As dusk fell and the lanterns came on, Ye Fan came out after feeding Zhao Mingyue a bowl of porridge.
For the past half day, he had been accompanying Zhao Mingyue almost all the time, giving her acupuncture, giving her prescriptions, and guiding her to pour out her pessimism.
Ye Fan originally thought that the effect would not be too big, but when he checked his pulse again, he was surprised to find that Zhao Mingyue was more than half better.
Ye Fan was amazed by this and decided to stay in Baocheng temporarily.
He didn't understand how he could become a medicine, but he could see that he had an effect on Zhao Mingyue, so he stayed for more days to observe.
After coming out, he ran to the kitchen to boil medicine, and at the same time sent a message to Song Hongyan and Dugu Shang, telling him that he could not return to Nanling for the time being.
Song Hongyan quickly replied to the message, telling her that she would take good care of herself and Qianqian, and let Ye Fan treat Zhao Mingyue with peace of mind.
And she will arrange things at home properly so that Ye Fan doesn't have to worry about Jin Zhilin.
Ye Fan felt much relieved after hearing this.
While Ye Fan was on the phone, Hua Qingfeng walked into Zhao Mingyue's bedroom.
He saw that Zhao Mingyue did not fall asleep and rest, but held a black box and examined it carefully, with a color on his face that he had never seen before.
The once desperate eyes also burst out with a gleam of light.
Incomparably clear, extremely wise, and extremely profound.
Hua Qingfeng took a step forward and said with a smile: "Madam, are you okay?"
Zhao Mingyue said word by word: "Is Ye Fan really my son?"
Hua Qingfeng nodded heavily: "That's right!"
Zhao Mingyue asked again: "When did you discover him?"
Hua Qingfeng was very calm: "It has been several months since I accidentally saw a birthmark."
"The reason why I didn't tell you right away is because it wasn't time yet and we didn't have any trump cards or the ability to protect him."
"Once an accident occurs, I worry that the tragedy of more than 20 years ago will be repeated."
He smiled and said: "It is only because Ye Zhendong has been in charge of the sixteenth department and your condition is getting more and more serious that I dare to arrange for him to come to see you."
"I understand."
Zhao Mingyue asked again: "He still doesn't know that I am his mother?"
Hua Qingfeng shook his head gently: "He only thinks that he is a good medicine. The child is kind-hearted. As long as he can heal you, he is willing to call you mom."
"Should I wake him up and tell him that he is really my son?"
There was confusion in Zhao Mingyue's eyes: "Or do a genetic comparison with him?"
"Madam, happiness must be experienced slowly, so that you can appreciate the value of regaining something lost."
Hua Qingfeng seemed to have expected her emotion, and the wrinkles on his face slowly bloomed: "And even if you are ready, Mark is ready, but the environment has not allowed you to recognize each other."
"For more than twenty years, your focus has been on finding your son, and your mood has been good and bad. You have offended many people and made countless people lose their respect for you."
"Although you still have the care of Ye Clan Master and Ye Ruge, you have already become a marginalized figure in Ye Hall."
"Hengdian is also drifting away from you, the daughter of the Zhao family, and is about to forget about you."
"Recognizing each other at this time will inevitably cause a lot of interest disputes, and will also plunge Mark into a life-and-death struggle. How will you protect him then?"
He slowly walked up to Zhao Mingyue, reached for the box in her hand, opened it, and pulled out a sword as thin as a cicada's wing: "For more than twenty years, your sword has become as rusty as Ye Zhendong's.
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"If you don't sharpen it first and make it sharp, how can you protect yourself and Mark?"
He smiled kindly: "I have been waiting for more than 20 years, and I don't care if I wait a few more months."
Zhao Mingyue was thoughtful, but her eyes were tangled. After waiting for so many years, she really wanted to enjoy family happiness with Mark.
But she also knew that Hua Qingfeng was right, the Ye family was in turmoil, and she would lose Ye Fan again if she was not careful.
"Another point is that the sudden recognition now can easily frighten Mark. Maybe he will turn around and run away."
Hua Qingfeng continued to advise: "After all, he was lost when he was a full moon, and he has no memory or feelings for you."
"Moreover, he is a person who values love and righteousness. For him, it is better to cultivate kindness than to give birth to kindness. Your mother is far less important than Shen Biqin."
"You recognize each other now. Even if he doesn't resent you for losing him back then, he still resists that your appearance will hurt Shen Biqin."
"So you should take advantage of the time he is treating you to get along well with him, slowly communicate with him, and then identify yourself after building up your relationship."
"Also, I want to tell you something else."
Hua Qingfeng added: "Ye Fan came to Baocheng to treat you, but he suffered a plane crash and bloody street attacks..." "Who hurt my son?"
Zhao Mingyue subconsciously pressed the table, and with a click, the table fell apart and fell to the ground.
Later, she realized that she had lost her composure, so she calmed down her emotions and said, "Thank you, Mr. Hua, I know what to do."
Her voice softened: "I will treat him as my son, but people will think that I am crazy and completely hopeless..." Hua Qingfeng smiled: "Madam is wise."
"In addition, although I have compared the genes of Madam and Mark, I have confirmed that he is the child you have lost for more than 20 years."
"But I can't get the belongings of the leader of the Ye clan, and I can't compare his relationship with Ye Fan."
"This is not that I am questioning Madam's infidelity, I just need to do everything completely and not leave any opening for others to attack."
He reminded softly: "This is one of the reasons why I don't want you to recognize each other prematurely."
"Lao Ye has been on inspection these days, and he won't be back until next month."
Zhao Mingyue understood what Hua Qingfeng meant: "I will ask him to come over and pull out some of his hair for you to compare."
Hua Qingfeng nodded lightly: "Everything is up to Madam's arrangement."
Zhao Mingyue asked again: "What else do you need me to do?"
"Ye Fan has a good reputation within the country, but he has no foundation at all in Baocheng..." Hua Qingfeng hesitated: "This foundation is not about background, but about people's hearts, influence and connections."
"Simple!"
Zhao Mingyue waved her hand neatly: "Give Mingyue Pharmaceutical, the largest company in Baocheng, which is still in my name, to Ye Fan..." Hua Qingfeng almost fell down: "This is your dowry back then."
"Mine belongs to Ye Fan, what's the problem?"
Zhao Mingyue looked at the old man and said: "If you want to hide it, just say that it was the medical fee I paid to Ye Fan. My life is not as good as a company."
Hua Qingfeng frowned: "Mingyue Pharmaceutical is managed by people from Ye Jincheng. If you give it to Mark like this, he and the old lady may have objections."
"My wife's dowry can be given to whomever she wants. It's not the dog or cat's turn to make irresponsible remarks."
Zhao Mingyue's pretty face sank, and with a flick of her wrist, a sword light flew up, and with a click, a flying mosquito was broken into two parts: "I have endured my anger for more than 20 years, it's time to make a decision for myself..."
