After coming out of the hospital, Ye Fan pushed Ye Wujiu towards the parking lot.
"I'm really sorry. I didn't expect Rong'ai Hospital to be so evil and leave your dad to die in the emergency room."
Tang Ruoxue was very apologetic to Ye Wujiu: "If I had known earlier, I would have driven half an hour longer and sent him to Zhonghai Hospital."
"None of your business."
Ye Fan's tone softened invisibly: "It was the hospital's evil intentions, but it's all over. My father will be fine now."
"I should also thank you properly."
If Tang Ruoxue hadn't helped him this time, he might have lost his adoptive father forever.
"How is your dad doing now?"
Although the relationship between the two was at a freezing point, Ye Fan's thanks still made Tang Ruoxue feel alive, and she changed the subject:
"Do you want to change to another hospital for treatment? Do you want to go to my mother's clinic?"
Tang Ruoxue looked at the unconscious Ye Wujiu in the wheelchair and asked worriedly: "Looks like he has lost a lot of blood. He should be treated as soon as possible."
Ye Fan shook his head gently: "No, he's fine. His life is no longer in danger. I'll just take him back to the hospital for observation later."
"Ye Fan, do you want to go to the police station and make it clear?"
Seeing that Mark had his own idea, Tang Ruoxue did not insist anymore and looked back at the hospital: "Lest Ma Qianjun and the others sue you for intentionally hurting someone."
She has still not recovered from Ma Qianjun's severed hands and feet, which was even more shocking than Ye Fan hitting Lin Baishun on the head at the Aegean Restaurant.
After all, Ma Qianjun is Ma Jiacheng's nephew.
"No, I'll be fine."
There was no emotion on Ye Fan's face: "But Bai Jiaxin and this hospital will soon be rectified."
Tang Ruoxue asked further: "Is the person who called you just now Ma Jiacheng?"
She stood next to Ye Fan, heard the content of the phone call, and combined with Ma Qianjun's fear, deduced that Mr. Ma was Ma Jiacheng.
"Yes, he is Ma Jiacheng."
Ye Fan didn't hide anything: "I have some friendship with him, so I always say hello when touching his nephew."
Tang Ruoxue's eyes sparkled with curiosity: "How did you get to know Ma Jiacheng?"
She couldn't figure out how her useless husband could get involved with Ma Jiacheng, who was worth tens of billions.
You know, it is difficult for her to even meet the Ma family, let alone have friendship with them.
"Woo——"
Before Ye Fan could say anything, a RV roared over and parked neatly next to Ye Fan and Tang Ruoxue.
The car door opened, and a woman with an extremely graceful figure emerged. She was wearing a red windbreaker and black sunglasses. She was fashionable and capable, and exuded a strong aura.
She slowly took off the toad mirror, revealing a face that was charming and thought-provoking.
She instantly attracted the attention of many people.
What a beauty.
Many animals swallowed their saliva wildly.
This beauty is none other than Song Hongyan, who brought disaster to the country and the people.
Behind her were several medical staff, all of whom looked professional and experienced.
"Quick, quick, get my father-in-law into the car and check him carefully."
Ignoring the gazes of Tang Ruoxue and everyone else, Song Hongyan quickly walked up to Ye Wujiu and gave instructions to several medical staff.
Apparently she understood what was going on.
Before Ye Fan could stop him, several medical staff quickly lifted the wheelchair and carefully put it into the RV.
Only then did Ye Fan realize that the RV was branded as a hospital and contained several sets of medical equipment, which was comparable to a small mobile hospital.
It is a hundred times more advanced than an ordinary ambulance.
"God is really blessing us."
Song Hongyan looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "We were worried about his life and death two days ago, but we didn't expect that he would appear in front of us today."
Ye Fan looked a little embarrassed, then tilted his head to Tang Ruoxue: "Thanks to Ruoxue for meeting my dad, otherwise the consequences would be disastrous."
"Hey, Mr. Tang, I'm sorry. I was just staring at my father-in-law and didn't notice you were there. I'm sorry."
Song Hongyan threw her sunglasses to Ye Fan, then stretched out her hand to Tang Ruoxue: "Thank you for sending my father-in-law to the hospital."
"Mark and I will definitely repay you for your great kindness."
Song Hongyan was very generous: "If you have any needs, just ask them. If you can meet them, you will be satisfied."
Tang Ruoxue's pretty face suddenly turned cold: "Mr. Song, please respect yourself. Being a mistress is a very uncivilized thing. Don't call me father-in-law just because of your wishful thinking."
Ye Fan's head suddenly hurt.
"Mistress?"
Song Hongyan smiled tenderly: "Aren't you going to divorce Mark?"
Tang Ruoxue felt very uncomfortable: "Whether it's divorced or not is none of your business, but as long as we don't sign for a day, you'd better not get involved."
Song Hongyan smiled and thought: "Mr. Tang, why are you betting on this tone? If you don't like it, just let it go. It will be good for you and Ye Fan."
"I don't need you to teach me how to do things, and you don't need to be an outsider to intervene in the affairs between Mark and me."
Seeing Song Hongyan looking determined to find Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue felt a deep sense of bitterness in her heart.
There is both unwillingness to have someone interfere with his feelings, and also unspeakable disappointment in Ye Fan.
She had been thinking about why Ye Fan could intimidate Zhou Bapi, why he could get to know Ma Jiacheng, and why he dared to divorce her...
Seeing Song Hongyan's attitude towards Ye Fan, all questions were answered.
It turns out that the photos taken by Zhao Dongyang were not created out of thin air.
The two did have an affair.
Ye Fan's current strength and prosperity are all due to Song Hongyan's support and creation.
She once thought that Ye Fan really had some extraordinary abilities, but now it seems that the real fact is that Ye Fan hugged Song Hongyan's lap.
What's going on?
Are you eating from women again? You used to eat from yourself, but now you eat from Song Hongyan?
Tang Ruoxue looked at Ye Fan, hating that iron was not enough.
Ye Fan knew what she was thinking, so he didn't argue, smiled lightly, and dealt with it calmly.
"Mr. Tang, you taught me the right lesson."
As Tang Ruoxue's thoughts turned around, Song Hongyan smiled faintly: "It's a pity that I'm not an outsider. I'm Mark's good sister."
"Okay, stop arguing."
Ye Fan interrupted the tit-for-tat confrontation between the two: "Mr. Song, you will send my father to the hospital after the examination later, where I can take care of him conveniently."
"Ruoxue, it's getting late, I'll take you back to the Tang family villa."
Tang Ruoxue helped a lot today, and Ye Fan always wanted to give him some face.
"No, I'll go back by myself, and you can continue to eat your soft rice."
Tang Ruoxue rejected Ye Fan unceremoniously, glanced at Song Hongyan one last time, then got into the red BMW and drove away.
Looking at the car driving away, Song Hongyan raised the corner of her mouth:
This woman Tang Ruoxue is really childish and ridiculous.
Who is Ye Fan, and who needs to be fed?
A man like him, possessing peerless medical skills and a vast network of contacts, will stand at the top of a golden tower sooner or later. Why does he need a soft job?
"Tang Ruoxue, you will regret it sooner or later..."
