In Community 702, Ye Fan put down the phone and frowned slightly.
Song Hongyan, carrying a watermelon, came over wrapped in a gust of fragrant wind, sat next to Mark and snuggled up lazily.
She picked up a piece of watermelon and put it into Ye Fan's mouth: "Have you cleared the phone?"
"Got it figured out."
Ye Fan finished the watermelon in his mouth and chuckled at Song Hongyan:
"That strange number was called. It was Aunt Qing next to Tang Ruoxue."
"She said Tang Ruoxue was seriously injured, but she didn't tell me what happened or which hospital Tang Ruoxue was in."
"I called her and she blocked me."
"What's this called?"
"I even suspect that Aunt Qing deliberately said that Tang Ruoxue was injured to irritate me. Otherwise, why didn't she tell me the location to save people?"
Ye Fan hugged the woman's waist and said without comment: "After all, she still attaches great importance to Tang Ruoxue."
"Tang Ruoxue is seriously injured? How could she be seriously injured if she is so good?"
Song Hongyan was slightly surprised: "Husband, you can't be careless. You should call Tang Ruoxue and ask."
Ye Fanyang raised his phone and said, "I called twice just now, but no one answered Tang Ruoxue's phone."
"Husband, I'll have someone check Tang Ruoxue's location."
Song Hongyan sat up straight: "In case something happens to her and it becomes difficult to deal with, it will make you feel guilty."
"It should be fine!"
Ye Fan ate another piece of watermelon: "She is really dangerous, how can Aunt Qing have the guts to scold me?"
"Ding--"
At this moment, Ye Fan's cell phone placed on the coffee table vibrated.
Song Hongyan took one look and said in surprise: "It's that strange number, that is Aunt Qing, she called back."
Ye Fan hurriedly stopped Song Hongyan from connecting:
"Don't answer!"
"She must have felt that she didn't scold me enough, so she came back and scolded me again."
"After he scolded me, he blocked me again and suffocated me to death."
Ye Fan reached out and hung up Aunt Qing's call: "Ignore this menopausal woman."
Not long after hanging up, the phone vibrated again, and Ye Fan realized that it was Aunt Qing who hung up again.
After hanging up three times in a row, Ye Fan felt great.
Not long after, Ye Fan's cell phone buzzed again.
He was about to hang up when he realized it was Tang Ruoxue's number...
Ye Fan pointed at the hands-free button: "Hello——"
"Ye Fan, don't hang up the phone, don't hang up the phone!"
On the other end of the phone came Aunt Qing, who was about to cry, shouting: "Hurry, hurry, Miss is dying!"
"Woo——"
At ten o'clock in the evening, a motorcade stopped at Hengcheng Red Cross Hospital.
The car door opened, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan came out in a hurry, and walked very quickly to the operating room where Tang Ruoxue was.
As soon as Ye Fan and Song Hongyan turned the corner and stepped into the corridor, they saw Aunt Qing, covered in blood, wandering anxiously.
"Why did you arrive just now? You didn't answer my call and you came too late. What on earth are you doing?"
Seeing Ye Fan appear, Aunt Qing stopped, with a hint of blame on her face:
"Don't you know that the young lady's life is at stake? If you delay even one minute, you may lose your life."
She asked: "Are you following Bian Que and deliberately saving people to show your importance?"
Song Hongyan said gently: "It's a bit chaotic today, there's some traffic jam on the road!"
"You're still driving here? Don't you know how to maneuver a helicopter?"
Aunt Qing was even more angry when she heard this: "Wouldn't this delay things? You just don't care about the life or death of the young lady."
With Ye Fan and Song Hongyan's abilities, they could fly over and return the car in a matter of minutes, which was simply ridiculous.
"Shut up!"
Ye Fan scolded Aunt Qing unceremoniously:
"I don't care about Tang Ruoxue's life or death, I won't come to this place."
"Stop talking nonsense, where is Ruoxue? How is the situation?"
"What happened to her to hurt herself so seriously?"
He couldn't imagine that Tang Ruoxue could be injured like this despite being protected by people like Aunt Qing.
"Isn't it just to save you, a white-eyed wolf?"
When Aunt Qing saw Ye Fan reprimanding herself, she also lost her temper and shouted:
"You tell me, why are you going to attend the funeral of Luo Badao's son?"
"Luo Badao sent people to attack Miss Tang at the Great Buddha Temple. It's not like you don't know."
"If you don't want to avenge Miss Tang, just let it out and hang out with her enemies. Have you ever thought about Miss Tang's feelings?"
Aunt Qing was very angry. If Mark hadn't been at the Luo family cemetery, how could there have been such danger and injuries today?
"Luo Feiyu's funeral? Save Ye Fan?"
Song Hongyan responded quickly: "Tang Ruoxue also participated in the Luo family cemetery operation today?"
Ye Fan's expression changed: "Are those snipers yours?"
