Wang Qingwu saw this and 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 my heart has been resolved. All that's left is to recuperate."
Hua Yanyu was stunned: "Is it cured?"
Ye Zhendong didn't speak, and didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He just supported the wheelchair with both hands, and then stood up with trembling legs.
He stared at Ye Fan, opened his hands and leaned forward: "You...you..." Ye Fan was slightly startled.
He found that Ye Zhendong's eyes were extremely fiery, full of excitement, doubts, and excitement, as if they were going to melt him.
Wang Qingwu was ecstatic: "Uncle Ye, can you speak now?
Can you stand up?"
"Oh my God, I really stood up. It's amazing."
"It seems that the mouthful of blood just now was really a blood stasis in the heart."
"This young man is not simple. He can fix a disease that hasn't been treated in twenty years in just one hour."
"Mr. Hua didn't deliberately praise him. He is really capable."
Seeing that Ye Zhendong stood up and could speak a few words, everyone present was surprised and started talking, and they all expressed their approval of Ye Fan.
Hua Yanyu also opened her mouth wide, unable to believe that Ye Fan really cured Ye Zhendong.
But the bloody facts quickly hit him in the face.
After an examination by the doctor present and testing by instruments, Ye Zhendong's body index tended to be good.
"Ye Fan..." Ye Zhendong pulled off the instruments on his body, pushed the doctor away, and then stumbled forward.
His eyes were always fixed on Ye Fan.
Emotional.
Ye Fan's eyelids jumped and he didn't know what he meant, but when he saw that he was about to fall, he stretched out his hand to support him: "Uncle Ye, be careful."
"Ye Fan..." Ye Zhendong hugged Ye Fan and closed his eyes to feel the breath: "You... you are really him... it is him."
"Ye Fan, you really didn't disappoint us, your skills are amazing."
When Ye Fan was confused, Hua Qingfeng came over and pulled Ye Zhendong away, and then smiled at Ye Fan: "I will help Xiaoye to rest first, and you will prescribe him some medicine, and then let Yanyu cook some."
fry."
"Xiaoye, your health has just improved. You need to recuperate well and don't get too excited."
He held Ye Zhendong's arm firmly and stopped walking towards Ye Fan.
Ye Zhendong's eyelids twitched as he watched Ye Fan's fiery gaze gradually calm down. Then he sat back in the wheelchair and let Hua Qingfeng take him back to his room to rest.
Returning to the groggy bedroom, Ye Zhendong raised his head slightly, his eyes glowing again.
He stared at Hua Qingfeng who was pouring water for him: "Ye Fan... is really that kid... I can feel that the aura on his body is the same as it was 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 when he now has the opportunity to make up for the mistakes he made more than 20 years ago?
Then, he became cautious again, as if he was worried about admitting his mistake: "Mr. Hua, is he really that child?"
"Ninety-nine percent!"
Hua Qingfeng handed the warm water to Ye Zhendong: "The plum blossom birthmark on his back is exactly the same as the one I saw when the young master was born when I treated him."
"And there is also a bone on the back of Ye Fan's head."
Hua Qingfeng's eyes flashed: "Coupled with the fact that they are the same age, there is a high probability that Ye Fei is the young master."
"The plum blossom birthmark, the rebellious nature, and that aura, it's definitely him, it's definitely him!"
Ye Zhendong was even more excited: "Mr. Hua, with these two characteristics and one feeling, it is completely possible to genetically compare, so that the young master can recognize his ancestors and return to the clan as soon as possible."
"We have suffered for more than 20 years, and Mrs. Ye has also suffered for more than 20 years. It is time for their family to be reunited."
He struggled to stand up from the wheelchair: "I want to take a good look at Ye Fan and compare his genes with Madam's."
"Do you want him dead?"
Hua Qingfeng spoke calmly: "Can you protect him now?"
Ye Zhendong's movements stagnated slightly.
"More than twenty years can not only dilute the pain, but also dilute the thoughts and feelings."
Hua Qingfeng hit the nail on the head: "Apart from Mrs. Ye and you guys, how many people in Ye Hall do you think will have feelings for Ye Fan?"
"Don't say that the people in Ye Tang who have been here in the past twenty years are unfamiliar with Ye Fan. Even the members of the Ye family are probably very unfamiliar with this nephew."
"Ye Fan, who has been missing for many years, appears suddenly and has no achievements or achievements. He will not be welcomed by everyone and will only look out of place."
Hua Qingfeng sighed: "The nephews of the Ye family will reject him. At least, Mrs. Ye will not like this rebellious grandson."
"Think about it, you, who was once the second-best master in Ye Hall, have become a cripple and been recuperating for more than 20 years, and how many people are you still in love with?"
He reminded: "Apart from Mrs. Ye's visit to you every year, only Mo Qianxiong is here this year, right?"
"Twenty years of blank time... will indeed make you feel unfamiliar..." Ye Zhendong coughed: "But feelings can be cultivated slowly. After all, he is of the Ye family's blood, and sooner or later he will be accepted by the Ye family and Ye Tang."
Although he is just a killing machine, it does not mean that Ye Zhendong does not understand the world and the warmth and coldness of human beings. He has already experienced it and understands what Hua Qingfeng means.
It's just that he is still looking forward to Ye Fan's return in his heart.
"Of course you can cultivate feelings, but you may not be given the time."
Hua Qingfeng walked to the window and looked into the distance: "Of course, the most important point is that wherever there are people, there are rivers and lakes."
"Yetang is now entering the transition period between the old and the new. On the surface, things are calm as always, but secretly, things have been turbulent for a long time."
"Fortunately, the head of the Ye family has extraordinary wisdom and sophisticated methods. He solved the problem with gentle pressure and allowed the internal power to slowly transition."
"Otherwise, Ye Tang might have been in turmoil long ago."
"If Ye Fan appears at this time, he will be like a bomb. Not only will he break Ye Tang's balance, but he will also be used by people with ulterior motives."
He saw things very far and clearly: "When internal and external troubles cause internal strife in Ye Tang, Ye Fan will become a sinner."
After Hua Qingfeng's analysis, Ye Zhendong's excitement slowly cooled down, and his whole person returned to a calm state. After a long time, he said lightly: "Then when can we let Ye Fan go back?"
"First, Ye Fan is bright enough."
Hua Qingfeng turned around and looked at Ye Zhendong: "When he goes back, it will give people the impression that he is not taking advantage of Ye Tang, but making Ye Tang more glorious and proud of him. The time is ripe."
"This also lets the old lady know that the rebellious Ye Fan is not a scourge, but a noble member of the Ye family, otherwise he will not be able to enter."
"Two, you have enough ability to protect him. Once he recognizes his ancestor and returns to the clan, countless people will want to kill him."
"You lost him twenty years ago. Don't fail to protect him twenty years later."
He patted his old friend on the shoulder: "Your sword, which has been rusty for many years, should be sharpened..."
