After listening to the phone, Jiang Weiming's voice rose a few degrees instantly and he roared in anger.
What he loves most is his son. He usually doesn’t want to even scold him. How can he be willing to amputate his son now?
But the doctor said that if you don’t amputate your limbs, your life will be in danger!
Amputation?
Or lost your life?
Now he is facing a dilemma.
However, just when he was hesitating, he glanced at Ye Fan inadvertently.
etc?
He guessed all of my son's injuries! Could it be that he really has a way to cure his son's hands and feet? Perhaps he is just fooling people?
When he thought of this, he couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.
So, he decided to test Ye Fan!
"Ye Fan! Do you really have a way to cure my son's hands and feet?" Jiang Weiming stared at Ye Fan with gritted teeth and asked coldly.
At this time, Ye Fan glanced at him contemptuously, and then said coldly: "Of course! Otherwise, why would my son's injury be guessed by all?"
"Is there really a way to treat my son's hands and feet?" Jiang Weiming asked half-believingly.
"Believe it or not! Of course, it doesn't matter if you don't believe it. Anyway, it's your son who died, not me!" Ye Fan spread his hands and said with a playful look on his face.
"Okay! I believe in you!"
Jiang Weiming thought about it, but decided to believe Ye Fan for a while.
"What then?" Ye Fan asked meaningfully.
Jiang Weiming frowned slightly. He always felt that Ye Fan had something in his words, "Then? Then don't you help me to help me rescue my son's hands and feet?"
"hehe!"
At this time, Ye Fan lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and slowly spit out the smoke.
"call!"
Under the smoke, his expression seemed to be cloudy and sunny, as if something was hidden, which was unpredictable.
After a long time, he raised his eyelids and looked at Jiang Weiming, and sneered and said, "Mr. Jiang! I think you are thinking too much, right? When did I promise to help your son cure his hands and feet? Let's talk about it! You just now
Didn’t you call me a soft-hearted person? Haha! He De can help your son treat his hands and feet with soft-hearted person like me?”
"you?"
Jiang Weiming widened his eyes and was so angry that he trembled all over. He didn't know what to say for a moment.
Of course he knew that Ye Fan was deliberately making things difficult for him, but for the sake of his son, he could only bite the bullet and ask Ye Fan to take action.
"Ye Fan! I was just impulsive just now, so I was talking nonsense. Please don't take it to your heart!" Jiang Weiming begged to Ye Fan with a bitter face.
Ye Fan waved his hand, pretending to be sad, and said, "Mr. Jiang, I am a man! In fact, my mind is quite fragile and I can't tolerate others talking about me, let alone you scold me in front of me.
It's a soft meal! This makes me even more heartbroken! Once I'm sad, I'm not in the mood to save people. Once I'm not in the mood to save people, then Mr. Jiang......" This chapter has been completed!