Chapter seven hundred and forty-ninth ready to kiss a few
"stop!"
As soon as Ye Fan walked out of the inpatient department, several bodyguards in black ran up from behind.
Then they surrounded Ye Fan with a roar.
A man with a flat head looked at Ye Fan: "Brother Ye, I am Mr. Han's bodyguard, Han Xiaolong."
"The patient's condition has changed dramatically, and it is difficult for Dr. Feng and others to rescue him. Mr. Han hopes that you will go up and rescue him."
Although he shouted for Ye Fan to save people, his expression could not express his disdain, as if this was a rare opportunity for Ye Fan.
"Rescue?
I was kicked out by you, who am I going to save?"
Ye Fan refused unceremoniously: "And I am a barefoot doctor, how can I compare to your Hong Kong doctors?"
"You can just save the person yourself, or inject two more Chunxiao injections."
Yuan Qingyi's face has been lost, and Mark will not give them a good look.
"Mr. Ye, you are making it difficult for us."
"If it's difficult for us, it will be difficult for you too."
Han Xiaolong's voice turned cold: "And this is Mr. Han's request. I hope you can correct your position."
He frowned inadvertently. He told Mr. Han that he asked for it. Why didn't Ye Fan have that kind of awareness?
"So what if Mr. Han requests it?"
Ye Fan smiled noncommittally: "If he is rich and powerful, does he need me to give him face?"
"Of course!"
Han Xiaolong looked at Ye Fan coldly: "Even if you are not flattered, you should still feel honored."
"Being able to win Mr. Han's favor is a blessing you have earned in eight lifetimes."
"Don't toast me and you'll be punished with a drink."
He looked at Mark with disdain: "There's no need to put on airs."
In his opinion, Ye Fan was just waiting for a price, and he had never seen a doctor who did not bow to power and money.
And once he gets the favor of Mr. Han, Ye Fan will be able to live a good life despite his broken legs.
"roll!"
Ye Fan said unceremoniously: "Don't stop me from going to lunch."
"Tsk, if you insist on going your own way, then I will have no choice but to use violence."
Han Xiaolong's eyes showed a cold light: "The patient is in critical danger now, but you don't care. You really have no professional ethics and you don't deserve our respect."
After he finished speaking, he waved his hand.
Several bodyguards rushed over immediately.
"Bang bang bang -" Ye Fan didn't even raise his eyelids and stepped out four times in one go.
Several bodyguards screamed in an instant and jumped back on one foot. They were all in pain, as if they had been stabbed with a fire stick.
Then they fell to the ground one after another, covering their right feet with cold sweat dripping from their hands.
Han Xiaolong was stunned for a moment, glanced around, and found that all the leather shoes of his three companions had been stepped on and their socks were bleeding.
No doubt the toes were stubbed.
"You bastard, so cruel!"
Han Xiaolong roared, moved his steps, and punched Ye Fan in the head.
Ye Fan stretched out his hand, grabbed his wrist and twisted it violently.
Han Xiaolong screamed, his wrist was dislocated, and his whole body was thrown away like a windmill.
“Don’t overestimate your own capabilities.”
Ye Fan clapped his hands and said: "Go back and tell Mr. Han that you can save the patient if you want me to, it's 10 million per person."
Han Xiaolong's nose was bruised and his face was swollen, and he was furious. He wanted to resist but was in severe pain all over his body.
"Ye Fan, why did you hit someone?"
At this moment, several more people rushed out of the corridor, and Han Ziqi and Tang Yanxi appeared.
"Can't you just be calm and make things messy?"
"Also, now that I believe in your medical skills, you can go up and perform your acupuncture."
Tang Yanxi shouted to Ye Fan: "Take advantage of this opportunity to feel proud."
"Excuse me."
Ye Fan shrugged: "I don't want this opportunity."
"What are you doing?"
Tang Yanxi stomped her feet angrily: "My mother is dying, hurry up and help me treat her."
"Can you take responsibility for delaying your illness?"
"Let me tell you, if something happens to my mother, I will never let you go."
Tang Yanxi looked at Ye Fan with hatred, "Go up and save people."
She felt that she had recognized Ye Fan's medical skills, and Ye Fan should be grateful and sincerely go to save people instead of wasting time here.
