One second to remember [Brushstroke Pavilion] [Free of charge, read the wonderful novel!]
Even if he was pursued by the Hetun, he could at least bring Lan Youyou along to die with him.
It was better than being unable to live, unable to die!
Controlling the initiative was very important!
Even if it was only his own power in life or death.
"Good!" It was decided! We will help each other! You believe in me, and I believe in you too! "
They thought that Feng Xinglang would add a series of conditions to this, but they never expected that he would actually agree to it.
"Wash yourself and get ready tonight. He also wanted to think about the route he would take to leave this place. Tomorrow morning, I will let you smoothly bring Lan Youyou away from the hospital! I'll prepare ten days' worth of medicine for you all. "
Feng Xinglang's words caused Xing San to feel that it was inconceivable: The Hetun had put in so much effort to capture him, why would they let him go so easily?
"I only have one request: You must bring Lan Youyou and leave this place. Never ever step foot half a step into the Shen City! "
"I can definitely do this!"
Xing San replied. These additional conditions couldn't be considered as conditions at all. Furthermore, Xing San had never liked Shen City.
"Good!" I'll send you off tomorrow! You should be at ease if I become your hostage. "
Feng Xinglang slowly stood up, "Don't get too excited by a good rest tonight! I still have to communicate with that old Hetun! "
"Then I wish you success in communicating with me!"
Xing San raised the glass of red wine in front of him and slowly drank it all, "Feng Xinglang, you are worthy of my trust!"
Feng Xinglang glanced at Xing San, nodded slightly, and turned to leave.
Outside the warehouse, Xing Ba was leisurely eating his chocolate bean. When Feng Xinglang had entered, he had chosen to ignore his.
Feeling that the injured and crippled Xing San would not be able to escape from the palms of Xing Shiqi, Xing Ba gave the Prince Xing a convenience.
"You heard it?" Feng Xinglang asked in disappointment.
"En, I'm not deaf!"
"What do you think of my plan? Isn't that perfect? " The corner of Feng Xinglang's mouth raised into a faint smile.
"It's perfect to the point of madness!"
Xing Ba let out a long sigh, "Don't worry, your father will definitely pour cold water over your head!"
In Xing Ba's opinion, it was impossible for Feng Xinglang to convince the Hetun to let Xing San go.
However, it was not impossible … Unless …
It should be beautiful!
"You don't have to worry about that! Find some clean clothes for Xing San later on, and help him treat his wounds while they are at it. Don't lock him up, just lock him up. He is your sworn brother, you should be able to help him with that! "
"Prince Xing, aren't you trying to make things difficult for me? My foster father has a deep hatred for Third Bro's betrayal! "
"Don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you." You just wait here and receive Hetun's order. It's not difficult to do something after receiving the order, right? "
"..."
Xing Ba was startled, "Feng Xinglang, are you really confident in convincing my foster father?"
"Let's give it a try!"
Feng Xinglang walked away, leaving Xing Ba with a lonely yet straight back.
In that moment, Xing Ba suddenly felt that Feng Xinglang was a good person!
This was how Xing Ba defined people to be good!
"Eighth brother, do you want to lock him up?"
Inside the warehouse, Xing Shiqi's questioning voice came out. Presumably, he had heard the conversation between Xing Ba and Feng Xinglang.
"No need! "Just watch him carefully!"
Xing Ba replied indifferently. Vaguely, he believed that Feng Xinglang could convince the foster father Hetun!
… ….
In the 10 m corridor, Feng Xinglang felt like he had walked for a century.
The one who opened the door for Feng Xinglang was Xing Shi'er. When he was outside, he spent almost twenty-four hours a day eating and living with the Hetun. In Xing Shi'er's eyes, it was as if the Hetun was his closest father that he was filial to and loyal to.
"Looking for my foster father?" Xing Shi'er blocked the door and asked.
"Yes." Feng Xinglang nodded slightly.
"Father just fell asleep." Xing Shi'er answered truthfully.
"Just one sentence, and I'll leave."
Feng Xinglang's expression was cold and serious.
Glancing at the solemn face of Feng Xinglang, Xing Shi'er turned towards the direction of Hetun's bedroom and asked, "Can I pass this on to you?"
"No."
There was no need to doubt his cold refusal.
"Alright then …" Just you wait. I'll go call my foster father first. "
"There's no need to go through all this trouble. I went into his bedroom and said the same thing. Just with a single sentence, I can't delay your foster father's rest. "
But Xing Shi'er still followed behind Feng Xinglang. It was as if he was afraid Feng Xinglang would commit a heinous act of murdering his father.
"Ah Lang?"
Hetun was still awake, but not yet asleep. After hearing the noise coming from outside the bedroom, she stood up and walked out.
"Come to the bedroom, I have something to say to you alone."
Feng Xinglang first walked into the Hetun's bedroom. The Hetun followed closely behind.
Just as Xing Shi'er was about to follow suit, he was stopped outside the door by the Hetun.
"You stay outside." I want to speak with Ah Lang alone. "
Xing Shi'er didn't dare to go against Hetun's intentions, but he couldn't be at ease either.
"Then, foster father, be a bit younger."
