Ye Fan was very direct: "Directly connected to the royal family?"
"That's right, a pure-blooded prince!"
Zheng Qiankun looked a little more solemn and told Ye Fan everything he knew:
"She has seen people, has ruthless methods, extraordinary medical skills, and has deep connections. She has always been called the Iron Lady by the people of Yang Country."
"It's just that I used to think that she was a woman, and she had to raise two children of her own, so she never got a high position in the blood medicine sect."
"This time the Blood Medicine Sect suffered a big loss. Yang Guo felt that a tough and loyal person must come to power, so he made Jing Gong Masako the new sect leader."
"Tang Pingfan had some friendship with her, so he asked her to help detoxify."
He added: "Masako Keimiya invited Ichiro Abe to treat Tang Pingfan."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "She has a good relationship with Tang Pingfan, but she has trouble dealing with the Zheng family, right?"
"It's okay not to mention any historical grudges."
Being stabbed by Ye Fan intentionally or unintentionally, Zheng Qiankun felt very painful in his heart. Not only did he not deal with it, but he simply wiped out all the hard work of the Zheng family in the Blood Medicine Sect.
If the patent rights of a few drugs were not renewed when they expired, the Zheng family would lose tens of billions, but he didn't want Ye Fan to see his plight.
Ye Fan didn't bother and asked: "Is Abe Ichiro very powerful?"
"Abe Ichiro is the medical sage of the blood medicine sect. He became famous when he was thirty years old, and then devoted all his energy to studying the blood corpse flower poison."
Zheng Qiankun explained to Ye Fan: "He is over sixty years old this year and has spent more than thirty years on it."
"In the past thirty years, he has made many achievements from the Blood Corpse Flower. Many cutting-edge drugs on the market are related to him."
"The winter sting in you is also rumored to be related to his tempering of blood corpse flowers."
"He can be regarded as a national treasure of the Blood Medicine Sect. He never leaves the Blood Medicine Sect's laboratory."
"This time I was able to come to Longdu to treat Tang Pingfan. It was Jing Gong Masako who visited the thatched cottage three times before he asked me to do so."
"As for the benefits Tang Pingfan paid, it's not clear, but it is rumored that he seems to be marrying Takeda Hideyoshi."
"Takeda Hideyoshi is the son of Masako Keimiya, the sponsor of Ichiro Abe's laboratory, and the disciple of Master Tenzo."
"A few days ago, Abe Ichiro's apprentice came forward to learn about Tang Pingfan's condition and integrated the data to tell Abe Ichiro."
"Ichiro Abe came to China to detoxify Tang Pingfan because he was sure of everything."
Zheng Qiankun smiled: "The Tang Sect is deeply hidden, and I don't know if it can be cured, but it should not be detoxified yet, otherwise the whole world would have announced it to stabilize people's hearts..."
"After studying the blood corpse flower poison for more than thirty years, no wonder I dare to treat Tang Pingfan."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "It's just that I didn't hear that Yamamoto was getting better..."
While talking, the car quickly arrived at Longshan Nursing Home.
This is a quiet place amidst the bustle, with traffic and people passing by on the road, but Longshan Sanatorium is very quiet hidden in the shade of the trees.
The falling rain makes the sanatorium seem even quieter.
Ye Fan followed Zheng Qiankun out of the car and showed his identity to the Tangmen guard at the door, wanting to see Tang Pingfan.
The Tangmen guard didn't know Ye Fan, but he was very familiar with Zheng Qiankun, so he quickly turned around and went inside to report.
Not long after, a middle-aged woman dressed in black came out with someone.
Zheng Qiankun greeted him with a smile on his face: "Secretary Jiang, Brother Tang, can you please meet me? Young Master Ye has come all the way here..."
"Master Ye!"
Before Zheng Qiankun could finish speaking, Secretary Jiang looked at Mark and said indifferently:
"The sect master asked me to ask you, if Young Master Ye comes here on official business and meets you as Young Master Ye Tang, the Tang Sect will receive you with high standards of etiquette."
