Chapter 195 Don't deceive people too much(1/2)
As soon as Ye Fan got out of bed, Lin Baoer broke into the room.
"Go to school."
"I have something to do today, you can go by yourself."
Ye Fan was thinking about helping Zhuo Belin treat his illness.
"Okay." Lin Baoer glanced at the bed, "Where is Sister Fei'er."
"I'm back to hk."
Ye Fan handed over the note left by Luo Fei.
Lin Baoer immediately became sad and lost: "I can't bear to leave Sister Fei'er, so why did I leave?"
A few crystal tears rolled in her eyes, which showed that she really liked her idol.
"Why are you crying? She will come back anyway."
"Why are you so sure? Sister Fei'er's message may really comfort us."
Ye Fan smiled evilly: "Because I still have me here."
Then he carried the centipede corpse and walked out of the room.
"Wow, what is this big guy?"
Lin Baoer's attention immediately turned to the centipede, and the tears that were about to fall disappeared immediately.
"Super Centipede."
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he walked away without looking back.
Then he threw the centipede in the back seat of Ferrari and drove away.
After several hours of hard work, the traditional Chinese medicine that was suffocated by completing the prescription was finally completed, and Ye Fan brought it to the ward.
Xiaoya was also in the room, accompanying Zhuo Beilin.
"Uncle Zhuo, how are you doing recently?"
"It's always a day to live."
Zhuo Belin's complexion did not improve any better, which made Ye Fan feel suspicious.
Because if you insist on treating the prescription you prescribed before, at least it will not cause the condition to worsen, but now Zhuo Belin's body looks even worse than before.
"Xiaoya, did uncle take medicine before?"
Zhuo Xiaoya lowered her head and replied in a low voice: "No."
"Why not do what I asked."
"Because... because my mother doesn't trust you very much, and the doctor said that my father's illness is incurable."
Ye Fan sighed, but it was understandable that how many people could believe that a student would treat the disease.
"Uncle, this is the medicine I specially cooked for you. If you drink it for a month, your illness will be completely cured."
Ye Fan brought the Chinese medicine to Zhuo Belin.
After taking the potion, Choppel had cleaned it without hesitation. He smiled and said, "No matter whether this medicine works or not, I must drink it all because of your hard work."
Ye Fan nodded: "I have already told the doctor here that he will deliver the decocted medicine every day. At that time, you must drink it. Believe me, you will leave here soon and you will never have to be hospitalized again."
Zhuo Xiaoya was immediately excited when she heard this: "Ye Fan, are you saying true?"
"Well, can this kind of thing be kidding?"
“It’s really great!”
Zhuo Xiaoya burst into tears with excitement. As long as her father was able to get better, she felt that the suffering she had endured before was worth it.
Of course, the person you want to thank the most should be Ye Fan.
He and Ye Fan are not close or related, but he always provide help selflessly and desirelessly. This kind of kindness will be unforgettable forever.
Suddenly, Zhuo Xiaoya received a call.
A man's loud voice came from the other end: "Xiaoya, I am your third uncle. When do you plan to pay for your father's medical treatment?"
"Uncle San, let's wait for another two days. I'll send the money back to you after a while."
"No, if you can't see the money within a week, don't blame Uncle San for being cruel. The pigs you raise at home are about to grow up, so why not sell them for you."
"Uncle San, isn't it a bit too much for you to do this?"
"Oh, the little girl dares to blame the elders. I'll lend you money. You should thank me."
It turned out that during this period, the hospital prescribed a lot of expensive medicines for Zhuo Belin, which caused the 200,000 that Ye Fan lent to Zhuo Xiaoya to be quickly spent.
Zhuo Xiaoya was embarrassed to borrow from Ye Fan again, as long as she spoke to Uncle San, she was a relative after all.
She only borrowed 20,000 yuan from her third uncle, but the other party actually wanted to sell her pig, which was too much.
When Zhuo Xiaoya hung up the phone, Ye Fan called her outside the ward and asked, "Xiaoya, who is this person?"
"It's my third uncle."
"I look more like a bandit hooligan. Are you sure he is really your father's brother?"
"Ye Fan, don't say that, after all, he borrowed money to us."
"Then we can't bully you like this. His brother is seriously ill and it's just that he doesn't come to visit him. He also has to sell all the livestock you raise, which is worse than even beasts."
"We're used to it."
Listening to Zhuo Xiaoya's tone and the helpless expression on her face, Ye Fan could tell that their family must have been bullied by the third uncle for many years.
"I helped pay it back how much money I owe. It just so happened that I had nothing to do. I wanted to go to your house to sit."
Zhuo Xiaoya said with some concern: "You are over, don't make trouble."
"Don't worry, it's okay."
After leaving the hospital, Ye Fan drove straight to Zhuo Xiaoya's home.
Zhuo Xiaoya's home is in the rural area of Qingyang City, and the distance is not very close. Fortunately, Ye Fan drove a sports car with a fast speed. In about an hour, he rushed to a small town.
As soon as the car stopped, he heard someone making noise in the back of the yard. Zhuo Xiaoya looked anxious when she heard this: "Mom and Uncle San have a quarrel."
After saying that, he ran away.
Ye Fan quickly followed and found that in front of a pigpen, a group of people were making noises, one was Zhou Xueqin, and the other was a couple with bad looks.
They are the third uncle and third aunt mentioned by Zhuo Xiaoya.
At this time, Uncle San was about to drive a huge sow outside.
Zhuo Xiaoya hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "What are you doing?"
Uncle San said disapprovingly: "Sold it and exchange it for money."
"No, you can't be so unreasonable."
"Who is unreasonable and has no money to pay off the debt, I have to pay off the debt with your family's things."
Zhou Xueqin was afraid that her daughter would suffer a loss, so she hurriedly said, "Xiaoya, go aside, I will deal with this matter."
Zhuo Xiaoya stood still and said, "Mom, I can't watch you be bullied by them."
Uncle San pushed Zhuo Xiaoya away and almost pushed him to the ground. He was very barbaric, and then prepared to continue driving the old sow.
Ye Fan stood up and said coldly: "Stop."
Uncle San looked back and said, "Who are you kid?"
"I am Zhuo Xiaoya's friend."
At this time, a burly pig dealer driving a truck shouted loudly: "Hey, are you still selling it? Do you call me here just to watch the fun?"
"Sell, wait a moment."
Uncle San then threatened Ye Fan: "Boy, don't disturb us in business. For the sake of you being Xiaoya's friend, I won't beat you up."
"I'll still manage this today."
"Boy, do you want to mess up my business?" The pig dealer had a hot temper. He pushed Zhuo Xiaoya's third uncle away and walked to Ye Fan.
This burly body looks quite cunning.
Obviously, this pig dealer didn't take Ye Fan seriously at all. He believed that only by gently moving two fingers, he could lift the other party up.
Zhou Xueqin was worried about Ye Fan's safety and sighed: "Ye Fan, forget it."
Ye Fan's face showed an extremely firm look: "No, they are robbers. If you tolerate them today, he will be even more arrogant tomorrow and will ride on your neck and hit you."
"Little bastard, I won't give you some colors to see if you haven't played anymore." The pig dealer was impatient and waved his palm like a palm fan to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan pointed to the ground with his toes and slid backwards. At the same time, he raised his other foot and put it hard on the pig dealer's stomach. This kick made the other party unable to stand up for a long time.
The pig dealer who could even knock down a calf would never believe it. Within one move, he was almost rushed out by a young man who looked like a student.
The pig dealer rubbed his stomach and stood up, and rushed towards Ye Fan viciously again. He must break a few bones on this guy's body.
To be continued...