After Transmigrating into the President Wen of Dog Blood [Quick Transmigration]

Lu Rong sat anxiously at the door of the operating room, holding a mobile phone with a broken screen in his left hand, staring at the closed steel door in a daze.

The phone rang and vibrated slightly in Lu Rong's hand.

This is Feng Xinglang's phone. Lu Rong couldn't use his fingerprint to unlock it, so he instinctively wanted to hang up. When he found out that it was Feng's mother's phone, he pinched the phone, and then let go. A hesitation flashed in his eyes, and finally he slid the spider A web of shattered screens, answering calls.

Mama Feng complained, "Why are you only answering the phone now? Are you here? The food is getting cold."

Lu Rong's voice was very hoarse, "Auntie, I'm Lu Rong."

There was silence on the phone, and after a while, Feng Ma said, "It's you, where did A-Lang go?"

Lu Rong glanced at the steel door where the nurse kept coming in and out but forbidding others to pass through. He knew that such a big thing had happened and he couldn't hide it. He couldn't bear to tell him the truth now. He cleared his throat and tried to make his voice sound normal, "Auntie ,It’s not convenient for him to answer the phone right now. I arrived early today, but I was delayed by some things and couldn’t come back for lunch. Don’t wait, eat by yourself first.”

Feng Ma was silent, her brows were frowned, she felt something was wrong, but she couldn't say it all at once, and asked Lu Rong, "Where are you now?"

Lu Rong took a deep breath and said, "Oh, we're still stuck on the road."

Mama Feng's deep voice came: "Turn on the speakerphone, and I'll have a few words with him."

Damn, why did you just say this? An excuse!

Lu Rong wiped off the cold sweat on his palms, and tried not to stutter: "He, he went to the toilet and didn't bring his mobile phone."

As soon as the words were finished, the heavy door of the operating room opened, and the nurse came out with a few documents, took off the disposable gloves, and went straight to Lu Rong.

Lu Rong no longer had the heart to lie to Feng Ma, so he hung up the phone directly, and stood up holding the phone tightly with five fingers, "How is it, is Xiao Lang Lang okay?"

"The operation was successful," the nurse said, pointing to the two report sheets in her hand, "but the patient's two legs were injured to varying degrees, among which the left tibia had a comminuted fracture, while the condition of the right leg was worse. Although the next step is much better, it is not optimistic. In addition, the patient's brain was slightly concussed, and it is temporarily uncertain whether there will be sequelae."

Lu Rong asked anxiously, "Is there life-threatening danger?"

The nurse shook her head reassuringly: "Don't worry, the patient's vital signs are now stable, and his life is basically not in danger."

Lu Rong let out a heavy breath, and his heart finally fell, "When can I go see him?"

"He is waking up from anesthesia, and it is estimated that he will not wake up in half an hour." The nurse took out a form from a pile of documents and handed it to Lu Rong. "You sign it, and then go to the front desk to go through the hospitalization procedures. The patient must immediately hospitalized for observation."

Lu Rong hastily signed his name, the handwriting was distorted, and his arms were visibly shaking.

Anxiously finishing the hospitalization procedures, Lu Rong handed a bunch of receipts to the nurse, stretched his legs and rushed towards Feng Xinglang's ward.

This is a VIP suite with separate beds.

Lu Rong pushed open the door and went in. The first thing he saw was the sofa in the living room. Next to the sofa was a screen with two pots of green plants. At this moment, Feng Xinglang was lying on the bed with his eyes closed and his brows slightly wrinkled. She was covered with a blue and white striped quilt.

Lu Rong gently sat down on the edge of the bed, caressed his face with his hands involuntarily, then slowly moved to his frowning brows, lost in thought alone.As far as he knew, there was no plot of Feng Xinglang breaking his leg in the original plot. The reason why the plot collapsed into the current situation was most likely because he didn't play cards according to the plot. Lu Rong sighed, obviously Knowing what kind of consequences the collapse of the plot will cause, why do you still insist on fighting against those things?

Eyelashes fluttered, Feng Xinglang suddenly opened his eyes, his throat moved and wanted to say something, but no sound came out.

Lu Rong quickly grabbed his hand, "Xiao Langlang, how are you? Do you feel better?"

Feng Xinglang didn't make a sound, his complexion looked very pale, he smiled comfortingly after a while, and said in a hoarse voice: "I'm fine."

