After learning that Ye Fan was the first envoy of the Wu League, Yuan Huihuang, who was going to keep Ye Fan for lunch, immediately found an excuse to have a meeting and ran away.
If he didn't disappear from Ye Fan quickly, he felt like he had to find a place to get in.
This time he was not only blind, but also completely blinded by lard.
However, he still told Yuan Qingyi to entertain Ye Fan well and asked Secretary Jia to transfer the Xishan Group to Ye Fan.
"Inspector Ye, I'm sorry for causing you trouble."
After coming out of the golden building, Yuan Qingyi looked at Ye Fan with an apologetic look: "My cousin is arrogant by nature. If I offend you, please forgive me."
She regretted that she came too late and didn't stop the fight between the two in time. Although she didn't know the outcome, it was always a bad idea to take action.
Ye Fan saw the news from his mobile phone that Xishan Group had been transferred to his name, and Yuan Huihuang gave him a thank you fee of 100 million.
Thanks to him for saving his life by lending a hand at the window.
Ye Fan didn't hesitate much and happily accepted the two gifts. Then he looked at Yuan Qingyi and said with a smile: "Mr. Yuan is indeed a bit arrogant, but he also has advantages, that is, he keeps his word."
"And the matter has been resolved and the grudges have been resolved. You don't need to worry about me conflicting with him."
He did not tell the two of them the outcome, nor did he say that Yuan Huihuang was going to call him eldest brother, so as to save him some face.
"Just resolve the conflict."
Yuan Qingyi smiled charmingly and said: "My brother is a stubborn person, and I am most worried that he will fight with you to the end."
He's really quite arrogant, he just needs a good fight.
Something crossed Ye Fan's mind, and then he changed the subject: "You and Mr. Yuan have a good relationship."
"My father is a branch of the Yuan family, my mother is a side brother, and they both died early, and I am a daughter, which means I am destined to be a marginalized figure in the Yuan family."
Yuan Qingyi did not hide it from Ye Fan. She chuckled and revealed her relationship with Yuan Huihuang: "Most of the nephews and nephews of the Yuan family despise me. They used to bully me. Only Yuan Huihuang has always protected me."
"If he hadn't protected me from wind and rain, I probably wouldn't have lived to be eighteen, let alone finish my studies and get married."
"So I have a pretty good relationship with him."
"If anything happens to me, he will help me if he can. He also taught me all my martial arts skills."
"And I clean up his loose ends and maintain some connections."
"You know, he is so arrogant and has such high ambitions that he can easily offend others if he is not careful."
"If I didn't help him pack some things, he would have been attacked on all sides in Longdu."
She smiled with a touch of tranquility: "So when I heard that he was conflicting with Inspector Ye, I rushed over in a hurry, but I didn't expect that I was a little too late."
"You brother and sister have a really good relationship."
Ye Fan showed a hint of approval, then smiled and said: "Don't worry, he and I will not have any conflicts again."
"Thank you, Inspector Ye."
Yuan Qingyi's pretty face was soft, and then she looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "Inspector Ye, is it convenient at noon?
I want to treat you to lunch."
She also reached out to the side of the Lincoln car next to her: "I hope Inspector Ye will give me some face."
"Oops..." Before Ye Fan could respond, Yuan Qingyi's face changed as he turned slightly sideways, his left foot went soft, and he fell to the ground uncontrollably.
It feels like one step on the wrong foot.
Ye Fan, with quick eyesight and quick hands, helped Yuan Qingyi's body: "Madam, are you okay?"
"It's okay, it's the same old problem."
Yuan Qingyi stamped her left foot vigorously to give herself a little more strength, and then chuckled: "I was pranked when I was a child, and one of my legs was frozen by the snow. There is a little problem, but it's not serious, just stamp your feet."
Although she spoke calmly, Ye Fan could feel her helplessness back then. A group of naughty children bullied a little girl and even froze her feet with snow.
