Chapter 2044: Cong Gang articles (26) (1/2)

what happened?

Shouldn't he be sleepwalking?

But he had just had his leg corrected for a few days, and he was not allowed to walk out of bed!

Feng Xinglang is really a little bit stingy! The key did not feel where it hurts!

But at the junction of the fixed bracket and the flesh, a lot of blood spilled. But who this blood is, it's not clear!

”Mr. Feng ... Mr. Feng ... how did you fall?”

Seeing Feng Xinglang, who fell to the ground with his arms to support his upper body and wanted to get up hard, Ba Song and Xing Shixi immediately ran over.

As for how he fell, even Feng Xinglang himself did not know!

”Don't move! Don't move my leg ... it hurts ... it hurts!”

As soon as Xing Shiqi touched Feng Xinglang's leg, he exclaimed. He has been used to being meticulously served by Cong Gang, and will subconsciously exclude everyone who wants to touch his injured leg. And now Feng Xinglang is more and more impatient.

”Mr. Feng, where did you fall? Why did you bleed? Did you fall to your leg again?”

Ba Song was still fast enough, and while Feng Xinglang wasn't paying attention, he moved Feng Xinglang, who had fallen to the ground, to the hospital bed.

The point is that he is immune to the roar of Feng Xinglang.

Xing Shishi was careful, for fear of hurting Prince Xing again. Because of his weak protection, he has been beaten by Yitun Hetun, so he is even more worried.

When holding Feng Xinglang, he would inevitably touch his leg. The pain would definitely be a little painful, but Feng Xinglang was not small.

”Dog, please don't move my legs, your mother doesn't have long ears!” Feng Xinglang kicked over with a slap, straight to Chung Ba Chun's chest.

”It's all bleeding ... Xing Shixi, you quickly called your righteous father ... I'll go to the doctor!” Ba Song immediately ran out to call the doctor.

Xing Shiqi hesitated for a while, and then called Hetun. Because Hetun urged: What is abnormal about Prince Xing, you must inform him immediately! Prince Xing fell, and he also bleed. Such a big thing must be a serious abnormality.

”Cong Gang ... Cong Gang! Where did your mother die?”

At the moment Feng Xinglang fell, did Cong Gang dare not be by his side?

Feng Xinglang, who lost his sense of security, began to scold. He seems to have given Cong Gang full responsibility for his injured leg! I didn't expect him to leave!

For this farce, the Feng Fengzhe children are not interested at all. He didn't worry about his broken dad. After looking around in the bathroom, he quietly returned to the **** bed and waited silently for the big bug to come back.

”Prince Xing, don't be so excited ... The right father will be here in a while!” Xing Shitou supported Feng Xinglang's upper body who wanted to sit up.

”Who told you to call Hetun? Lao Tzu is alive or dead and has nothing to do with him!”

It was disturbed in the middle of the night, and Feng Xinglang was naturally unhappy. The key sleepiness was dim, and he hadn't figured out how he fell off the bed.

”Prince Xing, how is your leg? Ba Song has called a doctor!”

In the face of Prince Xing's troubled feelings, Xing Shiqi was helpless.

Within half an hour, Hetun rushed to the ward. The doctor has treated the wound for Feng Xinglang.

”What's wrong with my family's legs? How did you do it? How can you make him fall? It's **** dry!” Hetun was furious.

”Family please rest assured, it's just a skin trauma! There is no secondary injury to the corrected leg bones!”

”Isn't the skin trauma hurt? How did you take care of the patients?” Hetun stunned the doctor's white coat.

”Father-in-law ... Father-in-law, don't take it easy! Prince Xing still needs to rest!” Xing Shiliang stepped forward to persuade him.

Feng Xinglang admired Hetun for his irritability: Subconsciously felt that all his concerns were like acting! When he thought about why his leg was undergoing corrective surgery, he was so depressed that he couldn't get along.

”Hetun, you rarely shine your martial arts in front of me, raise your authority! Hurry up and go back, I'm going to rest!”

The son calls himself Lao Zi in front of his father; the grandson calls his own grandfather and righteous father; this messy relationship!

”Alang, Dad knows you're angry with me ... Dad is indeed wrong! But Dad really wants to make up for the mistakes he made ...”

”Hetun! Couldn't your mother keep arrogantly‘ Dad ’? I ’m so **** unhappy!”

The father and son started fighting mode again.

The Feng Zeng children just watched quietly. Wait patiently for those who should leave, those who should return!

Such quarrels are not once or twice, or two days a day, Xing Twelve has been accustomed to.

His gaze has been on the quiet and well-behaved Xing Xiaoworm.

”How quiet are you? It's more patient than I am!”

Xing Twelve wanted to come and hug him, but the little thing immediately crawled towards the end of the bed.

”Don't hug it? If I have to hug it ...”

Xing Shiliang finds it funny to amuse this little guy. It's more interesting than making the younger brother Fifteen.

”Hetun will cut you!”

It took the little boy a long time to say the whole thing.

”Hahahaha ... can you speak? It's quite good! I thought you were a ... little dumb!”

At that time, Xing Twelve was only playing with worms, and it seemed that he had forgotten that his father was still fighting with Prince Xing.

As a result, his heartless smile attracted the eyes of Hetun and Feng Xinglang.

”Xing Twelve, will you speak? How could you say that my bug is a little dumb? You owe me!”

For Feng Xinglang who is extremely protective of the calves: no matter how bad his own child is, others cannot say it.