For a person with such a prominent status as her mother to be able to use Ye Fan's medical skills, it was simply a blessing that the latter had cultivated for eight lifetimes.
"Sorry, Yuan Qingyi has run out of face."
Ye Fan looked at Tang Yanxi and said calmly: "It's not difficult to save your mother again, one life, one hundred million."
"If I can afford it, I'll save it."
"If you can't afford it, then go to Mr. Han and the others. Your mother's illness is caused by the side effects of Chunxiao's new medicine."
After saying that, Ye Fan clapped his hands and left.
"Can you give me some face?"
Just as Ye Fan was about to leave, Han Ziqi suddenly stepped forward and stopped Ye Fan with his hand.
"What kind of status does this mean?"
Ye Fan looked at her with interest: "Miss Han or Tang Yanxi's best friend?"
Han Ziqi bit her seductive red lips: "Is your girlfriend's face enough?"
When she said the word girlfriend, she felt very strange in her heart. Unexperienced, she felt that this title was strange, but it was also a little exciting.
“Interesting!”
Ye Fan was not polite, stepped forward and hugged the woman's waist: "How about dinner and a movie tonight?"
Han Ziqi breathed rapidly, but did not move away from Ye Fan's hand: "Okay!"
Tang Yanxi and Han Xiaolong were very angry when they saw this, but they did not dare to stand up and make any noise.
They have discovered that Ye Fan seems to have no edges and corners, but in fact there is something hidden inside.
Ye Fan made another request: "After watching the movie, go to my house and sleep."
"Ye Fan, don't push yourself too far!"
Han Ziqi's pretty face sank: "If I weren't worried about Aunt Tang getting into trouble, I wouldn't bother to pay attention to you, a scoundrel like you."
"Eating and watching a movie are the stakes in a bet."
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "But it's a little faster to go to my house to sleep. I have to watch two more movies before going to bed."
"In this way, give me a kiss and I will save Mrs. Tang."
"Kiss me ten times and I will save ten patients."
He added: "Of course, we still have to collect money, 10 million per person."
"Ding——" The phone rang at this moment, and Tang Yanxi took the call.
After answering the call for a moment, her expression suddenly changed, and she burst into tears as soon as she hung up the phone.
"What's wrong?"
Han Ziqi's expression tightened.
"Doctor Feng called, my mother is in critical condition... and asked me to be prepared."
"What should I do? What should I do..." Tang Yanxi's bitter image disappeared immediately. She grabbed Han Ziqi's arm and cried loudly.
"Pa—" Han Ziqi wrapped her hands around Ye Fan's neck and kissed him hard on the face.
Tang Yanxi, Han Xiaolong and the others exclaimed, looking in disbelief as they watched the famously cold Han Ziqi kiss him.
Han Ziqi avoided everyone's gaze, then reached out and pinched Ye Fan, feeling shy and anxious: "Hurry and save people."
"Take this pill for your mother to take."
Ye Fan wiped the lip marks on his face, raised a smile at the corner of his mouth, and then took out a pill and gave it to Tang Yanxi.
Tang Yanxi took the pills and turned around and ran into the hospital.
Han Ziqi took Ye Fan and quickly went upstairs.
Ye Fan reluctantly followed up.
Entering the ward, I saw a bunch of people rescuing Mrs. Tang, all in a hurry, with despair on their faces.
Han Xiangbei and others were nowhere to be seen.
Tang Yanxi followed Ye Fan's instructions and dissolved the pills in water for her mother to drink.
Mrs. Tang, who took the 'Breaking Dawn' pills, quickly stopped the deterioration of her condition and her vital index recovered again.
Han Ziqi was relieved and glanced at Mark: I didn't expect this man to have such outstanding medical skills.
At the same time, she swore that she would never kiss Mark Ye Fan again until she died.
"It's not good, it's not good, Dr. Feng, the other nine patients also have organ failure."
At this moment, several more medical staff rushed into the door and shouted anxiously: "Several people are dying and need to be rescued."
Dr. Feng and the others were shocked, and they all looked at Mark.
Ye Fan took out nine pills and looked at Han Ziqi with a smile: "Get ready for a few kisses..."