"Madam, this is no small problem."
Ye Fan stretched out his hand to feel her pulse and quickly understood Yuan Qingyi's problem. He helped her sit down in the back seat of the Lincoln car and then turned her feet outside the car.
Without waiting for Yuan Qingyi to react, Ye Fan squatted on the ground and took off her shoes, pinched her smooth calves and placed them on his knees.
"Your legs have been frozen, and you still have muscle atrophy. Let me treat it for you."
Ye Fan reached out and pinched her ankle.
Yuan Qingyi hurriedly responded: "Inspector Ye, how can you be so embarrassed..." "It's okay, you helped me last time, I will treat it easily this time, it's even."
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Ye Fan slid his fingers up her calf to check: "If you don't get treatment in time, in two years you won't even have the strength to stamp your feet, and you'll probably have to use crutches."
Yuan Qingyi was surprised and said: "Ah, so serious?
I saw the doctor and they said it doesn't matter, just keep warm."
“Keeping warm treats the symptoms but not the root cause.”
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "It must be stretched out, otherwise it will shrink into a pile. Not only will one leg be useless, but it will also hurt to death."
Then, without waiting for Yuan Qingyi to speak, he put his fingers on Yuan Qingyi's feet, started from the feet, worked his way up, and slowly pressed down.
The moment the sole of his foot was touched, Yuan Qingyi's breath froze.
He secretly glanced at Ye Fan, but Ye Fan was looking intently, with no evil thoughts on his face.
Those unpretentious hands, pushing, tapping, or pressing, gradually warmed the left foot.
Although Yuan Qingyi closed her mouth and tried her best to endure it, her pretty face turned red uncontrollably.
Five minutes later, Ye Fan calmly stopped.
Yuan Qingyi broke out in a sweat, her whole legs felt more comfortable than ever before, and there was an indescribable surge of strength.
This was a power she hadn't felt in a long time.
She exclaimed with joy: "Investor Ye, my leg is really much better. I feel like I have control over it again."
She no longer had to worry, as her left foot suddenly lost strength as if she had stepped on the air.
"This is just the first course of treatment. I'll give you a prescription. You can go back and drink it for a month."
Ye Fan picked up his cell phone and wrote a prescription: "After a month of warming and tonic, I will give you another acupuncture to rejuvenate your muscles and veins."
"Inspector Ye, thank you very much."
Yuan Qingyi's pretty face was very happy, and then hesitantly asked: "Inspector Ye, are you free next month?"
Ye Fan smiled slightly: "Is something wrong?"
Yuan Qingyi bit her red lips and said, "If you are free, I would like to ask you to go to Hong Kong City for medical treatment."
"I have an elder who is in very poor health. I want you to go take a look. Don't worry, it won't cost you too much time. It will only take a day or two."
"As for the medical fee, you can pay whatever you want. I can afford it, no problem."
She asked cautiously: "I just don't know if it's inconvenient for you..." "It should be fine. I'll go back and take a look. I'll try my best to spare two days. I'll tell you the specific dates when the time comes."
Hearing that the consultation fee was casual, Ye Fan would certainly not miss this opportunity. Seeing a powerful person could make up for Jin Zhilin's treatment of thousands of neighborhood patients.
"Great, great."
Yuan Qingyi's eyes lit up: "This matter has been settled. I will ask you for the specific date at the beginning of next month."
Ye Fan nodded lightly: "No problem."
Yuan Qingyi stretched out her hand to hold Ye Fan and smiled softly: "Now, even if you don't let me treat you to lunch."
"Then I would rather obey your orders than respect you."
"But before eating, put on your shoes first."
Ye Fan smiled and didn't push back too much. He had to eat at noon anyway, so he squatted down and grabbed Yuan Qingyi's ankle.
It was too late for Yuan Qingyi to stop her. She lowered her head and looked at the profile of Ye Fan who was helping to put on socks, and her eyes suddenly became a little gentle...
