After dealing with Chen Haodong's incident, Ye Fan did not continue to follow up and left all to Cai Ruyan for arrangements.
His attention was turned to Chunxiao Needle Water.
He read the news that the number of people in Hong Kong was increasing, and the number of people involved was uncontrollably forcing toward 500.
The entire Hong Kong city medical system is facing a great enemy, and more than 10 million citizens are in a panic.
This made the whole people wear masks and also went to Life Group to ask Han Xiangbei to mass-produce Chunxiao immediately so that all patients' illnesses can be curbed.
Because of the effect of spring dawn, Han Xiangbei became the light of the port city, not only being supported by countless people, but also being hoped by patients and their families.
"The first ten patients who were injected with Chunxiao have improved further today."
"The attending doctor at the hospital of Our Lady declares that at most three infusions, the first batch of patients will be cured."
"Life Group has obtained approval from the Medical Department and is expected to start mass production of Chunxiao in the afternoon. Tomorrow, one hundred will be produced for patients with severe diseases!"
"Chunxiao's price is tentatively set to be 100,000 per unit, and the Medical Department will subsidize 6,000 yuan per unit..."
At noon the next day, when Ye Fan was cooking herbs, TV news kept broadcasting good news about Chunxiao, and it was obvious that the official needed it to stabilize people's hearts.
Han Xiangbei also appeared on TV.
He is 1.8 meters tall and not only has great majesty, but also has strong muscles, as if he is rubbed into steel bars.
He responded to the reporter's interview with enthusiasm and told Chunxiao that the production was slow because new drugs needed to be cautious, and that experts and workers were not familiar with the process.
As for the price of 100,000 yuan per unit, Life Group has invested too much.
One hundred thousand is the cost price, and its sales start at 300,000 and overseas sales start at 600,000.
"merchant……"
Although Ye Fan did not deal with Han Xiangbei, when he saw his image and remarks on TV, he couldn't help but think of Huo Shangyin in his mind.
The two have very similar styles.
However, Ye Fan did not pay too much attention and continued to turn his energy to boiling medicinal materials. He used pots and pans to make pills.
One day and one night, one hundred pills were boiled, which could specifically resolve Chunxiao's sequelae.
Ye Fan also gave it a name for the medicine of dawn.
"bite--"
As soon as Ye Fan spread the hot pills on the plate, the cell phone in his arms vibrated.
He took it out and took a look, and asked for a video.
Ye Fan smiled and took it in, his eyes lit up instantly, and there was an extremely graceful figure.
In the octagonal pavilion, Yuan Qingyi was standing in front of a piece of rice paper, holding a brush, and writing words in strokes.
The purple and elegant cheongsam, with a deep purple waist, three thousand black hairs, flew lightly with the skirt, and the purple slit on the head, shining brightly in the sunshine.
Although it was just a silhouette of practicing calligraphy, Ye Fan held his breath with his slender figure and beautiful outline as if he was like a mountain of spiritual rain.
Ye Fan looked at Yuan Qingyi's half-unbelievable and beautiful face, and felt her noble and inviolable temperament.
Especially the woman's eyes that looked back at him were quiet and smiling, clear and endless, as if they contained indescribable longing and charm.
Ye Fan felt inexplicably tender.
"Ye Fan..."
Yuan Qingyi turned her pretty face and smiled calmly: "Is this word I wrote good-looking?"
While speaking, she lifted up a piece of rice paper.
There are no poems or famous quotes above, only the simple Ye Fan.
But this name has been a hundred times, occupying every corner of the rice paper.
And every stroke and stroke, the force penetrates the back of the paper, as if he wanted to carve the name Ye Fan into the paper and carve it into his heart.
"good."
Ye Fan's eyelids twitched: "It's just that my name is not worthy of your brushwork."
Although the two of them were far away from each other through the screen, Ye Fan could still feel the feelings on rice paper and the passion of Yuan Qingyi.
