang whispered.
"So serious?"
Yan Bang raised his eyebrows. "Yes, I don't say, don't say!"
"Is there any discomfort? Don't hold on!"
Seeing Feng Xinglang no longer speak, Yan Bang licked his face and moved closer. It seemed that Cong had just died, and he had an inexplicable excitement.
"Close your beak and I'll be very comfortable!"
Feng Xinglang appreciated Yan Bang's cold eyes.
...
When Feng Xinglang stepped down from the RV, he saw the woman standing slenderly at the door of Feng's living room.
Behind the woman is the light in the living room, like a thin layer of auspicious light.
So beautiful, so gentle, so warm ...
As beautiful as a goddess!