Li Jing told them that Ye Fan had a relationship with the Zheng family and gave Ye Fan shares in Boai Hospital, but Gu Ying and the others, who had always been arrogant, did not take it seriously.
How could the Zheng family pay so much attention to a young doctor?
But looking at it now, the Zheng family not only wanted to please Ye Fan, but also had a sense of fear. Otherwise, how could Zheng Junqing be Ye Fan's driver?
But how could Ye Fan be so virtuous that he could let Zheng Qiankun be so humble?
"Ye Fan, it was my fault before."
Zheng Junqing had obviously accepted the cruel fact. He touched his painful cheek and looked at Mark:
"This year, I will be a good person with my tail between my legs."
Seeing Zheng Junqing lose his former glory and look down like a little daughter-in-law, Gu Ying and the others felt even more tormented.
Ye Fan looked at Zheng Qiankun and the others and smiled lightly: "Mr. Zheng is so sincere, then the matter will be over. I hope there won't be a next time."
Zheng Qiankun nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, nothing offensive will happen again in the future."
Zheng Qiankun is so humble in front of Ye Fan?
what on earth is it?
Gu Ying couldn't hold back: "Mr. Zheng, Mr. Zheng is one of the few wealthy young men. Let him be a driver for a young doctor. Isn't this nonsense..."
Several best friends also nodded similarly, unable to accept the fact that Ye Fan was above Zheng Junqing.
"Mrs. Yang, please respect Dr. Ye!"
Zheng Qiankun replied unceremoniously:
"Dr. Ye is a distinguished guest of the Zheng family. I hope you won't be disrespectful. You are not qualified to do so."
"Also, don't think about stumbling upon Mr. Ye. From today on, his matter is Zheng Junqing's matter and the Zheng family's matter."
"You can take care of yourself!"
After he finished speaking, he got into the car with a few cronies and left, leaving only a Hummer and Zheng Junqing.
Not qualified?
Being taught such an unceremonious lesson by Zheng Qiankun, Gu Ying and the others looked extremely ugly, and their eyes flashed with anger.
But he didn't dare to say anything more. He glanced at Ye Fan and turned away.
All the actions originally intended to suppress Ye Fan were cancelled.
Not to mention that the Zheng family respects Ye Fan, even if Zheng Junqing is here, the people they call will not be of any use.
Very embarrassed.
Half an hour later, Gu Ying and the others appeared at Boai Hospital and came to the door of Yang Qianxue's ward.
At this time, Yang Hongxing and Yang Jianxiong also hurriedly appeared, accompanied by Yao Shenghan and other medical staff.
Gu Ying hurriedly followed her husband and the others in.
"Um, um... um..."
At this time, on the hospital bed, Yang Qianxue was groaning with her eyes closed tightly, her face was pale, and her fingers were instinctively grabbing the sheets, feeling very painful.
She hadn't fully woken up yet, but she had some consciousness, and because of this, she began to bear the pain of the injury.
"Qianxue, Qianxue, don't be afraid, dad is here..."
Yang Hongxing stepped forward with a worried look on his face, grabbed his daughter's hand, and called in a low voice with a painful expression, regardless of whether she could hear her.
"Qianxue, you will get better, you will definitely get better."
"Doctor Du, give her another painkiller pill that Yao Lao left behind."
Yang Hongxing looked at Yang Qianxue's condition, which was worse than death, and couldn't help but said to a middle-aged doctor: "Girl, it hurts too much."
The man known as Doctor Du shook his head slightly:
"You can't take it anymore. Yao Lao told me to take one pill every eight hours. I just finished it three hours ago. If I take it again, something will happen."
The pain-relieving pill left by Yao Shenghan can last for eight hours after taking one pill, but Yang Qianxue loses its effect in three hours. It can only be said that the condition is too serious.
"If you can't take that medicine, then take morphine."
Gu Ying was heartbroken when she saw her daughter in pain: "Li Jing, Li Jing, take morphine, damn it, forget she was driven away by Ye Fan."
Another doctor wiped away his sweat and said, "Mrs. Yang, you can't take morphine either. Ms. Yang has already taken two injections today."
