In addition to not wanting to argue too much with Tang Ruoxue, he also wanted Dr. Chen to despair of Lin Siyuan.
Dr. Liu made a typo and changed it back to Chen.
So he and Nangong Youyou finished their lunch in a leisurely manner.
But when he was about to get into the car and leave, Ye Fan discovered that Dr. Chen not only did not climb back to the shore, but also walked straight towards the sea.
His figure is lonely and his movements are mechanical. Just by looking at his back, you can feel that the other person's heart is filled with despair.
"Damn, you don't want to die, do you?"
Ye Fan trembled: "Is this Harvard top student so fragile?"
He looked at Dr. Chen again, only to find that Dr. Chen had thrown himself into the sea and allowed himself to be swept away by the water.
"Youyou, go and save him quickly."
Ye Fan tensed up and shouted to Nangong Youyou: "Pull him back to me."
Nangong Youyou was stroking her round belly and burping when she heard Ye Fan's command and rushed out of the window.
She rushed towards the sea like a ball, directly making a white arc on the sea surface.
Amidst a series of splashing sounds, Nangong Youyou quickly came to the place where Dr. Chen committed suicide.
The water was vast, the waves were rolling, and no one could be seen.
Nangong Youyou dived down with a bang, and bounced up with a crash a moment later.
She held Dr. Chen who had fainted in her hand, and then used all her strength to drag him to Mark.
"This bastard is really looking for death."
Seeing Dr. Chen with clenched teeth and a distorted face, Ye Fan couldn't help but curse.
Then he took out the silver needle from the car and swished it down.
Soon, Dr. Chen spat out a large puddle of seawater.
He opened his eyes with a painful expression, with residual tears still in his eyes.
"Why did you save me?"
"Why did you save me?"
"Let me die, let me die."
"I've run out of options, I've run out of options."
Dr. Chen woke up and found that he was not dead. Not only was he not happy, but he cried bitterly.
He also wanted to work hard to get up and jump into the sea again.
Ye Fan said calmly: "I have medical skills, but I am still young and I am looking for life and death. Is that the case?"
"What do you know?"
After hearing Ye Fan's advice, Dr. Chen, who was still in a daze, shouted: "My house is gone, my savings are gone, my job is gone, and I have to pay 20 million yuan in compensation."
"Tomorrow is the deadline for repeated extensions."
"I can't afford 20 million. Not only will I die, but my family will also be in trouble."
"It doesn't matter how good I am in medical skills, it doesn't matter how young I am, I don't have time anymore."
"There is no time, do you understand?"
"It's all that woman Lin Siyuan. I love her so much, but she has cut off my options."
"She said she loved her, trusted her, and transferred the house to her. I did not hesitate to put her name on the house."
"She wants a sense of security in being in charge of the family's finances, so I will give her all my salary cards."
"His brother wants to buy a car, start a business, and throw a birthday party for a woman, and I will give it to him without blinking an eye."
"Even her parents clearly wanted a gift of 1.88 million yuan and only three quilts as a dowry, but I couldn't bear to admit it."
"I always thought that if I paid so much, I couldn't get the favor of her family, but at least I could get her favor."
"Unexpectedly, she gave all my savings to her brother and mortgaged the house."
"I have nothing left. All my hard work for so many years is gone."
"And the compensation of 20 million will be paid tomorrow."
"You said, what else can I do if I don't die?
What else can I do if I don’t die?”
Doctor Chen sat up with a look of despair and tortured Ye Fan's soul.
After roaring, he stopped all movements again, with a look of shock on his face as if he was heartbroken.
He stared at Ye Fan: "Ye... the miracle doctor..." Obviously he recognized Ye Fan.
"Yes, it's me!"
Ye Fan saw that his mood had cooled down and threw him a towel to wipe the car: "If you die, you will have nothing, and it won't solve the problem."
"If you die, the Tao family will also cause trouble for your family."
"If you don't die, at least you still have a chance to survive."
