After Huang Zhendong and the others left, Ye Fan walked up to Han Nanhua and smiled:
"Mr. Han, thank you for tonight."
He thanked the old man: "Without you, I'm afraid I would have been in a lot of trouble."
"Thank me for what?"
Han Nanhua laughed loudly: "Leave aside the fact that you have saved my life, even if I don't show up tonight, it won't be Brother Ye who suffers."
"I'm just the icing on the cake."
He has a unique eye for seeing people. If Ye Fan couldn't even handle the scene just now, how could Huang Zhendong treat Ye Fan with respect?
Han Yue raised her pretty face and pulled Ye Fan's clothes: "I, I, I, you want to thank me, I just saved you with a flying knife."
"Okay, thank you."
Ye Fan smiled: "How about giving you another half month's leave?"
"Son of a bitch……"
Han Yue muttered: "I thought our bet was cancelled."
"It's a beautiful thought."
Ye Fan almost took another photo of the beauty, then looked at Han Nanhua and said with a smile: "Mr. Han, is your body still acting strange recently?"
"Thanks to Brother Tuoye's wonderful rejuvenation, my health is getting better day by day, and my coefficients are basically back to normal."
Hearing about his condition, Han Nanhua looked happy: "The rheumatism and kidney stones that I suffered from before are all gone."
"The root cause of Han Yue's illness has also gone away."
"I've always wanted to treat you to a drink, Brother Ye, to repay your kindness to our grandfather and grandson."
"But niece Song said that you were busy renovating the medical clinic, so I didn't bother you. I'm going to support you when you open it."
"I didn't expect to bump into you tonight, but if you are feeling well, it's up to you, Brother Ye, to check your pulse."
While talking, Han Nanhua stretched out his hand to Ye Fan: "It's really good if you say yes."
Han Yue's eyes also became a little softer. Although she hated the bet, she had to admit that Ye Fan had excellent medical skills.
"Okay, I'll take your pulse."
Ye Fan smiled and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. Soon, there was a strange look in his eyes:
"Mr. Han's health is basically fine, but his blood pressure is a bit high, his throat is still a bit inflamed, and his stomach is burning."
"But it doesn't matter. I'll send a prescription to Han Yue later. If you drink it for ten days and a half, you'll be fine."
The old man's blood pressure is much higher than that of ordinary people. Logically speaking, he should feel relaxed and relaxed after recovering from a serious illness. However, in Ye Fan's opinion, it is not a big problem.
Han Nanhua smiled when he heard this: "With Brother Ye's words, I feel relieved."
"What about me, what about me..."
Han Yue also stretched out her hand eagerly: "Show me quickly."
Ye Fan checked his pulse with a smile, then frowned slightly: "It's strange, your legs are fine, but tonsillitis also causes inflammation, and liver fire is also raging."
"Do you eat too much spicy food? Or stay up too late every day?"
Han Yue was slightly startled: "No, we all ate very lightly and didn't stay up late."
Ye Fan frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
Han Nanhua asked: "Brother Ye, is there something wrong with our health?"
Ye Fan chuckled: "It's not a serious problem, it can be solved by making some lily and lotus seed porridge."
"Ding--"
Just when Han Nanhua was about to say something more, Han Yue's phone vibrated. After answering it for a moment, he said to the old man:
"Grandpa, people are here."
Han Nanhua nodded, then shook Ye Fan's hands: "Brother, are you free tonight?"
Ye Fan was startled: "Is there something wrong with Mr. Han?"
"I'm meeting a friend tonight, it might be a bit risky."
Han Nanhua laughed loudly: "I want you to stay with me. Of course, I won't let anyone hurt you."
Having the rejuvenating Ye Fan around means more lives. The old Jianghu is always used to minimizing risks.
Ye Fan nodded: "I happen to be free, so I can go see Mr. Han."
Han Nanhua has helped him a lot, so it's not appropriate to give up at this time.
"Then I'll trouble Brother Ye. Regardless of whether I need medical skills or not tonight, I will give Brother Ye a consultation fee."
Han Nanhua patted Ye Fan on the shoulder and then pulled him towards the elevator.
Han Yue sneak-attacked Ye Fan behind him, and then ran away with a smile...
There was already a team of people guarding the elevator entrance. Standing at the front were three women in Tsing Yi, with graceful figures and pretty looks, but with arrogant expressions.
The long-haired woman in the middle is even more arrogant. She stands in the crowd with contemptuous eyes, as if none of the guards can see her.
Only when she saw Han Nanhua and Han Yue appeared did she restrain herself from her superiority.
"Come on, come on, Ye Fan, let me introduce you. This is Lin Furong, Han Yue's junior sister."
Seeing the Tsing Yi woman and the others, Han Nanhua enthusiastically introduced to Ye Fan: "The younger generation of martial arts masters in the Martial Arts League."
Han Yue waved her fist: "My senior sister is very powerful."
"Ms. Lin, this is Brother Ye, Ye Fan. He has deep knowledge in medical and metaphysics."
Han Nanhua introduced Ye Fan: "If you feel unwell, you can see Brother Ye."
Ye Fan nodded politely to Lin Furong.
Although he didn't like Lin Furong's arrogance, Han Nanhua helped him promote the business, so he couldn't keep a straight face. After all, he couldn't live with money.
And he was a little surprised, he didn't expect to meet a disciple of the Martial Alliance, Huang Feihu's disciple and grandson here.
"doctor?"
Lin Furong looked disdainful: "Mr. Han, are you kidding? He is so young, what kind of medical skills can he have?"
Han Nanhua smiled bitterly when he saw this, and quickly resolved the embarrassment and said:
"Miss Lin, don't underestimate Brother Ye. Han Yue and I got seriously ill a while ago and went to countless hospitals to no avail."
"Later, it was Brother Ye who took action, and we were able to escape the danger."
He didn't have any feelings for Lin Furong, but Han Nanhua still had to give some face to his granddaughter when she hired them as bodyguards.
Seeing that Han Nanhua valued Ye Fan so much, Lin Furong opened her eyelids a little:
"Even if he is a miracle doctor, he won't be of any use tonight?"
Han Nanhua laughed loudly: "There are multiple doctors around to prepare for emergencies."
At the same time, he cast an apologetic look at Ye Fan, not to take Lin Furong's words to heart.
"With the three of us here and the Wumeng signboard here, what danger is there?"
Lin Furong was unhappy with Ye Fan’s status in Han Nanhua’s heart:
"I think it's better to let him go, lest something really happens and drag us down."
Ye Fan frowned and was about to get angry when Han Nanhua waved his hand:
"Okay, Miss Lin, it's almost time, let's go up."
For him, Ye Fan is more important than Lin Furong.
Ye Fan retracted his kick and was about to kick the opponent away.
Seeing Han Nanhua's situation, Lin Furong had no choice but to calm down, but she just snorted at Mark...
"As long as we are responsible for this matter, you'd better not act rashly later and follow our arrangements."
"Don't worry, as long as we are here, Mr. Han and Han Yue will be fine. You, the doctor, can just watch from the side..."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Mr. Han and Han Yue are safe and sound, and I will never interfere."
Lin Furong and the three girls were not angry this time. On the contrary, their pretty faces were full of disapproval and joking.
Isn't it nonsense that a young doctor dares to step in to resolve grievances in the world?
