Chapter six hundred and seventy second a trace of coolness
Ye Fan didn't take Xie Qingyun's struggle seriously.
Those he is determined to trample on will never retreat in peace.
After throwing Xie Qingyun and his gang into the police station, Ye Fan did not follow up on the matter and stayed at the hospital to treat patients as always.
As dusk approached, a Porsche drove over.
Song Hongyan walked into the medical clinic with a sweet smile, reported the recent profits of Hongyan Baiyao to Ye Fan, and then took out a dozen checks and handed them out.
Regardless of whether it is Hua Yanyu, Sun Bufan, the Eight Great Physicians, or Su Xier, they all have a commission of 10,000 yuan on the sales of Hongyan Baiyao.
Although it was not much more than 10,000 yuan, everyone was still overjoyed to have a sudden amount of income, and everyone looked excited.
Tang Fenghua even bought a lamb and some chickens to reward everyone.
Seeing that everyone was in such high spirits, Ye Fan got off work an hour early and then piled charcoal in the yard for a barbecue.
Everyone was busy and happy.
People are making charcoal, people are washing vegetables, people are cooking seasonings, even Song Hongyan is wearing an apron and chopping vegetables.
The atmosphere is harmonious.
"Woo--" Just when the smell of roasted whole lamb filled the air, a car came to the door. The door opened, and Zheng Qiankun appeared.
Although Zheng Qiankun's injury has not recovered yet and he still relies on a wheelchair to move around, his spirit is better than before.
He was also holding two bottles of Maotai in his hand.
Ye Fan wiped his hands and greeted him: "Mr. Zheng, why are you here when you have time?"
"Hahaha, I heard Junqing said you were roasting a whole lamb tonight, so I ran over to eat."
There was no trace of past grudges on Zheng Qiankun's face, and his expression was full of joy, as if the two of them had been friends for many years: "But don't worry, I brought two bottles of good wine here, and I won't take advantage of you."
Zheng Qiankun stepped forward with a smile: "You won't welcome me, right?"
Behind him is Zheng Siyue pushing a wheelchair.
"Mr. Zheng, you're welcome."
Ye Fan smiled and waved his hand: "It's an honor for you to come over. How could I not welcome you?"
"Besides, I would like to thank you for your help with Feng's Real Estate this time."
Although he didn't know why the other party was trying to win over his feelings, since Zheng Qiankun came over to have a meal with him so openly, Ye Fan naturally welcomed him warmly.
"There is no need to keep such trivial matters in mind."
Zheng Qiankun waved his hand: "Besides, it was you who cured my injury. If you want to say thank you, it's me who says thank you."
Ye Fan smiled and said nothing, and then helped carry Zheng Qiankun into the yard.
Sun Bufan and others hurriedly stood up to welcome Zheng Qiankun and Zheng Siyue.
Zheng Qiankun also greeted Song Hongyan and others without any airs, as if he had completely forgotten about the conflict between the Zheng family and the Song family.
When Tang Fenghua saw the guests coming, she quickly lit up another stove and asked someone to bring over a whole roasted lamb.
There were too many people to sit in a circle.
"Woo-" Not long after Zheng Qiankun sat down, there was another roar of cars outside the door, which made Ye Fan slightly startled. Why is there still someone coming?
Soon, Yang Hongxing and his secretary appeared at the door of the hospital.
He was holding a large bag of fruit in his hand.
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then greeted him: "Mr. Yang, good evening, why are you here when you are free?"
"I'm here to do two things."
Yang Hongxing told Ye Fan good news: "First, I want to inform you that you have advanced to the Huatuo Cup provincial competition and will represent Longdu in the Northern Division competition on the 8th next month."
He looked at Ye Fan and warned: "Sixteen Jin and Eighth, you have to be careful, you are facing strong players from all over the world."
Hearing this sentence, Sun Bufan and Hua Yanyu cheered. They advanced to the provincial competition and were one step closer to the Hua Tuo Cup championship.
Ye Zhendong also smiled slightly, showing an expression of relief, and then lowered his head to roast the whole lamb.
"Second, I want to say sorry and thank you again."
Yang Hongxing, who has put down her arrogance, is more approachable: "Qianxue's condition is stable and her life is not in danger."
"I apologize to you for my previous stubbornness and preconceptions, and thank you for saving Qianxue regardless of past grudges."