Yuan Qingyi chuckled and said with a charming voice: "I feel so full of this name. If I don't write it out, I'm worried that I will hurt myself."
"President Yuan, can you tease me like this?"
Ye Fan laughed and avoided the important things: "And you should be very busy now, and you should be busy every day. Why do you have time to videotape with me?"
"The matter has been basically handled and the situation has stabilized. I am very free now."
Yuan Qingyi laughed softly: "Besides, can't I call you? We are people who have lived and died together."
"That's not what it means."
Ye Fan burst into laughter: "I was just an accident. After all, you are all in trouble now."
Yuan Qingyi sat down on the bench, kicked away the high heels on her feet, and then made a mistake with her slender legs.
The toes wrapped in stockings are looming in the sun.
"It's true that there are many things, but I've cut the mess."
"I have replaced the entire Dragon Capital Martial Alliance with a major change. The retirement, the punishment, and the detention of the detention are no longer annoying."
"Miao Jingyun has also become honest and dare not challenge me in person anymore."
She smiled at Ye Fan: "When I find a chance to give him a warning, he will never worry about Long Cheng's position again."
"Congratulations on getting on the post."
Ye Fan said with a thumbs up: "It seems that I chose you correctly, and I didn't misunderstand it."
"It's all your credit."
Yuan Qingyi whispered: "If you hadn't supported me strongly, how could I have been today?"
"It's all the result of your efforts and has nothing to do with me."
Ye Fan pinched a pill with his fingers, then smiled and said, "Is President Yuan really here to chat about his family today?"
"In addition to reporting to you the latest situation, I also want to say sorry to you."
Yuan Qingyi gave Ye Fan a blank look, as if saying that he was not understanding the charm, and then his pretty face became two points more serious:
"I originally wanted Tang Yanxi to do his best to serve the landlords and let her take you to make a good move in the Harbor City."
"In order to get along well with you, I also deliberately conceal your identity."
"But I didn't expect that she not only did not take good care of you, but instead brought you a lot of trouble."
"Especially the conflict in the hospital, it's really unreasonable that they waste your kindness."
"I just told them to believe your diagnosis, but even I was scolded by them."
"They even become popular with me, which shows that they have given you a lot of grievances."
"I'm very ashamed and want to say sorry to you."
Yuan Qingyi looked at Ye Fan with her eyes as water, with a trace of indescribable apology on her pretty face.
"It's okay, it has nothing to do with you, you don't need to apologize."
"And it's not once or twice that I've been misunderstood. I haven't taken this little thing to my heart."
Ye Fan smiled faintly, and it was obvious that Tang's mother had sued Yuan Qingyi, and ninety percent said he was cursed.
"Besides, they will suffer soon."
"Based on yesterday's injection, I guess there will be a reaction today."
"In mild cases, kidney pain or failure, and in severe cases, complications are worse than death."
"They will not only apologize to me, but also say sorry to you."
For Tang's mother, who was in a hurry to recover, she would definitely inject Chunxiao to the maximum extent. She had poor kidneys and would react if she had to last for two days.
"Ah, is that?"
Yuan Qingyi's pretty face became a little anxious: "I told them that you are a master of medical skills and can even treat my foot disease. I have to believe you."
"But they just didn't listen, and they even said that you were a barefoot doctor, and your medical skills were not as good as those of SIPG doctors. I was so angry."
"Ye Fan, I know they offended you, and you are kind and righteous. But I hope you can save her life if necessary?"
"Tang Yanxi's mother helped me in Hong Kong City before, and she has some blood relationship with my mother."
She looked at Ye Fan with an awkward look on her face.
"Don't worry."
Ye Fan comforted: "I'll go and see it later..."
"bite--"
Before Ye Fan could finish his words, Yuan Qingyi's other cell phone rang, and she picked it up and glanced.
The next second, her pretty face changed instantly: