Fifteen minutes later, Zhao Mingyue, who was unconscious, was sent to the bedroom for recuperation. Hua Qingfeng took his pulse and was blocked by Ye Fan and complained:
"I was still six points taller in the treatment of Mrs. Zhao's condition, but you did this today, but it disrupted my overall plan."
"You let me impersonate her, and you can comfort her for a moment, but once she wakes up, her heart will be deeper and more desperate."
"As she said, I can save this time, I can't save the next time."
"And next time, I can conclude that she will seek death more resolutely and conceal."
Ye Fan wiped away the tears from his face: "When you were in the water tower, you shouldn't speak, you should make me feel a blow, maybe you can wake her up."
He felt a little wronged. He was just a doctor who came to see a doctor, but it turned out to be a dose of medicine.
It seems simple to pretend that someone's son saves people, but he is responsible for it if he is not careful. Moreover, it is also an extremely cruel thing to explain to Zhao Mingyue who woke up.
Hua Qingfeng did not respond, but just looked at Ye Fan with a smile.
"Ye Fan, you can't blame Mr. Hua for this."
"The situation was critical at that time. If you don't stop it, your sister-in-law will jump down. It's ten-story high, and your sister-in-law is still very good. If you don't let you impersonate it, you really can't stop it."
Ye Ruge smiled and defended Mr. Hua: "And starting today, I will send additional people to stare at my sister-in-law and not give her any chance to seek death."
Ye Fan sighed softly: "There is no greater sorrow than those who die in their hearts, you cannot defend yourself."
"What should I do now?"
Ye Ruge's pretty face became more sad: "Is there any way to break the knot in his sister-in-law's heart? Or let her have a glimmer of hope?"
If there is hope, you will survive hard.
"I'll wait until my wife wakes up later, I'll go see her and chat with her by the way."
Ye Fan said hesitantly: "When necessary, I will use the 'revelation' to dispel some of her pessimism."
He knew that Zhao Mingyue's heart disease was too difficult to treat, but when he came, he always had to do something.
"Didn't you show up? Do you have a good impression of Ye Fan?"
Hua Qingfeng, who had been silent, smiled: "She regarded Ye Fan as her child just now."
"This shows that her condition is extremely serious, and it also shows that Ye Fan can relieve her emotions."
"In my opinion, Ye Fan stays in Baocheng for a few more days and waits for his wife's condition to stabilize or improve before going back."
Hua Qingfeng looked at Ye Fan with a hot look: "Ye Fan, doctors are parents, stay here, don't worry, you are the wife's imperial doctor now, no one will attack you again."
"Tsk, terrible old man, what I said just now is useless?"
Ye Fan looked at Hua Qingfeng with a depressed look:
"Fake is fake. I can fool you for a moment, but I can't fool you for a lifetime, and even my wife will be even more desperate when she wakes up later."
"The greater the hope you give her, the greater the disappointment when the bubble bursts out."
"She can't deceive her in good faith."
"I can still conclude that the reason why she is so depressed is because she has endured too much illusory hope for more than twenty years."
When he was in contact with Zhao Mingyue at the Water Tower, he took the opportunity to diagnose the situation and found that the woman's condition was caused by repeated disappointments.
It is estimated that in the past twenty years, a lot of news about the lost children have emerged, such as the child is still alive, the child is suspected to appear, or sees children with similar appearances.
This made Zhao Mingyue have hope again and again, but the last one lost, which made her feel more and more desperate, and made her unable to forget her child over the years.
This hope is like a hand that uncovers the scar, causing Zhao Mingyue to bleed again and again, and finally becomes what he is now.
The best way and opportunity to treat Zhao Mingyue is to inform her child that she died more than 20 years ago, so that she could directly despair and overcome that hurdle.
"Hope again and again, despair again and again, this sister-in-law is indeed a bit cruel."
Ye Ruge whispered: "But the old lady is right. She wants to see people and die, and the Ye family's nephews will have a result."
