Seeing this, Wang Qingwu hurriedly stepped forward to greet him: "Ye Fan, what's wrong with Uncle Ye now?"
Ye Fan reached out and pulled out all the remaining silver needles: "The knot in the heart has been dissolved, and the rest is to recuperate."
Hua Yanyu was stunned: "Is it cured?"
Ye Zhendong didn't say anything, and didn't even wipe the blood at the corner of his mouth. He just supported the wheelchair with both hands, and then stood up with his legs trembling.
He stared at Ye Fan with his hands spread out toward him:
"You You"
Ye Fan was slightly stunned.
He found that Ye Zhendong's eyes were extremely hot, full of excitement, doubt, and excitement, as if he was about to melt him.
Wang Qingwu was ecstatic: "Uncle Ye, can you speak? Can you stand up?"
"Oh my God, I really stood up, it's amazing."
"It seems that the mouth of blood just now is really blood stasis in the heart."
"This young man is not simple. He has not been cured for 20 years, so he can handle it in an hour."
"Old Hua did not deliberately flatter him. He is really capable."
Seeing Ye Zhendong standing up and saying a few words, everyone present was surprised and talked about it, and they all expressed their approval to Ye Fan.
Hua Yanyu also opened her mouth wide and could not believe that Ye Fan had really cured Ye Zhendong.
It was just a bloody fact that it was slapped in the face quickly.
After a check-up by the doctors present and the instruments, Ye Zhendong's body index tends to be good.
"Ye Fan"
Ye Zhendong pulled off the instrument on his body, pushed the doctor away with force, and then staggered forward.
His eyes were always staring at Ye Fan.
Emotionally excited.
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched. He didn't know what he meant, but when he saw that he was about to fall, he reached out to support him:
"Uncle Ye, be careful."
"Ye Fan"
Ye Zhendong hugged Ye Fan and closed his eyes to feel the breath: "You are really him."
"Ye Fan, you did not disappoint us. It's amazing."
When Ye Fan was confused, Hua Qingfeng came over and pulled Ye Zhendong away, and then smiled at Ye Fan:
"I'll help Xiaoye to rest first. You can prescribe a few medicines for him, and then let Yanyu decoct it."
"Xiaoye, your body has just improved. You need to recuperate well and not be too excited."
He held Ye Zhendong's arm firmly and stopped his continued walking towards Ye Fan.
Ye Zhendong's eyelids twitched, and he looked at Ye Fan's hot gaze gradually calmed down. Then he returned to his wheelchair and asked Hua Qingfeng to take him back to his room to rest.
Back in the drowsy bedroom, Ye Zhendong looked up slightly and his eyes shone again.
He stared at Hua Qingfeng who poured water for himself:
"I can feel Ye Fan is really that child. The breath he has on him is the same as twenty years ago."
Ye Zhendong's voice was hoarse: "Why don't you let me take a good look at him?"
How could Ye Zhendong not be excited if he had the opportunity to make up for the mistakes more than 20 years ago?
Then, he became cautious, as if worried that he would admit his mistake: "Old Hua, is he really that child?"
"Ninety-nine!"
Hua Qingfeng handed the warm water to Ye Zhendong:
"The birthmark of the plum blossom behind him is exactly the same as what I saw when the young master was born when he was treated."
"And there is a bone in the back of Ye Fan's head."
Hua Qingfeng's eyes were shining: "Plus, with the same age, Ye Fei is very likely to be a young master."
"The birthmark of plum blossoms is born with a rebellious bone, and that breath, it is definitely him, it is definitely him!"
Ye Zhendong was even more excited: "Old Hua, you have these two characteristics, one feeling that you can compare genes so that the young master can recognize his ancestors as soon as possible."
"We have been in pain for more than twenty years, and Mrs. Ye has also suffered for more than twenty years. It is time to reunite their family."
He struggled to stand up from the wheelchair: "I want to find Ye Fan to have a good look and then let him compare his genes with his wife."
"Do you want him to die?"
Hua Qingfeng's tone was plain: "Can you protect him now?"
Ye Zhendong's movements were slightly slowed down.
"For more than twenty years, it can not only dilute pain, but also dilute thoughts and feelings."
Hua Qingfeng hit the nail on the head: "Except for Mrs. Ye and you guys, how many Ye Tang people do you think will have feelings for Ye Fan?"
"Not to mention that Ye Tang people who have entered the past twenty years are unfamiliar with Ye Fan, even members of the Ye family are afraid that they will be unfamiliar with this nephew."
"Ye Fan, who has been missing for many years, suddenly appeared without any achievements or achievements. He will not be welcomed by everyone, and will only appear out of place."
Hua Qingfeng sighed: "The Ye family's nephew will reject him. At least, Old Lady Ye will not like this naturally rebellious grandson."
"Think about it, you, the second-generation master of Ye Tang, have become a useless person to recuperate for more than 20 years, and have feelings for a few people?"
He reminded him: "Apart from Mrs. Ye visiting you every year, only Mo Qianxiong is here this year, right?"
"Twenty years of gaps will indeed become rusty"
Ye Zhendong coughed: "But feelings can be cultivated slowly. After all, he is from the Ye family's bloodline and will sooner or later be accepted by the Ye family and Ye Tang."
Although he is just a murder machine, it does not mean that Ye Zhendong does not understand the world and the warmth of human feelings. He has already tasted it thoroughly, so he knows what Hua Qingfeng means.
But he was still looking forward to Ye Fan's return in his heart.
"Of course, feelings can be cultivated, but they may not necessarily give you time."
Hua Qingfeng walked to the window and looked into the distance: "Of course, the most important point is that there are rivers and lakes where there are people."
"Now Ye Tang is entering the alternation between the old and the new. The open is as calm as ever, but in fact there have been already been dark waves in the dark."
"Fortunately, the head of the Ye family is extremely wise and experienced. He can solve the problem by suppressing and softening his body, allowing internal power to slowly transition."
"Otherwise Ye Tang would have been in turmoil long ago."
"When Ye Fan appears at this time, he will be like a bomb, which will not only break Ye Tang's balance, but will also be used by those with ulterior motives."
He saw very far and thoroughly: "When internal and external troubles are caused by Ye Tang's internal conflict, Ye Fan will become a sinner."
After Hua Qingfeng analyzed this, Ye Zhendong's excitement slowly cooled down, and his whole body returned to calm.
After a long time, he said lightly: "When can Ye Fan go back?"
"One, Ye Fan has enough glamor."
Hua Qingfeng turned around and looked at Ye Zhendong:
"When he went back, he felt that he was not taking advantage of Ye Tang, but made Ye Tang more glorious. If he was proud of him, the time was ripe."
"This is also to let the old lady know that Ye Fan, who was born with a rebellious bone, is not a disaster, but a nobleman of the Ye family, otherwise he would not be able to enter the door."
"Two, you have enough ability to protect him. Once he recognizes his ancestors, countless people will want to kill him."
"You lost him twenty years ago, and don't lose protection in twenty years."
He patted his old friend on the shoulder:
"You have been rusty for many years, it's time to sharpen it."