() () At 3 pm, Ye Fan came out from Ling Guojiang with enough food and drinks, and even took a few bags of supplements.
After a long discussion, the two reached an agreement and continued to watch the big show in Hengcheng. If they had to force them, they would never get involved.
Of course, the Ling family cannot be too divided with the eight masters, and can support some money and weapons.
After finalizing the future policy, Ye Fan got into the car and headed straight to the Red Cross Hospital.
Soon, he saw Tang Ruoxue.
The woman was wearing a blue sick gown and barefoot, sitting quietly on the bay window, looking down at the cars coming and going downstairs.
The moment the cold wind blew in, the black hair flew, making the sadness on Tang Ruoxue's face clear and profound.
"You are not in good health yet, why don't you lie in bed?"
Ye Fan threw a few bags of supplements to Aunt Qing who ran over, and then walked towards Tang Ruoxue and spoke lightly:
"The cold bay window is not good for the health."
He advised, but did not nag too much, so as not to avoid the woman's habitual rebellion.
"Thanks!"
Tang Ruoxue withdrew his gaze and looked at Ye Fan and said softly:
"Thank you for saving me again."
After a few days of recuperation, the best medicine and Feng Chu care, Tang Ruoxue's complexion improved a lot.
But the tone was as indifferent as ever.
Tang Ruoxue had already learned about the treatment that night when he had the accident.
But when facing the tantrum of Aunt Qing, she told Ye Fan that she would kneel down and beg her again before she could save the person. Tang Ruoxue did not have much emotional upset.
She had been dying in the hills for a lifetime, and seemed to suddenly have a clear head, figured out a lot of obsessions, and saw through many things.
Her unwillingness to Ye Fan, her sadness and entanglement gradually faded away like a thread.
Now she has a lot of Buddhist ties to Ye Fan. She doesn’t love him, but she doesn’t hate him anymore.
"That, Aunt Qing said that in order to protect my safety, you have had an internal strife with the sniper, which has caused you to be injured."
Ye Fan pointed his finger at Aunt Qing and responded: "It's okay for me to treat you, we're even."
"This is also going to be even? This is also going to be even? Isn't it what you should do to treat the child's fucking? "
Aunt Qing couldn't help but said angrily: "I'm really not a man!"
Ye Fan leaned on the sofa and bluntly called Aunt Qing:
"You mean my life is more precious. If I am saved, I should be grateful for it forever?"
"And your President Tang's life is not worth it. It doesn't matter whether you save it or not. You don't need to take it to heart?"
Ye Fan smiled faintly: "Aunt Qing, are you scolding your President Tang."
"you--"
Aunt Qing was speechless after being criticized!
"Okay, Aunt Qing, stop fighting with him, go and cut some watermelon and make some tea."
Tang Ruoxue slowly moved down from the bay window and even looked at Ye Fan with a joke:
"My savior is here, and it is unceremonious to not treat him well."
She asked, "Doctor Ye, how do you need me to repay me?"
"You must lend me this Aunt Qing for a month and ask her to wash the toilet well for me, even if you repay your kindness."
Ye Fan looked at the woman who was struggling to move, and wanted to reach out to support her but felt it was not good.
"roll!"
Aunt Qing scolded Ye Fan: "I will pay back the life you owe to the lady first."
Then she quickly left to make tea and cut watermelons so that Ye Fan would not be borrowed to wash the toilet.
"Are you a child genius doctor or the helm of the Huayi Sect? As for fighting with Aunt Qing?"
Tang Ruoxue glanced at Ye Fan: "Is it okay to look a little manly?"
"I don't look like a man, so I've hit her long ago."
Ye Fan smiled faintly, then changed the subject: "Actually, there is no need for you to save me."
"It's not that I'm so good at it, but that you and I have no feelings for you and I almost sacrificed myself for me."
He hoped that Tang Ruoxue would not take any action again in this danger next time, so as not to be hurt.
Tang Ruoxue's eyes were a little colder: "I really don't want to save you!"
"A ex-husband who ignores my safety in the Great Buddha Temple is indeed not worth sacrificing myself to rescue me."
"I just thought of the innocent Wangfan, and I don't want to see you die and be spurred."
"But don't worry, you only have this time to be lucky."
"Next time, if you die in front of me, I will never help you."
Thinking of the guns and bullets in the Big Buddha Temple and the thought of Ye Fan protecting Song Hongyan tightly, Tang Ruoxue's tone became more sharp.
While speaking, her body left the bay window, but the wound was not healed completely, which made her feel ache.
The whole person rushed forward.
Ye Fan, who had quick eyes and hands, quickly took a step forward and held the woman who was pressing over, with gentle movements.
"Is it okay?"
Ye Fan blamed him: "I told you not to sit on the bay window, you are so willful."
A trace of heat blew into Tang Ruoxue's tender ears, a little itchy and a little numb, and it felt quite wonderful.
Tang Ruoxue found a long-lost feeling, like a night when he returned to the Harbor City.
Ye Fan's shadow faded was a little clearer.
But she quickly controlled this idea and pushed Ye Fan away and sat down on the sofa.
She also kicked Ye Fan with the opportunity: "Sit on the chair opposite, I don't want to sit on the same sofa as you."
"What an ungrateful wolf. I should have killed you just now."
Ye Fan shook his head at the woman: "I think I am the queen all day long."
Without the feelings for Tang Ruoxue in the past, he would be less worried about gains and losses, and he would no longer need to take care of her feelings carefully when speaking.
"You say another word?"
Tang Ruoxue's face turned cold and she seemed to be about to overturn the table.
"Okay, okay, you see, you are a patient, I won't talk about it."
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath and sat on the chair opposite him.
"Stop talking nonsense, say it, what's wrong with coming here?"
Tang Ruoxue leaned against the sofa, picked up his teacup and drank it: "Don't tell me, you are here to see me."
"One, I'm really here to visit you. I've tried my best to save you. I just want you to get better completely."
Ye Fan did not have too much vain and complained: "Second, I want to ask you what your plans are next?"
"Now the storm in Hengcheng is ten times more dangerous than when it was in the Luo Family Cemetery. If possible, you should leave Hengcheng."
He reminded: "Otherwise, you may not be able to be rescued again next time."
"You asked me to leave because you care about my safety and don't want Wangfan to lose his mother..."
Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan coldly: "Do you still don't want me to stay in Hengcheng to destroy your plan and block your way?"
Ye Fan was stunned, then smiled bitterly: "Why do you think that I asked you to leave for my own benefit?"
"There's no way, you and Ling Guojiang and the others are mixed together."
Tang Ruoxue was very direct: "It made me doubt your motive."
"Even so, I'm worried that you accidentally destroy my interests."
Ye Fan looked at the woman and said lightly: "Would Mr. Tang be willing to help me with Wangfan for his sake?"
"I know, you still want to kill Jia Zihao, after all, he almost killed you."
"But now is not a good time to start. The Eight Great Alliance Alliance is having trouble killing him. Don't think about scrambling to fish."
"I can promise you that I will give you this breath in the future."
He wants to get Tang Ruoxue out of Hengcheng as soon as possible.
"I can go!"
Tang Ruoxue was silent for a while, then squeezed out: "But I want to take my own things before leaving!"
Ye Fan was stunned: "What belongs to you?"
Tang Ruoxue asked Ye Fan: "Are you free tomorrow morning?"
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "What's the matter?"
"Drink tea with me and my second wife."
Tang Ruoxue lowered his head and took a sip of water: