After Ye Fan cured ten patients, Han Ziqi, who had originally promised to kiss Ye Fan nine times, ran away.
Ye Fan was not surprised. Although Han Ziqi pretended to be cold and unconventional, she was still a person who had never been in love and had a thin face.
Moreover, he just needs to create the illusion that he is close to Han Ziqi, and does not care about the welfare of the daughter of the Han family kissing him.
After the conditions of the ten patients were stable, Ye Fan turned around and left the inpatient department.
But as soon as Ye Fan came out of the elevator, a woman in professional attire stopped Ye Fan and spoke politely:
"Mr. Ye, Dean Han wants to see you."
A woman in her thirties has exquisite makeup, is mature enough to squeeze water out of her hands, and her words are gentler than Han Xiaolong’s:
"He wants to say sorry to you, and also wants to thank you properly."
She looked at Ye Fan with enchanting eyes: "I hope Dr. Ye can spare a few minutes to see him."
"Okay, lead the way."
Ye Fan did not refuse. He had just snatched a kiss from Han Ziqi and wanted to give him some face. Moreover, he wanted to see how Han Xiangbei would thank him.
The delicate woman smiled sweetly, then stretched out her hand, led Ye Fan to the eighth floor, and knocked open the dean's office.
The office is less than 50 square meters, only about 50 square meters, but the decoration is very luxurious.
The sofa, bookcases, and fish tank are all imported items. In front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, there is an astronomical telescope worth several million.
Ye Fan followed the exquisite woman in and saw Han Xiangbei standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling glass window.
He was wearing a suit, gold-rimmed glasses, and holding a cup of coffee. He was elegant yet powerful.
The delicate woman whispered: "Dean Han, Ye Fan is here."
Han Xiangbei turned around, looked at Ye Fan and smiled: "Ye Fan, you are very good."
Ye Fan smiled: "Dean Han is too polite."
"He has amazing medical skills and knows how to prepare pills. He is neither arrogant nor impetuous. This is very rare for the younger generation."
Han Xiangbei waved to Ye Fan to take a seat on the leather sofa: "Compared to Zi Qi, you are even better than Qi Qi."
The exquisite woman made Ye Fan a cup of coffee, then retreated to the door and guarded it quietly.
"Thank you, Dean Han, for the compliment."
Ye Fan thanked him again, without much joy on his face.
In addition to the fact that he was already unfazed by the flattery, he could also feel that there was a hint of indifference in Han Xiangbei's praise.
It feels like praising a relative or child for their progress.
"I heard that my little brother is from the mainland. I wonder which national player he studied under?"
Han Xiangbei asked sharply: "Sun Shengshou? Yao Shenghan, or Gongsun?"
In the entire inland area, the only ones Han Xiangbei could take a high look at were these three great players.
"neither."
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath, these three are his apprentices, they are almost the same as him.
"No master?"
Han Xiangbei was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you self-taught? This talent is incredible."
"He is truly self-taught."
Ye Fan frowned and looked at Han Xiangbei and replied:
"If I really want to have someone to give me advice, it would be the daily Chinese medicine lectures, which taught me the medical skills."
He has little professional experience, but he is not stupid enough to talk to outsiders.
"That's it..."
Seeing that Ye Fan didn't look like he was lying, Han Xiangbei didn't question the teacher further, but instead asked about Ye Fan's family:
"Dr. Ye is not only superb in medical skills, but also has an extraordinary bearing. I wonder which wealthy family he comes from?"
He smiled: "Maybe I know your elders."
"I'm just a grassroots person."
Ye Fan replied patiently: "My father runs a boat and my mother sells herbal tea. I have no background at all."
"The magnanimity is extraordinary, but he has been beaten numb by life."
"Mr. Han, do you want to recruit me as your son-in-law by pursuing me like this?"
He smiled: "Ziqi and I were just joking."
"Nothing, I just want to know something."
After asking what he wanted to ask, Han Xiangbei's enthusiasm was mostly reduced and he leaned back on the sofa.
He doesn't have a distinguished family or a strong family background, so he just relies on his own talent to accumulate medical skills.
Han Xiangbei made a judgment on Ye Fan and then made a gesture.
The delicate woman picked up her mobile phone and dialed.
Soon, the door was pushed open, and three bodyguards in black came in, each carrying a large box.
"Open!"
Han Xiangbei waved his finger.
Three bodyguards in black immediately opened the box, and a flash of red and green suddenly came into Ye Fan's eyes.
A box of Hong Kong dollars with a face value of 1,000 yuan, a box with a face value of 100 U.S. dollars, and a box with a face value of 500 euros.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Mr. Han, what does this mean?"
Han Xiangbei picked up a stack of banknotes, patted them, and then pushed a box of Hong Kong dollars in front of Ye Fan:
"This is 10 million Hong Kong dollars. Thank you for saving Mrs. Tang and the others."
"It's one thing for you to charge them medical fees, but it's another thing for me to express my gratitude. If you hadn't taken action, ten people would have died, which would have brought disaster to me."
He tapped his fingers: "In a sense, you are my great benefactor."
Ye Fan smiled: "Mr. Han is really generous."
"This is five million dollars."
Han Xiangbei grabbed another pile of US dollars, played with them, and then pushed them in front of Mark.
Ye Fan asked: "There should be some explanation for this money, right?"
"clever."
Han Xiangbei gave Ye Fan a thumbs up and smiled:
"Keep the side effects of Chunxiao in your stomach and never mention to others that it causes organ failure."
"Mrs. Tang and the other ten patients were not saved by Ye Fan and Yao Wan. They got better because of Chunxiao's role."
"In short, Chunxiao may not be perfect, but there is absolutely no problem. It has also made great contributions to this pneumonia."
Han Xiangbei leaned forward and lowered his voice: "Ye Fan, do you understand what I mean?"
Sure enough, he is someone like Huo Shangyin.
Ye Fan was startled at first, and then smiled lightly, without much surprise.
For Han Xiangbei, if word gets out that Chunxiao's new drug is defective, he will not only have to pay huge compensation, but it will also damage his reputation and the interests of the group.
Once the outside world knows that Mrs. Tang and the others almost died because of the side effects of Chunxiao, the rising stocks of Life Group and Han Group will surely fall accordingly.
If you are not careful, the market value will be cut in half.
This will lead to Han Xiangbei being held accountable by shareholders and questioned by his family. Not only will he lose his core position, he will also lose his position as director of medicine.
Han Xiangbei would never allow this to happen.
"Although this will cost you the opportunity to become famous, it will also allow you to win five million US dollars and my friendship, Han Xiangbei."
Han Xiangbei looked at Ye Fan with interest: "Ye Fan, this opportunity is not to be missed."
Ye Fan did not respond to Han Xiangbei immediately, but pointed to the last box of euros:
"What is this statement?"
This one has the most money and must also have the highest requirements.
"Ten million euros!"
Han Xiangbei directly lifted up the black box and let the cash pile up into a small mountain on the coffee table:
"Buy your secret recipe for treating Chunxiao's side effects, and your promise to join the Life Group for life..."
