Chapter 1611 - Enjoying Life

　　When Feng Xinglang woke up, ten hours had already pa.s.sed.

　　He was awakened by a nightmare.

　　The deafening explosion, the exploding flames that soared to the sky, the minuscule body that was badly mutilated, and the damaged ladder that was engulfed by the flames …

　　Everything was so real, yet so illusory!

　　It felt like he had just experienced a terrifying nightmare!

　　The white light that entered his eyes was somewhat dazzling, Feng Xinglang squinted for a bit, before getting used to the white light that was not very bright in the first place.

　　The beeping sounds of the various medical instruments and the intense pain in his body reminded Feng Xinglang that this was not a dream but something that had actually happened!

　　Feng Xinglang closed his eyes again. He hoped that he had just had a nightmare and hadn't woken up yet.

　　"Lang... Lang... You're awake? "

　　Noticing that Feng Xinglang had made a move, Yan Bang, who had been standing guard by his side all this time, immediately bent over and softly called out.

　　It was not because Feng Xinglang wanted all of this to be a dream that he could obtain what he wanted.

　　Feng Xinglang opened his eyes and saw the scar on Yan Bang's face that was calling out to him with concern. It was so real, so intimate, yet so cruel!

　　He cruelly reminded Feng Xinglang: You should wake up from this dream! To endure the cruel reality of all this!

　　"Where's Nuonuo?"

　　Feng Xinglang wanted to sit up, but the intense pain in his chest made him go limp from the pain.

　　"Don't move, lie down! You just finished your operation! "

　　Yan Bang held Feng Xinglang's waist, letting him lie down flat on his back, "Nah, Kid Nuo is sleeping on the bed! I was afraid that he might pester you to sleep hard, so I carried you over! "

　　Seeing that Feng Xinglang's mood was slightly low, Yan Bang suggested, "Do you want me to hug him so you can kiss him to express your fatherly love?"

　　"No …" Goodbye! Let him sleep! "This little thing must have not slept well in the past few days …" Feng Xinglang's aura was a little weak.

　　"Thankfully, the bullet in your chest is only stuck to your ribs; if the impact was a little stronger, the bullet would have pierced your heart! Or break your ribs, and if you let your ribs pierce your heart, your little life will be over! "

　　After tucking Feng Xinglang in, Yan Bang couldn't help but exclaim: "I'm really afraid for you!"

　　Yan Bang's laments were unintentional, but the listeners had intentions.

　　Feng Xinglang could not help but think of that number two child: b.l.o.o.d.y, limp in his arms. Her small face was tainted with blood, but it was still deathly pale.