"What nonsense are you saying? Ah Lang is my biological son, what danger could he possibly be in?! "
Even if there was any real danger, Hetun would accept it. Because he owed her own son far too much.
Hetun wished that she could have a chance to talk to her own son alone.
Hearing his foster father's words, Xing Shi'er obediently stood guard outside the door.
After an hour, Xing Ba received a call from foster father Hetun himself.
The content was similar to what Feng Xinglang had told him before he left: Treat Third Xing's wounds properly and clean them. They were going to let him leave with Lan Youyou tomorrow.
Although it was within Xing Ba's expectations, he was more or less stunned. What exactly did this Feng Xinglang say to the foster father Hetun, or do she actually managed to convince the stubborn and stubborn Hetun in such a short amount of time?
Later, Xing Ba also asked Xing Shi'er; Xing Shi'er told him: Feng Xinglang only said one thing to foster father Hetun.
As for which sentence, even Xing Shi'er was unable to hear it clearly!
A single sentence was enough to deal with the Hetun? That's amazing!
Xing Ba was brought out by Xing San. If he didn't disobey Hetun's orders, he would do his best to help Xing San.
Xing Ba got Xing Shiqi to get a table full of dishes and Xing San's favorite fruit wine.
"Third brother, what plans do you have after you leave?"
Xing Ba chatted casually while he poured wine for Xing San.
Xing San washed the blood and dirt off and changed into dry clothes. He even treated all the wounds on his body.
Xing San sighed helplessly, and snorted coldly, "What plans do I have … Waiting to be chased down by your foster father! "
"Don't worry, with Feng Xinglang here, my foster father won't chase after you anymore!"
"Old Eight, are you trying to scout me out for Feng Xinglang?"
"I'm not that busy, and I'm not that bored! But I believe in Feng Xinglang, he is a righteous and loyal person! The things that he has promised you, he will definitely think of ways and means to achieve them! "
"Let's hope so!" Xing San responded faintly.
"Let's not talk about these things tonight! Third brother, you're the one who brought me to the underworld. Let me toast you with a few bars! Your favorite fruit wine can't get drunk, and it can't delay your business tomorrow! "
Xing Ba drank the fruit wine in his cup before Xing San. The foster son s of the Hetun all didn't know how to drink alcohol. Because drinking is a mistake.
"You should hate me! "Hate me for leading you onto this road of no return!"
Xing San laughed coldly.
"No, no, no. I don't hate you! Nor would he hate his foster father! Even though foster father is heartless, he still raised us up … He had so many foster son, so many people calling him father … I don't have much, I don't have much less! But to me, he's the only foster father! "
While talking, Xing Ba's eyes turned red.
Maybe the Hetun only saw them as tools to kill others, but Xing Ba and the others truly saw them as their only family.
Xing San did not speak. There was a long silence.
… ….
Taking advantage of the fact that Lan Youyou was still in the hospital, Feng Xinglang helped her prepare a series of documents on medical death certificate overnight.
Regardless of whether or not there were any miracles, to the people of Feng Family, Lan Youyou was already dead!
Especially for his big brother Feng Lixin, he should have been informed of Lan Youyou's death.
Feng Xinglang stood outside the glass door of Lan Youyou's Intensive Care Unit with the medical certificate that had been opened up in the hospital, looking deep in thought.
Under the effects of the medicine, Lan Youyou slept soundly. The medicine prepared by the hospital should be enough to maintain her breath for ten days.
At this moment, Lan Youyou could be said to be recuperating completely using medicine. If the drugs stopped, she would die soon.
Using her life in exchange for the life of her daughter, Feng Tuantuan, could also be considered the best form of salvation for her.
The sky was still dark, but Feng Xinglang seemed to be unable to wait any longer.
Lan Youyou had already been moved onto the carriage. After connecting the oxygen bag, Xing Shiqi and the doctors and nurses pushed him downstairs.
The ambulance was speeding towards the harbor.
It had been three days and two nights since he slept, so Xing Shiqi, who was sitting in the carriage with him, looked a little sleepy.
"Seventeen, go to sleep for a while. There is still some distance to the port. "
"No!" My foster father said that he must protect you well throughout the entire process. "
"You're too nervous! A person who only has half a breath left can actually hurt me? " Feng Xinglang said indifferently.
"Father said: not only should we guard against Xing San's remnants, we must also guard against Cong Gang and the others. You can't be careless. "
"..." This Hetun was really cautious.
Feng Xinglang was not sure if Cong Gang was following behind the wagon, but he was sure that Cong Gang was not too far away from him.
It was as if he could appear at any moment, but it was impossible to see. It was as if he had merged into this boundless night.
The phone call was to Xing Ba. Feng Xinglang knew that Xing Ba was protecting Xing San.
"Xing Ba, you head out with Xing San. Go straight to the port in Bangkok. I already got Lan Youyou out. "
"Ah?" Now? What time is it? Didn't you say to wait until daybreak? "
"Yes!" Now! Within an hour, you must bring Xing San to the port! "
Feng Xinglang did not explain anything to Xing Ba. The following commands are answered directly.
Quietly staring at the skinny Lan Youyou on the carriage, Feng Xinglang's eyes became deep and thought-provoking.
"Lan Youyou, if you have a next life, remember to stay away from my brother! Stay away from me! "