"Tang Clan Master will also try his best to find time to meet you."
"If Mr. Ye is asking to see you in a private capacity, I'm sorry. The old man is not free today and he doesn't want to see you."
She whispered: "And he has distinguished guests to meet."
"I want to see the Tang Sect Leader as a private person."
Ye Fan hurriedly responded: "Secretary Jiang, please tell Mr. Tang. I may be able to help with his condition."
Ye Fan showed his value.
"Of course Mr. Tang knows how powerful the Chizi Miracle Doctor is, and he also understands that few people can match your medical skills, but there are already noble people in the Tang Sect to help you."
Secretary Jiang was neither humble nor overbearing: "So I can only thank Mr. Ye for his kindness."
"Master Ye, if nothing happens, you and Mr. Zheng should go back."
She was very direct: "When the old man recovers, I will go to Jinzhilin to pay my respects to Dr. Ye."
Zheng Qiankun was immediately dissatisfied when he heard this: "Secretary Jiang, what are you talking about?"
"Young Master Ye came all the way here to do his best to help Old Tang's condition. Your attitude of rejecting others is really chilling to Brother Ye."
"If I hadn't known that Secretary Jiang you had been following Old Tang for many years, I would have thought that you refused Ye Fan's treatment because you wanted him to die."
Zheng Qiankun is as murderous and heart-wrenching as ever.
"Mr. Zheng, you can eat indiscriminately, but you can't talk indiscriminately."
Secretary Jiang's eyes flashed with a cold light: "Anyway, thank you both for your kindness. Please come back and see me off."
"Just leave, brother Ye, don't worry about his life or death, I don't believe that the blood medicine sect has better medical skills than brother Ye."
Zheng Qiankun pulled Ye Fan to leave: "Old Tang will regret it sooner or later. Let's go, brother Ye, let's go to Zuixian Tower to have hot pot."
Ye Fan was not pulled away by him. He looked at Secretary Jiang and shouted anxiously: "Secretary Jiang, you know beauty..."
"Woo——"
Before she finished speaking, five black nanny vans drove over quietly.
All the cars were parked in front of the nursing home.
The car door opened, and a dozen Yangguo people got out first, holding their samurai swords on high alert.
Then, two more people came out of the car, one was Tang Shi'er, and the other was an old man in a kimono with white hair. He was full of energy, but with a restrained temperament.
Several umbrellas opened with a bang, and they greeted Tang Shi'er, an old man in kimono, who got out of the car.
Upon seeing this, Secretary Jiang also showed a respectful expression and led a group of Tang Sect elites to approach: "Mr. Abe, welcome!"
Tang Shi'er also raised his hand and said with a smile: "Mr. Abe, please."
The old man in kimono nodded slightly and walked towards the door with a few apprentices.
For safety reasons, no outside vehicles are allowed inside and patrol cars need to be used instead.
Ye Fan saw Tang Shi'er subconsciously opening his mouth:
"Mr. Tang..."
As soon as he shouted the words, Ye Fan suddenly found that his voice was clearer than ever in the quiet street, and was even carried far away by the cold wind.
Quiet?
Ye Fan seemed to be shocked by an electric current. He subconsciously looked at both sides of the door. The whole street was indeed quiet.
It turns out that the shuttle traffic and people stopped at some point, and more than a dozen cars were still blocked on both sides intentionally or unintentionally.
Then, they opened the umbrellas one by one and walked towards the sanatorium in the rain.
Dozens of people of all shapes and sizes gathered towards the sanatorium.
Their expressions were cold and their eyes flashed fiercely.
Ye Fan instinctively shouted: "Be careful!"
When Tang Shi'er and Secretary Jiang subconsciously turned their heads, they saw dozens of umbrellas suddenly sinking.
All the umbrellas exploded.
"boom--"
Hundreds of blades poured down on the crowd like rain...
