At three o'clock in the morning, Ye Fan woke up after enlightenment.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he saw Song Hongyan holding her cheek with one hand on the edge of the bed, her eyes slightly closed and she showed a hint of fatigue.
Obviously she has taken care of herself for a long time.
"Um--"
Ye Fan was about to struggle, but accidentally pulled the wound and couldn't help but groan.
"Ah, Ye Fan, are you awake?"
Song Hongyan immediately shuddered and opened her eyes. When she saw Ye Fan awakening, she was ecstatic:
"You're really awake?"
She wanted to rush out to notify Chen Biqin and the others, but when she saw that it was around three o'clock in the middle of the night, she stopped shaking the wheelchair.
Thank you for your hard work for a day and a night, so let them sleep for a while and let them tell you good news when they wake up in the morning.
"I'm awake!"
Ye Fan shook his drowsy head, then looked at Song Hongyan with a blank look: "Sister Yan, have I slept for a long time?"
"It will take about thirty hours to start from the flight on Miaocheng."
Song Hongyan smiled sweetly, became energetic, poured Ye Fan a glass of water and spoke:
"You are so sleepy that you can't wake up no matter how hard you are. Mr. Sun and the others said you are in a nightmare."
"Fortunately, Su Xier learned the trick of picking flowers and gave you a glimpse of the story, which made your whole mood improve."
She smiled and said, "Otherwise, it will take at least ten days and half a month to wake up."
Ye Fan took a sip of water, his throat was moisturized, and he became more energetic, and then looked at Song Hongyan in surprise:
"Su Xier used me with enlightenment?"
"This girl is OK. This is a unique skill in Buddhist medicine. You can get started so quickly."
"But her skills seem to be not enough. Using this move requires a lot of energy and energy. I guess she suffers a lot..."
Ye Fan had a hint of care in his eyes: "Xi'er is nothing wrong, right?"
"Nothing big is just exhausted."
Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan and comforted:
"When she walked out of your room, it was like she was fished out from water. It seemed that she was exhausting too much energy."
"So she gave us the responsibility of taking care of you, and she went back to her room to have a good sleep to replenish her energy."
"When you are in good health, you must thank Xier."
"If she hadn't awakened you, you would have to sleep for ten days and half a month, and the three of them would have to retreat when they woke up."
"It's a turbulent time now. You've been in a coma for so long, which can easily lead to a stir-fighting Xiaoxiao's eagerness."
She reached out and grabbed Ye Fan's palm: "Now that it's okay, the situation is stable, and Xi'er's kindness cannot be forgotten."
"Don't worry, I will thank Xier very well."
Ye Fan finished drinking the warm water in the cup and then whispered:
"How is Miaocheng now?"
"Did my dad get injured?"
"Who saved me?"
Ye Fan had too many questions in his heart. He only remembered that he had a melee with the Eighth Ancestor of the Miao family. He was about to hide in the woods but was attacked and knocked unconscious.
Ye Fan thought that he had fallen into the hands of the enemy so much, and now he was probably thrown into the cave of Ten Thousand Snakes, and it was impossible for him to return to Jin Zhilin.
This means that someone saved him.
But who is so domineering and saved himself from the eight old monsters?
"Things are said one by one."
"Your father is fine, he was just a little scared. After he came back, he was very honest and stayed in Jin Zhilin to cook and sweep the floor, and never went out for a walk again."
When Song Hongyan saw that Ye Fan was in good spirits, she whispered to tell the matter:
"You were carried by your father and rushed out of the Octagonal Building."
"Your father said that he had already hid in the bus, but the fight was fierce. Two bodyguards fainted from poisoning, so he had to find another place to hide."
"Then he saw you chasing Miao Jinge without hesitation, and worried that you would be safe, he would follow you after you."
"He finally touched the woods in the back mountain, and a masked man hugged you and rushed out of the woods, leaving you to him and disappeared."
"The masked man also asked your father to tell Yuan Qingyi and the others that the Eighth Ancestor of the Miao family and Miao Jinge were killed by him, so that they could raise their heads and intimidate everyone."
"Your father didn't think much about it. As soon as he told Yuan Qingyi and the others about the matter, he would randomly hold you and fly back to Longdu."
