Feng Yanting nodded. The man quickly answered the phone with one hand. After he agreed several times, the man hung up and looked up.

"Mr. Feng, the news came from Yilian Gang Cao Wu that someone saw Ye Feng in Lijing Bay. Look..."

"Lijing Bay, Ye Feng..." After hearing the man's words, Feng Yanting gently frowned.

"Mr. Feng wants Cao Bao. What do you want to tell Ye Feng?" At this time, the man in the suit moved his glasses and shook his head impatiently.

"It's not easy to know Ye Feng's whereabouts. Just now my people reported that he got on a taxi to Yizhou University."

"Not the same." Looking at the crowd, Feng Yanting shook his head and said, "you say, who is the most likely person for Cao Bao to go back to Yizhou?"

"It must be Ding Laosi and Liu Qianqian." The man with glasses frowned and said, "these two people are old Liu's confidants."

"If you can think that way, others won't?"

Feng Yanting rubbed his clean fingers back and forth on the teacup and said faintly, "do you forget that besides Miss Liu and Ding Laosi, Cao Bao in Yizhou has the two most trustworthy people."

"The two most trusted people?"

Feng Yanting looked at the crowd and said: "in this life, what one should trust most is not his parents and brothers and sisters. Isn't it? "

After hearing Feng Yanting's words, no one said anything, just looked at each other, and then all nodded in a hurry.

……

At the same time, Ye Feng came to the dormitory of the security team. Compared with Yizhou University, the dormitory of the security team in lijingwan is much better. After all, they are all their own people.

In the corner of lijingwan villa area, there is a red glass building with French windows on the second floor. There are all kinds of decoration inside. Lijingwan strives for every person in charge or above to get a good single dormitory.

As the head of the security department, Cao Jianguo is naturally one of those who have single dormitories.

Ye Feng familiar came to a red security door, gently knocked twice.

"Who is it?" There came Cao Jianguo's impatient voice: "didn't I say I was not feeling well tonight? Don't disturb me if you have nothing to do. "

Ye Feng in front of the door promised: "Cao boss, I'm Ye Feng, you open the door!"

Hearing Ye Feng's words, Cao Jianguo slowly opened the cat's eye of the security door and looked at it gently, then opened the door again.

"If I were you, I would not be so abnormal. After all, a security door can't stop me."

Ye Feng opened the door and came in. He gently smelled the bloody smell in the air. He frowned and asked, "what's going on over there? What do you mean by calling me is Cao Bao..."

At this point, into the dormitory bedroom Ye Feng saw the scene in front of him, let him frown.

In this small bedroom, a strong man nearly two meters tall was in a coma with blood all over his body. Cao xiaoque is busy changing the red ones with blood silk stockings!

Yes, silk stockings! Ye Feng turned his head and looked at the two big bags of black silk stockings piled in the corner. Originally, Cao xiaoque came out to buy silk stockings for this reason and used them as bandages.

"What the hell is going on?"

Ye Feng looks at Cao Bao in a coma on the bed and looks at him carefully. If it wasn't for the slight fluctuation of his chest, Ye Feng even thinks that the boy is dead.

Now Cao Bao's face is dark green, his lips are slightly white, and there is almost no blood color. The man who used to be more than two meters tall is now covered with blood, his legs and shoulders have purple black blood holes, and even his chest and wrist have scars of different sizes.

Ye Feng gently along the bones of his body slowly pressed for a while, there are some holes in three or four ribs. There are even abnormal creases on the legs. I really don't know how Cao Bao came over after such a heavy injury.

Fortunately, now that the wound has been properly treated, the method of looking at it should be the way of battlefield medical treatment, and it should be Cao Jianguo's handwriting

"it should be first shot, then cut by a knife, and then hit by a car."

Ye Feng checked for a while, frowning, said: "also accompanied by abnormal internal bleeding and inflammation and high fever, in short, he now need to go to the hospital."

"We can't go to the hospital. As soon as he shows his face, he will be in danger." Cao Jianguo looked at his son on the bed. Although his tone was calm, his abnormal shaking hands betrayed his mood.

"But I don't know if he's going to die now."

As soon as Ye Feng's voice fell, Cao Bao on the bed suddenly struggled, and his breathing was also a little short, as if something was pressing him on his chest.

"Is there a small cylindrical object that can breathe?" Ye Feng looked at Cao Bao's breathing sound, like a broken windmill, and heard the sound of "wheezing, wheezing".

"Ventilated cylinder..." Cao xiaoque watched nervously."He'll be choked by congestion in his lungs, or we'll have air bubbles."

Looking at Cao Bao on the bed, he coughed and a lot of blood came out of his nose with bubbles and foam.

"I'll look for it again. I'm already looking for it Don't rush me, don't rush me... " Seeing the situation of Cao Bao on the bed, Cao xiaoque was at a loss.

Ye Feng puts his palm on Cao Bao's chest and tries to clean up the congestion in his lungs with internal breathing. However, Cao Bao is like a leaky ball. No matter how hard Ye Feng tries, internal breathing disappears as soon as it enters Cao Bao's body.

"Come on, come on!" Seeing that Cao Bao's breath was getting weaker and weaker, Ye Feng couldn't help urging him.

At this time, Cao Jianguo suddenly threw a ball point pen and roared: "is this OK..."

"All right!"

Ye Feng got to the pen, without saying a word, stabbed into the trachea under Cao Bao's neck.

Then, a flash of air came from the penholder. It was as if the drowning man had been rescued and got the first breath of air. Cao Bao's chest also had a slow rise and fall.

After waiting for a while, looking at Cao Bao's face, which had been choked, finally recovered, Ye Feng finally relaxed.

After another walk between life and death, Cao Bao finally gasped for breath. Maybe it was because he was choking too much just now, and Cao Bao woke up.

When he saw Ye Feng beside the bed, Cao Bao grabbed his hand and opened his mouth to say something.

But just now Ye Feng poked open the trachea under his neck, and now the breath came out of his neck. The air couldn't pass through the vocal cords, so he could only send out "ah..." The sound of the sound.

"Don't worry, Cao Bao..." Looking at the frightened look of Cao Bao, Ye Feng leaned over and comforted: "now you just have an opening under your neck, but you can breathe. After you have healed your injury, you will be able to speak."

"Ah Ah... "

Cao Bao struggled and waved his hand, holding the pen in his hand.

"Brother, do you want to write something?" Looking at the look of Cao Bao, Cao xiaoque quickly found a pen and paper to put in Cao Bao's hand. The shoulder injured Cao Bao struggled on the paper and vaguely wrote "cangnanshan!" Three words.