"Yes, we are indeed preparing to attack Luo Ba Dao today to seek justice for the Great Buddha Temple."
Aunt Qing did not hide anything from Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, but instead snorted heavily:
"But those snipers are not ours, they are the Avengers arranged by Jia Zihao."
"We just cooperate."
"Originally, we could have easily killed Luo Badao and his daughter, but in the end we had a falling out because of Ye Fan at the scene."
"Miss Tang saw the seven gambling kings die violently, and saw Ye Fan being suppressed by a sniper."
"She was worried that you would be harmed, so she ordered the operation to stop."
"But Jia Zihao's people ignored it and continued to rain bullets on the Luo family cemetery."
"After Ms. Tang warned her repeatedly, she started fighting against them regardless."
"In order to buy you time to breathe and support, our entire army was almost wiped out, and Miss Tang was also seriously injured."
"In order to kill Miss Tang, the snipers teamed up with six people to attack and snipe her."
"If Miss Tang hadn't been strong enough, she would have died on the spot."
Aunt Qing stared at Ye Fan angrily: "You bastard, did you harm Miss Tang? Do you owe Miss Tang a favor?"
Ye Fan suddenly realized.
He had always been curious about why the snipers suddenly stopped shooting. It turned out that Tang Ruoxue was having an internal conflict with them.
And judging from the fact that Tang Ruoxue and the others were almost wiped out, those group of Jia Zihao's gunmen were incredibly powerful.
This once again proves that these people may have been arranged by Murong Lengchan.
"Ye Fan, you said that you owe Miss Tang such a great favor. If you don't thank me properly, forget it. You still haven't answered the phone and turned off the phone."
Aunt Qing pushed Ye Fan angrily: "Are you still here as a human being?"
"If you have something to say, don't do anything to my husband!"
Song Hongyan quickly grabbed Aunt Qing's impulsive hand:
"Also, I answered that call, and I happened to pass through a speed bump and fell to the ground and was slowed down!"
"You may not believe it, or you may believe that I want Tang Ruoxue to die, but you have no right to blame Mark."
"Also, Tang Ruoxue is injured now. Rather than rescuing Mark, it's more of your own fault."
"Ye Fan has warned you many times not to hang out with the Second Madam and the others, but you just don't listen."
"Not only are you colluding with the Second Madam, but you are also joining forces with a person like Jia Zihao who has no bottom line. You cannot blame others for suffering such an end."
"You can either get out of the way now and let Mark see Tang Ruoxue's injury and save her,"
"Either you continue to complain about this or that, and Mark and I won't care about anything and go back to sleep."
She unceremoniously opened Aunt Qing's door.
Ye Fan also said coldly: "That's right, if you weren't so self-righteous, how could we be in the current situation?"
"When Miss Tang treats you like this, are you still a human being when you say such things?"
Aunt Qing was shaking with anger: "And now is the time to take responsibility?"
"The top priority is to save people and keep Miss Tang safe and sound, not to make things happen that we brought upon ourselves."
"Even if we are all responsible, does it make sense to talk about it now? Is it valuable?"
"Whose responsibility is more important than Miss Tang's life?"
Aunt Qing hated Ye Fan very much: "Miss's tenderness is completely wrong."
"Whoosh!"
Ye Fan didn't speak, he just squinted his eyes slightly and twitched his nose.
He smelled a cold, familiar and very special smell of alcohol.
"Stop talking nonsense!"
Ye Fan looked at the emergency room behind Aunt Qing: "How is Ruoxue doing now?"
"Originally, he was seriously injured and was on the verge of death. After the doctor's rescue, his life was temporarily saved."
Aunt Qing held back her anger: "It's just that we can't completely escape the danger. I can only give you a chance for treatment."
She would not have begged Mark unless she had no choice but to do so.
"Step aside!"
Ye Fan pushed Aunt Qing away and entered the emergency room, and soon came to Tang Ruoxue's operating table.
In the field of vision, the woman's body was stained with a lot of blood, her face was horribly pale, and she looked like she was about to die at any moment.
Ye Fan's eyes slowed down and he looked sideways at the instrument.
He found that Tang Ruoxue's various indices were in the danger zone.
But her blood volume was within the normal range.
This made Ye Fan's eyelids jump.
Then, Ye Fan turned around and walked out of the emergency room.
He said to Song Hongyan at the door: "Hongyan, bring me the No. 3 silver needle from the incubator in the car."
Song Hongyan narrowed her eyes slightly, then smiled: "Okay, I'll get it for you."
She quickly took people out, and not long after, she ran back again with a needle box in her hand.
"Thanks!"
Ye Fan took the needle box and returned to the emergency room.
He looked at the sleeping Tang Ruoxue and quickly pinched the silver needle...
In the bed next door, behind a curtain, a female doctor in a white coat stood quietly, as if waiting for something...