Lu Rong moved his gaze to the legs covered under the quilt, "Let me see."

Feng Xinglang grabbed his hand and held it in his palm, looking at him seriously, "Reng Rong, I want to drink water."

Lu Rong got up and stood up, "I'll pour it for you."

Feng Xinglang stared at Lu Rong's back, his eyes were gentle like water, seeing him coming with a cup of warm water, he reached out to take it.

Lu Rong shook his head, "Lie down obediently, and I'll feed you."

Feng Xinglang's eyes flickered, but he withdrew his hand very cooperatively, looked down at the gently shaking warm water glass, raised his eyebrows and said, "How do you feed?"

Lu Rong glared at him shyly, brought the water glass to Feng Xinglang's slightly dry lips, and put it into his mouth, "Xiao Langlang, if you want, I can still feed it with my mouth."

Feng Xinglang laughed lowly, "Really?"

"Of course," Lu Rong blinked, "If you don't believe me, we can try it now."

Feng Xinglang moved his upper body, put his head in front of Lu Rong, as if he was pulling on the sore spot, and suddenly frowned and groaned.

Lu Rong hurriedly asked: "What's wrong?"

Feng Xinglang struggled to move the only upper body that could move back to the position just now, stretched out his hand to press his forehead and said, "Headache." What's worse is the legs, he doesn't want to talk about it.When he was lying still on the bed, he felt no sensation in his legs, but when he moved a little, he immediately felt pain in his heart.

"I'll massage your head for you," Lu Rong said in a low voice, took his hand away, put his index finger against Feng Xinglang's temple, pressed it gently, and said for a while, "The doctor said that your brain was injured. A slight concussion, and you may have a headache from time to time in the future."

Feng Xinglang hummed, as if he didn't care at all.

Lu Rong stood behind the hospital bed and looked down at Feng Xinglang, only to see the long eyelashes and the straight bridge of the nose.After quietly admiring it for a few seconds, my eyes were once again attracted by those lifeless legs.This time it was a broken leg, and the next time it might be death.Although Feng Xinglang is the protagonist of this world, since the plot has collapsed, the aura of the protagonist will most likely be gone.

Out of some unclear feelings, Lu Rong decided to persuade him.

"Xiao Langlang, don't you think what happened today is strange?"

Feng Xinglang opened his eyes, and his eyes became cold, "Someone doesn't want you to live, let alone me, this is not a simple car accident. I don't know who sent that van, it ran into you at first, and didn't care Whether it was successful or not, it increased its horsepower and immediately ran towards me, it wanted to kill both of us at once."

Lu Rong nodded in agreement, turned the topic to that direction, thought for a while and said, "It's reasonable not to let me live, but who would not let you live? You are different from me. I have no money and no background. If you die, you will die, but you are the eldest son of the Feng family. The person who planned that car accident must not be simple. Now that neither of us is dead, I worry about what they will do. In short, you must, must Be careful! There are some crazy things behind us, and you don't understand them at all, so it's better not to confront them. If you annoy them, it may not be as simple as today's car accident. "

With such an obvious hint, Feng Xinglang must have understood what he meant.

Lu Rong went to his bed and sat down, "Xiao Langlang, I would rather have my leg broken than have any troubles with you."

Isn't it just abusing the body and the snacks? I don't blame you, but you can follow the plot!

Lu Rong rarely looked directly at Feng Xinglang seriously, "Do you understand what I mean?"

Feng Xinglang was silent for a while, and finally nodded slowly: "Understood."

Lu Rongsong breathed out, "Then what should we do next?"

Feng Xinglang said without hesitation: "I understand what you mean, but I'm not completely ignorant of the things behind it. Don't worry, since I dare to do this, I must have a reason to do it. Believe me, unless the two of us are together, Otherwise I would never let myself die."

Lu Rong frowned unobtrusively, and was moved by the determination in his eyes. He nodded in a strange way, and after a while, he forced a rippling smile, "Why don't I believe you? It's just that I kind of want to It doesn't make sense, who wants our lives?"

Feng Xinglang lowered his eyes, and his eyelashes cast a gray and black shadow on his eyes.

At this moment, there were a few hurried footsteps outside the door, and Lu Rong had already heard the voice that gave him a headache through the first floor of the door.

From the sound of footsteps, Lu Rong had already judged that there were at least two people coming.