"I can't eat this, and I can't beat that. Are we just going to watch my daughter die of pain?"
Gu Ying's pretty face was very angry: "Can Nuo University Hospital not even be able to suppress my daughter's pain?"
The doctors didn't say anything. Yang Qianxue's injuries were consulted many times, but there was really nothing they could do.
Sun Shengshou and the others were unable to help, so they left the daily treatment plan and returned to Zhonghai.
"I just had a phone call with Mr. Sun."
At this time, Dr. Du took off his earplugs and said: "Mr. Sun asked me to acupuncture Miss Yang to relieve the pain. He sent me the acupuncture location."
"You guys go out first, I'll ask Mr. Gong to come over for acupuncture."
Not long after, Mr. Gong rushed over with a hurried look and gave Yang Qianxue acupuncture in several places according to Sun Shengshou's instructions.
Yang Qianxue's trembling and pain suddenly eased a lot.
Ten minutes later, Dr. Du and the others whispered a few words to Yang Hongxing and Yang Jianxiong.
After Dr. Du and the others left, Yang Hongxing and the others looked very solemn.
Gu Ying stepped forward and asked, "How is Qianxue's situation?"
"The situation is not good, and the condition is almost unstable."
Yang Hongxing's face showed a sign of mental and physical exhaustion:
"After observing the video, Mr. Sun said that if this continues, Qianxue will live for at most two weeks."
Yang Jianxiong also looked anxiously, thinking that he must ask Ye Fan to take action.
"God damn Ye Fan, you're all that bastard!"
Gu Ying transferred her anger to Ye Fan:
"If he hadn't waited for the price and refused to treat Qianxue, Qianxue would not have suffered this pain."
"If anything happens to Qianxue, I will never let him go."
She swore that if something happened to her daughter, she would fight with Mark.
"Sister-in-law, what are you talking about? What does this have to do with Mark?"
Yang Jianxiong said something fair to Ye Fan: "Brother, go and invite Ye Fan. Only Ye Fan can save him now."
"If you continue to worry about your face, you will want Qianxue to die."
He sounded anxious: "Is it more important to apologize and say sorry than Qianxue's life?"
Yang Hongxing looked hesitant.
"There's no need to go find Mark. It's useless."
"I just went to invite him in person, said I was sorry, and took 10 million in cash. I hope he can treat Qianxue."
Gu Ying's pretty face was very angry: "In the end, he didn't give me or you any face, and even took a paper knife and asked me to cut off one of my fingers."
She was humiliated by Zheng Qiankun, felt uncomfortable, and hated Mark even more.
"How can this be?"
Yang Jianxiong subconsciously said: "Ye Fan is not this kind of person."
"A bunch of people witnessed it."
"Li Jing went to invite him, but it was useless. I went to invite him, but it was useless. Instead, Li Jing lost his position as the dean, and I was threatened to cut off one of my fingers."
Gu Ying intentionally or unintentionally provoked Yang Hongxing: "I guess he wants you to kneel in front of him and apologize, and cut off your own finger, and then he will save Qianxue."
"You want me to kneel down and apologize, and then cut off one of my own fingers?"
Yang Hongxing sneered when he heard this: "This Doctor Ye is really courageous."
Yang Jianxiong hurriedly pulled his elder brother to speak: "Brother, Ye Fan is not this kind of person, there must be a misunderstanding..."
"Mark is not this kind of person. Does that mean his sister-in-law slandered him?"
Gu Ying looked at Yang Jianxiong and sneered:
"Could it be that in your heart, I am the one who wants Qianxue to die? Otherwise, how could you slander a doctor who can save her?"
In her heart, it was far more satisfying to hold Ye Fan's head down and treat her daughter than to kneel down and beg.
She also didn't believe that Zheng Qiankun would fall out with her husband because of Mark.
"My son is a wolf in Zhongshan. He goes wild when he gets his way. I want to see who kneels down to beg for help."
Before Yang Jianxiong could speak again, Yang Hongxing smiled faintly, with a cold light flashing in his eyes.
Then he left the crowd with his hands behind his back.
His calm and calm appearance could not hide the protruding veins on the back of his hands...
