Walking in front was a charming woman, about forty years old, plump, tall and powerful, but not lacking in femininity.
She was followed by four or five men and women, all of them arrogant. At first glance, they looked like the master who had been held in high esteem all year round.
The pretty-faced female doctors and their eyes were bright, and they all came up to greet them and shouted:
"Sister Lan."
Nangong Chun also glowed with energy, as if his daughter's appearance could preserve his shop and reputation.
The middle-aged woman nodded, and then came to Nangong Chun:
"Dad, what's wrong?"
Nangong Chun pointed at Ye Fan:
"Lan'er, it's him who came here to kick me, forcing me to fight doctors and poisoners. He wanted to occupy my shop and drive me out of Zhonghai."
"He also forced me to drink a bowl of poison. Fortunately, my life was saved, otherwise I would be dead now."
Nangong Chun cares more about money than his face. If he can save a medical clinic and medicinal materials worth tens of millions, what does it matter if he is reviled?
All the spectators were in an uproar. They did not expect Nangong Chun to be so shameless.
Sun Bufan wanted to say something, but Ye Fan waved his hand to stop him.
Ye Fan had already expected that with Nangong Chun's character, he would default on his debt even if he lost. Now that he saw someone coming to interfere, he just waited and watched what happened.
If you step on it, step it off together.
"Kicking the gym?"
"Fighting poison?"
"Nonsense!"
Nangong Lan put his hands behind his back and shouted righteously:
"Medical skills are used to save lives and heal the wounded, not to be competitive."
"Furthermore, kicking someone out of the gym is illegal, and fighting drugs is even more of a crime."
"Young man, which medical clinic do you belong to? I'm going to punish you and revoke your license."
"You are so reckless and impulsive, you are not suitable to be a doctor."
"If I don't teach you a lesson today, you will teach the patient a lesson tomorrow."
Watertight.
The pretty-faced doctor hurriedly pointed to the opposite side: "They belong to Jin Zhilin, and they come here to provoke them."
"check!"
Nangong Lan tilted her head slightly, with a majestic posture, as if she was a queen.
Several companions took out their phones and prepared to call for joint law enforcement.
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "Are you willing to bet but not admit defeat?"
"Are you willing to gamble but not admit defeat?"
Ye Fan's disapproval stimulated Nangong Lan.
She felt that her authority was being greatly challenged, so she sneered, stood in front of Mark and shouted:
"You have already been suspected of breaking the law and are not qualified to say this."
"Also, who wins or loses, you don't have the final say, they don't have the final say, only I have the final say."
Nangong Lan raised her head proudly, as if she wanted to suppress Ye Fan.
Ye Fan said calmly: "You don't have to worry about your face anymore. Are you not afraid of being poked in the back?"
"Try to poke me? See if I kill him?"
Nangong Lan raised her eyes and looked at Ye Fan with a look of disdain. The helpless little bastard was playing tricks with them. It was extremely ridiculous!
Many onlookers were caught by her cold smile, and they all stopped talking and stepped back.
Ye Fan smiled: "It seems that you are going to bully others."
Not only did Ye Fan's words not anger Nangong Lan, they actually made the woman look up and sneer:
"I'm just using my power to bully others, why?"
"I'm telling you, you can't touch my father's shop today, let alone drive my father out of Zhonghai."
"In turn, your medical clinic will be closed down and your qualification certificate will be revoked."
Nangong Lan glanced at Mark with disdain: "If you don't agree, touch me."
Ye Fan fiddled with his mobile phone: "My identity is very impressive."
Nangong Lan snorted contemptuously: "Director of the Eighteenth Division of the Medical Department."
"Not anymore."
A majestic voice came from behind.
Nangong Lan's pretty face sank: "Who said that?"
"I, Yang Yaodong!"
"have opinions?"
Me, Yang Yaodong?
Hearing these words, Nangong Lan and the others turned their heads subconsciously and saw several people walking in surrounded by a wheelchair.
Sitting in the wheelchair was a thin, middle-aged man with a face as pale as paper.
Yang Yaodong? Yang Ting?
When Nangong Lan saw this, he was stunned for a moment. He was almost frightened out of his wits. He rushed forward and shouted:
"Yang Hall..."
"Snapped--"
Yang Yaodong slapped her away: "Kneel down and speak..."
Nangong Lan's heart suddenly pounded, knowing that she was afraid of causing a big disaster, so she ignored everyone's gaze and knelt down.
Several companions also knelt beside them, not daring to take a breath.
"Papa -"
Yang Yaodong slapped him twice and scolded him harshly:
"As an official, he not only fails to enforce the law impartially, but also bullies the people in public."
"Is this the attitude of serving the people? Is this the look of a parent-official?"
"Do you know that what you are doing now will chill the hearts of many doctors and patients?"
"Kneel down, kneel down for me, and when you wake up from your knees, get up again."
Nangong Lan's pretty face was hot and the corners of her mouth were bleeding, but she didn't dare to refute a word and could only kneel down obediently.
As the director of the department, she was thousands of miles away from Yang Yaodong, and Yang Yaodong could crush her to pieces with just one word.
Yang Yaodong ignored them and just slowly came to Ye Fan, his sharp eyes suddenly softened:
"Brother Ye, I'm sorry, I was lax in my discipline and caused you trouble."
This was the second time that the Medical Bureau had troubled Ye Fan, and Yang Yaodong felt really sorry.
Ye Fan greeted him with a smile, took Yang Yaodong's hand and said:
"Yang Ting is too polite. There are bastards in the deep pool, there are dead branches on the big trees, and there are a few scum in the Medical Bureau. That's normal."
Ye Fan changed the subject: "By the way, how are you doing? Why are you free to come here today?"
"My condition is much better. I was bored staying in the hospital, so I came to chat with you and thank you for saving my life."
Yang Yaodong looked sincere:
"For saving my life twice, Yang Yaodong is really sorry for not saying thank you personally."
Hearing that Ye Fan was Yang Yaodong's savior, Nangong Lan and the others couldn't help but feel desperate. Thinking of challenging Ye Fan just now, they almost felt regretful.
"You're welcome, Mr. Yang."
Ye Fan smiled: "Besides, Director Yang also helped me a lot."
Director Yang?
Nangong Lan felt like the world was spinning. This bastard not only saved Yang Yaodong, but also made friends with Yang Jianxiong. It was over, it was over now.
If Yang Yaodong is angry, the most they can do is be dismissed from their posts.
If Yang Jianxiong is angry, unless there is nothing wrong at all, there will be no good fruits to be gained.
She began to complain a little about Nangong Chun. If he hadn't asked someone to call him to come to the rescue, how could he have caused these things?
The pretty female doctor and the others were also in a daze. They never thought that Ye Fan would involve so many big shots...
"Haha, we are not outsiders anymore, so don't be so outsider."
Yang Yaodong patted Ye Fan on the shoulder:
"Don't call me Yang Ting from now on. To save face, just call me Brother Dong or Brother Yang."
Ye Fan also said generously: "Okay, I will call you Brother Dong from now on."
Yang Yaodong was very happy, patted Ye Fan's arm, and was about to speak, when a text message poured into Yang Yaodong's phone.
He picked it up and glanced at it, then whispered to Mark:
"Brother Ye, I have something I need your help with..."
Ye Fan was startled: "Brother Dong, please tell me."
"Are you free on the weekend? I would like to invite you to visit my dad..."
Yang Yaodong’s father?
Ye Fan was shocked, Yang Baoguo, the invisible leader of Zhonghai City, the first official...
