Because he had a falling out with Tang Ruoxue, Ye Fan did not return to the Tang family villa.
He asked Liu Fugui to go home and rest, while he spent the night in a small hotel opposite the hospital.
After two fierce battles, Ye Fan thought he could have a good sleep, but unexpectedly he fell into a nightmare.
In the dream, he and Tang Ruoxue fell into a siege, surrounded by dozens of black-clad killers. He fought hard to find a way out.
Just when he was about to run away with Tang Ruoxue, someone suddenly stabbed him in the back. Ye Fan tried his best to turn his head and found a familiar figure.
He wanted to see the other person clearly, but the result was getting blurry and blurry, and Tang Ruoxue was also pulled away by the other person.
Ye Fan was in pain physically and mentally, and wanted to reach out to stop him, but he received a merciless stab from the other party.
He couldn't help shouting:
"ah--"
Ye Fan sat up suddenly, sweating profusely and even his hair was soaked.
There is lingering fear in my heart.
But what worried him was not that he was killed, but that Tang Ruoxue was far away from him.
Ye Fan laughed at himself: "The love at first sight eighteen years ago is so unforgettable?"
Afterwards, he got up, washed and put on clean clothes.
Thirty minutes later, Ye Fan appeared in Jin Zhilin.
Gongsun Qian seemed to know that he was coming and had prepared cakes and milk early. Soon, Sun Bufan also arrived in his BMW.
"Bang bang bang——"
Just when the three of them were having breakfast together, the door of the medical center was banged heavily, accompanied by Aunt Jia's sad voice:
"Doctor Sun, Doctor Ye, help me."
Ye Fan and Gongsun Qian immediately dropped their breakfast and rushed out. As soon as they opened the door of the medical clinic, they saw Aunt Jia falling to the ground with a plop.
Behind her was Uncle Jia, his face was blue, his breathing was rapid, his mouth was slightly open, and he was unable to speak.
Sun Bufan hurriedly helped Uncle Jia and the others up: "What's going on?"
Aunt Jia looked sad: "I don't know either. I ate snacks and took a walk nearby this morning, but he collapsed just as he reached the intersection."
"It's so early in the morning, it's too slow to wait for the ambulance."
"I can only move to your place."
There is another reason that I haven't mentioned yet, and that is that Jin Zhilin is cheap. The general consultation fee is 30, and the emergency fee is 100, which is much more cost-effective than an ambulance.
Sun Bufan exhaled a long breath: "Little Master, how is Uncle Jia doing? Why do you feel that the symptoms are a bit familiar?"
"You must be familiar, he was poisoned again"
Before Aunt Jia could speak, Ye Fan, who felt his pulse briefly, made a diagnosis: "Exactly the same as yesterday, food poisoning."
Sun Bufan lost his voice in surprise: "Food poisoning again?"
"Aunt Jia, didn't I tell you? Can't you eat spoiled food?"
Sun Bufan complained loudly: "In such a hot weather, it is best not to eat anything after dinner and overnight."
Aunt Jia jumped up: "Impossible, impossible. Although we are not very rich, we are very picky."
"We only eat seasonal fruits and fresh meals, and rarely even leave any food left. How could we eat spoiled food?"
"If I eat the same food and drink the same water, I'm fine. How come he's fine?"
She looked aggrieved. After all, she was a decent person. Her ancestor was a local tycoon. It was too disrespectful to say that she had eaten the food.
"Sun Bufan, Uncle Jia will be fine later. Help Aunt Jia help him go home."
While giving Uncle Jia acupuncture and detoxification, Ye Fan warned Sun Bufan:
"By the way, check if there is any problem with the water source at home?"
Although Ye Fan was able to determine that Uncle Jia had food poisoning, Aunt Jia's firm attitude made him curious and wanted to see what went wrong.
Sun Bufan nodded repeatedly: "Understood."
During Ye Fan's acupuncture, Uncle Jia soon started to tremble and vomited into the trash can that Sun Bufan was holding. The smell was very unpleasant.
This time, Ye Fan smelled some medicinal herbs.
Just when he wanted to take a look at the vomit, Sun Bufan had already rushed out with a trash can and poured it into the sewer as quickly as possible to flush it away.
Ye Fan wanted to say something, but finally shook his head.
Uncle Jia and Aunt Jia put down one hundred yuan and left Jin Zhilin with many thanks.
As soon as the hospital door opens, there is a steady stream of patients.