Chapter 3138 Non-war crimes
He is not Tang...
Halfway through his words, Ye Fan stopped proof, and his face was shocked.
It’s just that this shock is not because the owner of the mask is another strange face.
But because the person under the mask is still the Three Kingdoms of Tang.
The two faces are almost exactly the same.
The only difference is that the face under the mask has a lot of old spots and half of the cheeks.
The decayed skin is rich and pungent.
The broken wound is clear and shocking.
This time, the Three Kingdoms of Tang not only gave Ye Fan the feeling of dying, but also gave Ye Fan a decayed situation.
A piece of decaying wood that has lost its vitality and is soaked in the water.
Ye Fan stared at Tang Sanguo with dry mouth: "You——"
Seeing the mask in Ye Fan's hand, Wang Hongtu was slightly stunned, and then his expression calmed down.
He seemed to know why Ye Fan suddenly took action.
But he didn't whine, as if he had known about the existence of the mask.
Wang Hongtu waved his hand gently to stop the woman in yellow and others from rushing in again.
Tang Sanguo was also extremely calm, with no panic on his face.
He reached out and gently stroked his festered cheeks, then looked at Ye Fan and smiled bitterly:
"I didn't expect you to find out."
"I am plagued by illness, not only infecting and killing many people, but also causing me to have half of my face, becoming neither human nor ghost."
"Although I know I am dying, I still don't want my appearance to scare others."
"And I also hope to leave Ruoxue and the others with a little decent look."
"So I asked Mr. Wang to get me a pair of imitation mask."
"Wear it when you are active during the day or when you meet someone, and take it off and disinfect it at night when you go to bed."
"I thought you wouldn't find this mask of me."
"I didn't expect you to find out the clues."
"It's just that you shouldn't have pulled it off, so that I can make me more decent and calm your heart."
"Otherwise, how can you tell the three Ruoxue sisters about my situation when you go back?"
"You said I was okay, you were uneasy. You said I had a festering face, and Ruoxue and the others were in pain."
"Some things cannot be torn off."
"If you tear it off, you have to face the bloody face and a bunch of unavoidable bad things."
Tang Sanguo reached out and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder: "Sometimes it is rare to be confused."
Ye Fan stared at Tang Sanguo with sharp eyes, trying to capture what he wanted from his expression.
However, Tang Sanguo was calm and generous, but Ye Fan could not see any clues.
He turned his head and looked at Wang Hongtu who had not left yet and smiled, "Mr. Wang, is it the mask you gave to Lao Tang?"
“Human rights are supreme.”
Wang Hongtu restrained the murderous aura he had just taken and spoke lightly with his hands on his back:
"The disease of Tang Sanguo is helpless, Jinyi Pavilion is helpless, and Doctor Ye refuses to help."
"This is destined that the Three Kingdoms of Tang will uncontrollably slide into the abyss of death step by step."
"For a dying person, it is normal to satisfy his reasonable demands."
"Be more decent, be nice to him, be nice to his family, and be nice to Jinyi Pavilion."
"Doctor Ye should not regard Jinyi Pavilion as a big devil because of the dispute between Jinyi Pavilion and Ye Tang."
Wang Hongtu looked at Ye Fan's voice and came out gently:
"The Jinyi Pavilion is also composed of a person, and it also has compassion and conscience."
He also gestured to the women in yellow and asked them to withdraw from the yard and leave a few people behind.
The woman in yellow looked at Ye Fan unwillingly, but finally nodded and bit her lip and left to deal with her injuries.
"I just didn't expect that a mask would cause such a big reaction from Mr. Ye."
"I made me feel that Young Master Ye wants to kill Mr. Tang."
Wang Hongtu looked at Ye Fan and asked playfully: "What? What is Mr. Ye's suspicion about Mr. Tang?"
Tang Sanguo smiled kindly: "It's not Ye Fan's fault. Familiar people will inevitably have misunderstandings when wearing masks."
Ye Fan's face calmed down and he swept the mouth of the tool inside his hand:
"It's because I'm too small, I didn't expect Jinyi Pavilion to have such a warm side."
