Ye Fan comforted Yuan Qingyi and asked her to recuperate, and then walked out of the hospitalization department.
As soon as he left the door, he saw a business convoy coming.
The car stopped, the door opened, and a long and beautiful white legs stretched out from the car.
Red high heels land on the ground in the most elegant posture.
Then, a face that was like a disaster appeared in everyone's sight.
He is tall, with black hair tied up, charming but aggressive.
A cold wind blew over, making the woman's black hair a little messy, and her charming temperament dissipated.
Countless passers-by were in a state of trance.
It is Song Hongyan.
Her cold face saw Ye Fan smile, and she opened her arms and hugged her.
"Didn't you fly over in the afternoon?"
Ye Fan did not avoid it: "I still want to go to the airport to pick you up."
"You have been fighting fiercely for so many days and you still have to treat Qingyi's injuries. I'm worried that you have worked too hard."
Song Hongyan smelled Ye Fan's breath: "So I came here half a day in advance."
"Don't worry, Xiang Guo has handled all the things he wants, and there will be no big changes."
"I'm here, you can have a good rest for a few days."
Some days later, when Song Hongyan saw Ye Fan for the first time, she felt like her soul was out of her body.
She endured herself to calm herself down and touched Ye Fan's face with a care:
"Look at you, not only are you injured, but you have also lost weight and your eyes are smaller."
"When I finish dealing with West China affairs, I must keep an eye on you to have a few good meals and sleep."
She always cared about this man very much.
"It's okay, this kind of storm can still be withstood."
Ye Fan smiled, then followed Song Hongyan into the car, relaxing her whole body against the seat:
"I'm a little sad to let you run over and pack up again."
He changed his subject: "How is the situation in the Arctic Chamber of Commerce?"
"Trusky was very angry and felt that you had cut off their wealth."
Song Hongyan smiled and took out a tablet computer, then opened it and placed it in front of Ye Fan and smiled:
"You beat Xiong Ba and the eighteen teams to death, and you and Yuan Qingyi are safe and sound, Trusky is even more angry."
"He thinks it's you declaring war on the Arctic Chamber of Commerce."
"It's just that his mind is in trouble. If he hadn't participated in the setting up a plan to kill you, how could Xiong Ba's group of people be killed by you?"
"Of course, the one who made Trusky swear to put your head on the ground..."
"It was the last eighty nephews of Nangong and Ouyang families who were killed by someone silently releasing poison gas."
"The poison gas is the poison gas of sharks."
"It is probably because you forced the bald wolf to kill all the remnants of the two families."
"It's just that he happened to use shark mustard gas, which made the Arctic Chamber of Commerce mistakenly believe that you sent someone to sneak into the Bear Kingdom to retaliate."
"In the past two days, not only has the entry and exit of the Xiong Kingdom ten times more severe, but the black and white are also catching the 'killers' you sent."
"Torasky is also protected by his troops."
"Anyway, the Arctic Chamber of Commerce is now hating you, but is also worried that you will take revenge and will not attack you again for the time being."
"But the Arctic Chamber of Commerce is mainly guarding, but I did not let them go."
"Asareva, the treasurer of the Arctic Chamber of Commerce, is Trusky's lover, went to Ruiguo Bank to settle some accounts in a week."
Song Hongyan underestimated: "I'm going to detain this woman..."
"Okay, you arrange it."
Ye Fan didn't care much and let Song Hongyan operate, and then remembered something:
"You said, why did the Arctic Chamber of Commerce want me to die like this?"
"Isn't my grudge with the Arctic Chamber of Commerce just because of Xiang Guoshi's defeat of Xiong Ba's face?"
"I have the prestige and skills, and the Ninth Prince is dealing with me. The Arctic Chamber of Commerce's brains into the water bureau and blow me to death?"
Ye Fan could see through the traps of the hills, which should have been earlier than the destruction of the bald wolf gang.
This shows that the Arctic Chamber of Commerce did not avenge Bald Wolf and others, but thought about his death early.
Their revenge should not be so great, and there is a Ninth Prince as a buffer, which makes Ye Fan very puzzled.
"If you want to die, in addition to hatred and grudges, you may also be for money and favors."