Ye Fan's eyes twitched when he heard this: "I have a good idea, but I have suffered for more than 20 years."
"It's already like this, and it's meaningless to regret it. The most urgent thing is to stabilize Ye Fan's condition."
Ye Ruge looked at Hua Qingfeng and said softly: "Old Hua, Ye Fan is right, you can't deceive your sister-in-law anymore."
"Before this year, I definitely don't agree with deception. A kind lie will aggravate Mrs. Ye's condition." Electronic Bookstore
Hua Qingfeng was calm and composed: "But Mrs. Ye is so sick today. She is already so desperate that she is in the abyss. How can a life-saving straw be ruined?"
"She was determined to commit suicide, and she would definitely not be able to defend herself next time."
"She has a good impression of Ye Fan now. Even if she is in a trance, I feel that she should give her some hope."
"The condition has stabilized. Let's work together to conquer it little by little. Even if you can't cure Mrs. Ye, it's better than the current situation."
"And now we have other ways?"
"Psychiatric doctors at home and abroad are helpless, and I can't treat them. Cihangzhai's treatment has not been effective for half a year..."
He sighed softly: "There is no way to get Ye Fan and Mrs. Ye."
Hearing Hua Qingfeng's words, Ye Ruge had a little more shaken thought. In this situation, his sister-in-law could only be treated as a living person.
"Old man, although what you said makes sense, I don't think Mrs. Ye will get close to me."
"I just hugged me and cried bitterly on the water tower, but it was caused by excessive mental fatigue. When she woke up, she would definitely kick me, a fake guy."
Ye Fan looked at Hua Qingfeng with great righteousness: "So it's not that I don't want to stay, but..."
Hua Qingfeng interrupted Ye Fan with a chuckling: "You just say you are willing to do this medicine?"
Ye Fan was almost angry to death: "If Mrs. Ye really treats me as her son, I will stay in Baocheng for a few more days."
"Ye Fan, you can't leave!"
As soon as the words fell, the door of the room opened and a gust of fragrant wind blew, and Zhao Mingyue, who had woken up, rushed over.
She hugged Ye Fan and shouted sadly:
"Mom won't let you leave me anymore."
Fear and fearful.
"lady……"
Ye Fan wanted to say something, but he felt heartbroken.
He felt the warmth and strength of Zhao Mingyue, and something deep in his heart was also awakening.
His hand fell down at a loss, hugging Zhao Mingyue and said softly:
"Mom, don't worry, I won't leave you."
Seeing Zhao Mingyue suffer so much, Ye Fan wanted to treat her condition well and regain her life.
Hua Qingfeng smiled with relief.
Ye Ruge also breathed a sigh of relief.
Twenty kilometers away, on the Champs-Elysées, Ye Bien City standing in front of the ruins of the Red Dynasty Hall, picked up a can of undamaged beer and opened.
Wei Hongchao stood beside him, resentful:
"I found out from a flight attendant that Ye Fan ran into the plane."
"His uncle not only destroyed the properties of Qin, Qi, Wei, and Han families, but also destroyed the club that I had hundreds of millions of dollars into ruins."
"Bastard, he just wanted to hold a grudge against us, so he took revenge."
He was murderous: "I must kill him when I find an opportunity."
Ye Jincheng didn't make a sound, just swaying and drinking beer.
Wei Hongchao asked, "Mr. Ye, do you know where that bastard went?"
"Buzz--"
At this moment, Ye Jincheng's mobile phone vibrated.
He put on his earplugs to answer for a moment, then gave a knowing smile.
Wei Hongchao next to him coughed when he saw this: "Mr. Ye, today is such a bad day, can you still laugh so happily?"
"She is almost out of reach, she is so confused that she recognizes her son."
Ye Jincheng drank the remaining beer in one sip:
"It seems that I can inherit the assets of the three-bedroom house in advance next month..."