Chapter 262 It’s Like Taming an Uncontrollable Alpha Wolf!

This is a private hospital.

It was already nightfall when Feng Xinglang rushed here.

Ye Shinian called to tell him: Cong Gang was injured, and he was seriously injured. So Feng Xinglang rushed over.

After passing through the long dark corridor, Ye Shinian stepped forward.

"Brother Lang, you are here. Boss Cong is disemboweling himself inside."

Ye Shinian's statement was not an exaggeration, but the words he used were too bloody. An operation is an operation, and the words "disembowelment" must be used. It was terrifying to hear.

"Are you going to die?" Feng Xinglang frowned.

"He's not dead yet! He's injured like that, but he can still drive downstairs by himself. That's awesome!"

Ye Shinian's admiration for Cong Gang instantly exploded. He was also born as a boxer, but he felt that his willpower was far less tenacious than Cong Gang! So tough that you don’t treat yourself like a human being! It's as if that body is not your own at all!

Feng Xinglang frowned slightly: He believed that Cong Gang would not die. Because when he was picked up dying in Chinatown, he looked like he was dead, but later he came back to life! This time he was able to drive himself to this private hospital, which showed that the injury was not too bad.

Outside the door of the operating room, Feng Xinglang paused and looked back slightly at Ye Shinian, who was looking into the operating room.

"Shi Nian, why did you call Cong Gang just now? Boss Cong?"

Feng Xinglang's thin lips curved with a hint of coldness, "You call me Boss Cong Gang, call me Brother Lang... Is he trying to rebel?"

Ye Shinian was really startled and quickly corrected him: "Brother Lang, you are the biggest boss, Brother Cong is much younger than you!"

"Really smaller than me? It sounds like you've seen his little head!" Feng Xinglang snorted coldly.

"I really haven't seen it before! I guess before I can see his small head, my big head will be ruined!"

Ye Shinian grimaced. He has always been afraid of Cong Gang. He always felt that this Cong Gang was like an alien creature. He would never mingle with them. He always liked to be alone and elusive.

In fact, Feng Xinglang didn't know much about Cong Gang. He likes Cong Gang's simplicity and uncomplicatedness. In most cases, he can complete the tasks assigned to Cong Gang without compromise. But occasionally he makes his own decisions. As long as principles were not involved, Feng Xinglang would usually turn a blind eye.

Intuition told Feng Xinglang that Cong Gang was not an easy master to control. But Feng Xinglang still controlled him forcefully! It feels like taming an uncontrollable alpha wolf!

Let Feng Xinglang enjoy the pain!

The operation ended after an hour. Feng Xinglang didn't leave early. Instead, he called Butler Mo and asked him to take good care of his eldest brother Feng Lixin.

Because there should be clues in Cong Gang's mouth that he wants. Clues about that big fish!

Cong Gang was covered under a light blue sterile cloth. He closed his eyes and looked a little tired.

On the medical tray on one side were two bloody bullets that had just been taken out of Cong Gang's body, and a broken half-blade.

It is enough to show that Cong Gang was seriously injured.

"Can he save his life?" Feng Xinglang asked with a frown.

At the same time, Feng Xinglang could understand that Cong Gang was so seriously injured and drove himself to this private hospital.

"It's quite dangerous! The half of the blade is only half a centimeter away from his heart."

The doctor who operated on Cong Gang was also frightened. This was the first time he had seen someone whose vitality was as strong as Cong Gang's.

"Boss Cong will be lucky if he survives this catastrophe!"

Looking at the bloody bullet in the tray and the half of the blade that shone with cold light, Ye Shinian shivered reflexively.

If these things are put into anyone's bones and flesh, they will hurt for most of their life!

Feng Xinglang drove the chattering Ye Shinian to the door, leaving him alone in the intensive care unit with the semi-conscious Cong Gang.

Staring at Cong Gang's resolute and angular face, Feng Xinglang frowned slightly. Then he stood up and leaned over, instinctively reaching out to lift the sterile cloth covering Cong Gang's body.

The body under the sterile cloth was covered with nothing except the layers of medical gauze used to bandage the wound.

Almost instantly, Cong Gang, who had been motionless on the hospital bed a second ago, suddenly stretched out a hand and accurately grabbed Feng Xinglang's wrist that was trying to lift the sterile cloth.

Feng Xinglang was startled for a moment, as if he didn't expect Cong Gang's reaction speed to be so quick.

"Isn't he dead?" he asked lightly.

"If I die now, you won't live long!"

Cong Gang slowly let go of his hand. His eyes were fixed on Feng Xinglang's right forearm, which was still splinted.

These words made Feng Xinglang's anger increase sharply in an instant. But then it relaxed with self-regulation. It seemed that he realized that Cong Gang's words might be unpleasant, but in a sense, they were telling the truth before them.

"So you can still speak Chinese? Depending on the situation, you won't die for the time being!"

Feng Xinglang swung his wrist that was so painful from Cong Gang's strong hold. Even though he was injured like this, his brute strength seemed not to have diminished at all.

"Have you ever fought with that person?"

The 'that person' Feng Xinglang was referring to was the telephone pole that almost broke his right arm in the Qibei Mountain City Club.

"His name is Ba Tuo! He's from Monte! His fists are very powerful." Cong Gang said concisely.

"Call it Ba Tuo? Or a hybrid breed?"

Feng Xinglang murmured again, then looked at Cong Gang and returned to the topic: "Then did you win? Or did you lose?"

Cong Gang's eyes flickered from Feng Xinglang's handsome face and asked instead, "What do you think?"

"You're hurt like this, do you still need to guess?" Feng Xinglang was more than sarcastic.

"I have a gift for you! It's in the canvas bag in the off-road vehicle downstairs! If you're interested, you can take a look!"

Cong Gang did not directly answer Feng Xinglang's taunt.

"Do you have any clues about that big fish?" This is what Feng Xinglang is most concerned about.

"No!"

Cong Gang deserves to be crisp and clear, without hesitation.

Feng Xinglang's handsome eyebrows frowned slightly: the more decisive Cong Gang answered, the more suspicious he became.

Could it be that he wanted to hide something from himself?

"Have a good rest! I'll give you a month's leave!" Feng Xinglang stood up.

"Keep Lan Youyou by your side for now! Just in case of emergency!"

As Feng Xinglang turned to leave, Cong Gang's meaningful words came from behind.

Cong Gang knew that Feng Xinglang was an extremely wise man, so of course he understood what he said.

Feng Xinglang paused at the door of the intensive care unit for a few seconds before leaving. He did not press Cong Gang for clues about the big fish.

If Cong Gang wasn't willing to take the initiative to tell him, he couldn't force him out!