He took out a check and handed it to Ye Fan: "The medical fee of 10 million is not much, but I mean it and I hope you can accept it."
"Okay, I'll take the check."
Ye Fan nodded solemnly: "Forget it, I'm sorry, it's all over, there's no need to say it anymore."
He put away the check very simply. He knew Yang Hongxing's character. The latter didn't like to owe favors and was worried that he would violate his principles to repay in the future if he owed too much.
So Ye Fan accepted this amount of money, which made Yang Hongxing feel free of burden.
Seeing Ye Fan's behavior, Yang Hongxing nodded slightly. He has excellent medical skills, knows how to advance and retreat, and knows how to read people's hearts. He is a talent.
"Okay, let's do this for now. Qianxue will be fine another day, and I will take her to thank you."
Yang Hongxing reached out and shook Ye Fan's hand, then turned around and left Jin Zhilin.
"Mr. Yang, you're already here, it's time for dinner, so don't be in a hurry to leave immediately."
At this moment, Song Hongyan stepped up and blocked Yang Hongxing's path with a smile on her face: "We are so happy today. Jin Zhilin is roasting a whole lamb. Mr. Zheng and the others are also here, so you can come too."
“There are so many people and it’s so lively.”
"And Mr. Zheng has brought some good wine, let's eat and drink together."
"Besides, you're already in time for dinner. If you leave like this, won't my Ye Fan be called ignorant?"
"Maybe others will reprimand him for having objections to Mr. Yang. Otherwise, how could he not leave Mr. Yang for a meal?"
Song Hongyan not only spoke sincerely, she also spoke it in such a way that it was hard to refuse her kindness.
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then nodded slightly.
Although the relationship between the two parties has eased, it is somewhat awkward due to conflicts, so Song Hongyan hopes to take the opportunity to harmonize the two parties.
Ye Fan sighed with emotion, this woman was more thoughtful than he thought.
Zheng Qiankun also turned his wheelchair and stuck his head out and shouted: "Lao Yang, come together, come together, this roasted lamb is good, much more delicious than your box lunch."
"Don't worry, so many people eating together won't ruin your reputation as a breeze."
He also tilted his head slightly towards Zheng Junqing: "Quickly go and bring Lao Yang in."
Zheng Junqing quickly stood up and rushed over to pull Yang Hongxing into the yard.
"This -" Yang Hongxing looked a little hesitant. In the past, he would definitely not attend such a gathering. Firstly, he was worried about the impact, and secondly, he felt it was too noisy.
But Ye Fan had just accepted his check happily, and there were old friends like Zheng Qiankun at the scene, so it was inappropriate for him to hold it.
Moreover, Song Hongyan's words are indeed impactful. If you act like this, it will make people think that Mark is ignorant.
"Okay, let's just have a meal tonight, haha."
Yang Hongxing laughed after making her decision: "But I won't drink anymore. I have to go to the hospital to see Qianxue in the evening."
"It's okay, you can drink some fruit wine that's not intoxicating."
Song Hongyan smiled and replied: "I asked Ye Fan to call Director Yang over. I haven't had a good get-together with him in such a long time."
"You don't have to look for him anymore."
Yang Hongxing waved his hand and said: "He was called to a meeting by the General Administration. It will probably last all night. The phone is turned off. Let's meet him next time."
Ye Fan made a call, and sure enough, his phone was turned off. He could only smile and shake his head, silently exclaiming that Yang Jianxiong was having a hard time tonight.
"When Ye Fan gets first place in the Northern Division, I will organize another game and get everyone together again."
Song Hongyan struck while the iron was hot and said with a smile: "Mr. Yang, you and Mr. Zheng will be rewarded when the time comes."
"Hahaha, no problem, Ye Fan, you have a great beauty."
Yang Hongxing looked at Ye Fan and laughed: "With Mr. Song standing by your side, you are even more powerful than a tiger."
Ye Fan smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Yang..." "Come, come, come, the roasted whole lamb is not ready yet, let's have a bowl of Ganoderma lucidum chicken soup first."
After everyone entered the yard, Tang Fenghua brought a large pot of chicken soup with two chickens and various supplements. When the lid was opened, the aroma overflowed.
One bowl per person, everyone laughed and ate it.
"Woo--" At this moment, a black motorcade slowly drove towards Jin Zhilin's door in the darkness of night, like a sharp sword.