Ye Fan looked at Tang Sanguo: "I thank Mr. Wang for the decent gift for the Tang sisters."
Wang Hongtu joked: "Why do I feel like Ye Shaomian is hiding needles?"
"Do you think this Tang Sanguo is fake?"
"Or do you think there is a mask under him?"
"If you think Tang Sanguo was killed or let go by Jinyi Pavilion and used a fake mask to confuse everyone, you can go up and test it."
"You can pull Mr. Tang's face and see if you can pull an extra mask."
Wang Hongtu reached out to Tang Sanguo's side: "If this is fake or I still wear a mask, I will cut my head down for you."
Tang Sanguo waved to Wang Hongtu: "Mr. Wang, don't do this, Ye Fan is just worried about me."
Wang Hongtu looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "Doctor Ye, can you feel at ease?"
"No!"
Ye Fan withdrew his gaze and could see that there was no mask under the mask, and his cheeks were ulcerated and there was no moisture.
He swept over Tang Sanguo's ears and palms again, and finally shook the mask in his hand and smiled bitterly:
"Old Tang, I'm going to give you the mask. I was just now, and I thought some bad guy was pretending to be you."
"But you don't need to wear this mask anymore."
"I drank your wine today and gave Mr. Wang a face. I can take action to treat your infectious disease."
Ye Fan looked at Tang Sanguo's hands wrapped in gauze and said, "Maybe it can't be eradicated, but at least it can relieve your pain."
Wang Hongtu smiled faintly: "Doctor Ye is a great charity."
Tang Sanguo touched the corner of his mouth, and then shook his head slightly to refuse:
"Ye Fan, I know you are a good child, and I also know that your medical skills will be effective."
"But I, a person who has harmed you and your mother, is not worthy of your grievances to save me with kindness."
"And you save me. If your mother finds out, she will be so angry with you."
"I have been separated from you, mother and son for more than 20 years, and I can no longer let you, mother and son have a rift."
"This is also the only thing that I, Tang Sanguo, can do."
After Tang Sanguo finished speaking, he drank Huadiao wine in one sip and sat down with a staggering pace.
"Old Tang, don't worry, my mother is a reasonable person."
Ye Fan's tone was indifferent: "I'll explain it to her carefully, she won't have any trouble with me."
Wang Hongtu also nodded and agreed: "Mr. Tang, don't you want to be decent?"
"If you cure your festering face and let you die completely, isn't it a hundred times better than if you slowly rot and die?"
"And it won't defile my yard."
"Otherwise, you will die of rotten here, and no one will live here in the future, and the nurses will not dare to come."
He advised: "Let Ye Fan cure you."
Tang Sanguo leaned on the bench and stretched out his hand and waved it:
"Thank you Ye Fan for your kindness."
"But I really don't need treatment."
"One is what I just said, I don't want to bring unnecessary conflicts to Ye Fan and Zhao Mingyue."
"One is that I feel that I have lived enough, and I don't want to suffer more years of pain and die after being cured."
He was firm: "You should respect my opinion and let me slowly rot and die."
"OK!"
Wang Hongtu wanted to advise again, and Ye Fan smiled generously:
"Old Tang, you have your own ideas, I respect your wishes."
"I just want to tell you that there is only one opportunity, and there will be no more after today."
"Come on, I'll have another drink with you, it's a practice for this life."
"Because the next time we meet is highly likely to be separated by yin and yang."
Ye Fan stepped forward and poured a glass of wine for both parties, then laughed and drank it.
"Okay, see you in the next life."
Tang Sanguo sat up straight and picked up the wine glass and drank it clean.
"Take care of yourself!"
Ye Fan threw the wine glass in his hand, patted Tang Sanguo on the shoulder and turned around and left the yard.
Not only did he walk frankly, but he also walked very quickly and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Tang Sanguo watched Ye Fan leave, but when he withdrew his gaze, his heart sank.
The cup that I had drunk was gone!!!
Then, Tang Sanguo laughed loudly, and a sad Beijing accent echoed throughout the yard:
"This is the crime of heaven's destruction of our Chu, not the crime of war..."
This chapter has been completed!