In the case of Mrs. Tao, Dr. Chen corrected his mistakes and acted responsibly, which made Ye Fan somewhat fond of him.
"Where are the opportunities?"
Dr. Chen smiled sadly: "There is only one day left. Where can I get 20 million?"
"Live well, and I will give you these twenty million."
Ye Fan didn't hesitate. He took out a check and wrote a bunch of numbers on it, then threw it to Dr. Chen: "Of course, the money has to be paid back."
"In addition to transferring your savings and house debt to me, you also have to work for me for ten years."
"You have good medical skills and good conduct. You can join the Chinese Medical Sect."
"The Chinese Medical School doesn't have Jin Zhilin on the island yet. You are responsible for setting it up for me."
"The medical clinic has opened and I will give you a monthly salary of 100,000 yuan and 10% of the shares. You will work hard for me for ten years."
Ye Fan asked: "Do you want to do this deal or not?"
"Twenty million?"
"Hua Medical Sect?"
"Planning to build Jinzhilin Island?"
Seeing the check in front of him and hearing what Ye Fan said, Dr. Chen's sadness turned into shock.
He looked at the check in his hand in disbelief, stared at Mark and subconsciously said, "Are you the miracle doctor?"
At the same time, he suddenly realized that no wonder he could suppress Tang Huisheng so much that he couldn't breathe. He turned out to be the miracle doctor.
He was slightly excited, secretly exclaiming that he had been so arrogant before that even the innocent miracle doctor didn't recognize him.
"It doesn't matter who I am."
Ye Fan said calmly: "Just tell me, do you want to do this deal or not?"
"Do, do, do!"
Dr. Chen is at the end of his rope. Without this money, he and his family will be dead.
So let alone working for ten years, working for a lifetime, he will agree to it.
And this is a rare opportunity to hug someone’s lap.
In addition to the reputation of the miraculous doctor, there is also the fact that he personally witnessed Ye Fan's medical skills.
Faced with a master who could improve his medical skills and his life, how could Dr. Chen refuse Ye Fan?
He knelt down with a plop and kowtowed to Ye Fan: "Mr. Ye, thank you for your help."
"You are my noble person, Chen Siwen, and the noble person of my whole family. I will never forget your great kindness and kindness in my life."
There was gratitude on his face, determination in his eyes, and he was willing to die for his confidant.
"Okay, don't kowtow."
Ye Fan stretched out his hand to support Dr. Chen: "Go and change some clothes and transfer the money to the Tao family."
"Then, tell me the whereabouts of your brother-in-law."
Ye Fan patted Dr. Chen on the shoulder: "I am now the creditor of their Lin family."
Chen Siwen struggled a lot and quickly gave Ye Fan a position.
Ye Fan took a photo and sent it to Shen Dongxing... Two hours later, a dock bar was not open yet.
A yellow-haired boy was playing mahjong with a female companion in his arms.
He yelled and played cards while touching the woman with his hands.
More than a dozen companions were playing cards and laughing, and the atmosphere was very lively.
At this moment, the door of the bar was kicked open with a bang, and dozens of strong men rushed in with murderous intent.
More than a dozen men and women subconsciously screamed: "Ah——" The yellow-haired boy subconsciously lifted the table and ran towards the back door like a cat.
He didn't know who it was, but he knew he had to hide from this scene.
But as soon as he opened the back door and rushed to the speedboat, he was unceremoniously kicked to the ground by a foot.
Then three strong men rushed over and held him down.
Shen Dongxing walked forward swinging a white fan.
At the same time, all the dozen or so people in the bar were pinned to the ground.
"What are you doing?
What are you going to do?"
The yellow-haired boy roared: "We are from the Tao family..." "What are we doing?"
Shen Dongxing chuckled and poked the yellow-haired boy in the face with his fan: "I have a friend who sells tofu pudding on the street."
"He said you ate two bowls of tofu curd, but only paid for one bowl..."