Song Hongyan smiled: "Whether to do something, it depends only on whether the benefits are tempting enough and whether the human relationship is big enough."
"Although the two tycoons have a scary fortune, the Arctic Chamber of Commerce is not short of money. It can be difficult for me, but I shouldn't fight to the death like this."
Ye Fan thought: "Is it because Trusky owes great favors to pay back? Or is there a greater temptation to benefit?"
"I don't know for the time being."
"But don't worry, I will investigate it as soon as possible."
Song Hongyan grabbed Ye Fan's hand and smiled: "You go back and rest first, I'll go see Murong Wuxin."
"Although I have never seen him, had never dealt with him, and had a grudge against Tang Pingfan, it was my uncle who was still."
"I'm here in West China, so close to you. It's not polite to say hello."
A ray of light flashed in her eyes.
Ye Fan sighed when he heard this: "You really have to meet you well."
I didn't say anything else. If I don't meet you well, I'm afraid I won't have the chance to meet you in the future.
Song Hongyan remembered something: "How is Murong Wuxin's situation now?"
"Run back from the gates of hell."
Ye Fan was obviously very concerned about Murong Wuxin's situation, so he smiled and told the woman the situation:
"With Xiong Jiudao and his gang's careful care, and I helped him at that time, he was out of danger."
"Although my body can't move, my mind and consciousness have recovered, and I can occasionally speak a few words."
"He can recover to 80% in three months at most, and in half a year, he will be fine."
His smile became playful: "I am still immature as a child doctor. I can't stop helping me when I see the patient..."
“It’s still good.”
Song Hongyan smiled: "At least Murong Yanran is grateful to you."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking of the capable woman, Xiaoxiao didn't say anything, but there was a pity in his eyes.
Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan went straight back to the Wumeng League, and Song Hongyan stopped at the hospital where Murong Wuxin was.
When she got out of the car door, Song Hongyan took out a ring from her handbag and put it on her fingers calmly.
The ring turned and a needle tip was exposed.
She turned again and the needle tip disappeared.
Then, she took her mother-in-law and others into the hospital.
Soon, Song Hongyan appeared in the observation room.
In the observation room, in addition to Murong's nephew, there are also Wumeng's children and several experts watching the situation.
Song Hongyan showed Ye Fan's sign and then showed her and Murong Wuxin's concern, and she successfully entered the ward inside.
The lights in the room are soft and various instruments are constantly flashing.
Murong Wuxin lay quietly on the hospital bed, his eyes closed slightly, and his expression was peaceful, and he obviously had survived the most difficult time.
There was also a bottle of anti-inflammatory needle hanging next to him.
The needle water fell drop by drop and slowly entered Murong Wuxin's body, causing his condition to gradually improve.
"Uncle, my name is Song Hongyan, Tang Pingfan's illegitimate daughter, and Ye Fan's woman."
Song Hongyan closed the door with her backhand, looked up and glanced at the silent monitor on her head, and then smiled softly at Murong Wuxin.
"I'll come to West China to deal with Ye Fan's hand."
"I'll come here to see you."
Song Hongyan pulled a chair and sat next to the hospital bed, and reached out to hold Murong Wuxin's hand with an injection:
"Actually, I don't want to come."
"After all, you have too many grudges with Tang Sect and Murong."
"I'm here to visit you, who is still alive, and it's easy for Gusu Murong to make a fuss."
"Murong has always disliked me, an illegitimate daughter, and has always regarded the family business of the three tycoons as theirs."
"If I come to West China and contact you, they will jump into their feet in anger, thinking that I am picking the fruits of Murong, Gusu."
"Tang Pingfan also advised me that it is best not to contact you before you die."
She didn't care whether Murong Wuxin was asleep or not, and said intently:
"But I'll still come to see you."
"Because I really want to take the lead in picking the West China fruits."
"How could I let it be taken away or divided by others by my man for his life?"
Song Hongyan did not hide her purpose, and she gently turned the ring she was wearing:
"Of course, there is another reason why I come to see you."
"What kind of a brave and talented uncle, who is the one who is in charge of his life, are you a master and brave person?"
Song Hongyan smiled and thrust her body. While blocking the camera, the ring silently pierced the needle hose.
Murong Wuxin's eyes closed tightly, and a ray of light burst out slightly...