She added: "He is worried that Miaocheng is Miao Jinge's territory, and that the remnants of the Miao family are chasing you."
"Masked man?"
Ye Fan frowned slightly: "Is it a masked man again? Will this person be the same as the masked man in Tiancheng?"
At the same time, a sense of shock came to his heart. Killing Miao Jinge and the Eighth Patriarch of the Miao family, this masked man was too perverted.
Although he did not fight Miao Jinge and the others to the end, the nine people were all in the realm of the earth, and even if they were a little old, they were still very powerful.
Ye Fan fought to the death and only injured a few people, and he was covered in scars, but the other party could easily kill him. He was really a monster.
This also made Ye Fan begin to be curious about the other party's identity.
“It’s possible.”
Song Hongyan said calmly: "One killed Feng Haizhu and the other, and the other killed Miao Jinge and the Eighth Ancestors, and their strengths were in a stunning way."
"It's a miracle that a powerful masked man stares at you and protects you, and it's a bit of a fantasy for two peerless powerful men."
She teased: "After all, you are not a hot commodity like a prince."
"After this analysis, it should be the same person, but the same person is also strange. Why do masked people hide in the secret to protect me?"
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath: "I don't have any great background and value."
"Who knows?"
Song Hongyan saw it very thoroughly: "But this is also a good thing, at least you have more protection."
"I was curious at first and wanted Cai Lingzhi to investigate, but when I thought that the other party had no malicious intentions, I would give up the idea so as not to make the other party disgusted."
She added half a cup of hot water to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan asked in a sip: "Ignore the masked man for now, what is the situation in Miaocheng?"
"As soon as Miao Jinge and the Eighth Patriarch of the Miao family died, Long Wu from the Octagonal Tower was suppressed by Miao Fenglang and Yuan Qingyi."
"But there are still many people who are unruly and ready to move, but they are killed by Yuan Qingyi."
"When killing one hundred Miao Jinge's relatives, the resistance was half less. When killing two hundred confidants, 80% of them knelt down."
"Yuan Qingyi killed the two hundred people who did not kneel, and no one clamored to resist."
"Then Miao Fenglang put a gun on the remaining five hundred people and completely controlled the Octagonal Tower in his hands and Yuan Qingyi."
"A lot of Miao vassal forces came in the middle of the night, shouting to avenge Miao Jinge, but they were killed half of the poisons by Miao Fenglang."
"The remaining half has escaped back to his territory."
"But Yuan Qingyi didn't let them go."
"After taking out 20% of the Miao family's assets to bribe all parties, he brought the No. 300 people from the Octagonal Building to come to the door and killed all those who were dissatisfied."
"It can be said that gold is one hand and butcher's knife is the other hand."
"I heard that at dawn, Miaocheng no longer had any rebellious shouts, nor did the cry of the Miao clan members."
"Now Miao Fenglang temporarily takes over the position of Miaocheng President, and Zhong Tianshi and Huang Tianjiao are helping him."
"Yuan Qingyi will also stay in the city for ten days and half a month, and then return to Longdu after stabilizing the situation."
Song Hongyan learned about Ye Fan from the latest report: "It can be said that there is no war in Miaocheng anymore, and she still firmly controls the Miao family..."
"This woman is cruel enough."
Ye Fan sighed at Yuan Qingyi, knowing that she was probably stained with countless blood in her hands, but she didn't blame her.
Although Yuan Qingyi's methods are rough, they are most effective in stabilizing Miaocheng.
Then, he remembered something and looked at Song Hongyan: "How is the medical skills competition?"
Song Hongyan's pretty face stagnated, then sighed:
"Yesterday, the three games were the quota of Nihua and the other provincial champions of the Huatuo Cup were replaced, and they all lost to Kurokawa Muxue..."
"She is worthy of being a genius, almost instantly killing three Chinese players, and Beitingchuan and others are getting angry again."
She said hesitantly: "I guess only you can suppress it, but you are weak and still have scars. It is very risky to play."
"Win three games in a row?"
"Muxue Kurokawa is thinking I'm dead."
Ye Fan's lips curled up with a sneer:
"Tell her that if I don't die, she will be a minister after all..."