Late at night, at the entrance of the special care ward of the psychiatric treatment department of Longdu First People's Hospital.
Tang Ruoxue, dressed in black, led a dozen people to wait quietly.
Sometimes she looked at the closed door, sometimes at the night sky outside the window, and sometimes at the cross thrown away by Mark.
There was a touch of complicated emotions in her eyes.
After gambling with Tang Sanjun in the afternoon, Tang Ruoxue sought help from Fandans, hoping that he could solve the sixth problem.
Fandansi could easily appease Tang Wangfan, so Fandansi must be able to cure Tang Jinzhu to some extent.
Unexpectedly, Fandansi not only agreed, but also personally came to the hospital to treat Tang Jinzhu.
This kind of help without hesitation made Tang Ruoxue feel grateful from the bottom of her heart.
This also made her give up throwing away the cross sent by Vandanse.
"Ye Fan, although you are powerful, it does not mean that you are omnipotent, nor does it mean that you are correct every time."
"There are specialties in the art industry, and there are always things you can't touch."
"There are indeed many bad people in this world, but there are still some good people."
"One day, I will let you know that you will make mistakes too."
"I will also let you know that I can still live well without you."
Thinking of Ye Fan's performance at the Full Moon Wine and Song Hongyan's aggressiveness, Tang Ruoxue's face became a little more playful.
As the thoughts were turning, the door to the special care unit was opened, and Van Downs, dressed in white, came out with Anne and others.
There is still a faint fragrance floating around, and a warm smile, giving people the feeling of being bathed in the spring breeze.
Tang Ruoxue led people to greet him: "Prince, how is the patient's condition? Can he be treated?"
These days, the Twelve Branches of the Tang Sect invited many people to treat Tang Jinzhu. Doctors from home and abroad came to treat him, but the effect was minimal.
Although Tang Sanjun did not bother with the sixth problem anymore, Tang Ruoxue still wanted to finish blocking the excuse.
And Tang Jinzhu cannot give up the billion-dollar secret key.
Fandansi walked out with long strides. When he saw Tang Ruoxue, his eyes were brighter and his voice became softer:
"Ms. Tang, don't worry, the patient will recover within a week at most."
"I have dispelled the nightmare in her mind, so that she no longer has the shadow of the Huangnijiang explosion in her heart."
"She no longer panics and is no longer afraid of hearing explosions, which is a very good start."
"Let her buffer for two days, and I will awaken her inner memories, and she will get better little by little."
"Tomorrow, the day after tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow, I will spare two hours to come with Ms. Tang for a follow-up consultation."
Fandansi smiled at Tang Ruoxue: "Believe me, she will become normal soon."
Tang Ruoxue was overjoyed when she heard this: "Really? Thank you, Prince!"
"You're welcome."
Fandansi took out the wet tissue and wiped his hands, looking at Tang Ruoxue with a calm smile:
"Personally speaking, I am your friend and Tang Wangfan's godfather. You asked me, and I will go all out no matter what."
"Sir, I am a prince and a Vatican doctor. It is my duty to save lives and heal the wounded."
"Even if you don't ask me to treat this patient, as long as I meet him, I will help him."
Fandansi smiled: "To be honest, I would rather be a doctor than a prince."
Tang Ruoxue nodded when she heard this: "The prince is really of noble character."
This kind of worldliness and purity are rare in Tang Ruoxue's opinion.
"Okay, let's not talk anymore. It's getting late and the patient is sleeping peacefully. It's time for Miss Tang to go back and take Wangfan with her."
Fandansi chuckled: "Every dark night, a child will long to spend it in his mother's arms."
"This way you won't be lonely, afraid, or unable to find your direction in life."
He walked a few steps forward and reached out to Tang Ruoxue to open the elevator.
Tang Ruoxue felt warm in her heart, and then nodded: "Okay, thank you for your hard work, Prince."
"Please, I'll give it to you."
Fandansi sent Tang Ruoxue to the first floor in a very gentlemanly manner, and watched the Tangmen's motorcade slowly drive over.
When Tang Ruoxue was about to step into the car, Fandansi looked at the cross in Tang Ruoxue's hand and smiled:
"Ms. Tang, this cross is stained with Arthur's blood, and its spiritual power has been destroyed by Doctor Ye."
"There is no point in wearing it anymore for Tang Wangfan."
"Furthermore, Divine Doctor Ye also resists the appearance of these things on you, so I think you should throw them away."
Fandansi had a considerate attitude: "This will prevent Dr. Ye Shen from getting angry and causing unnecessary trouble."
"He dares?"
Tang Ruoxue said coldly, and then regained her composure:
"It doesn't matter whether this cross sign has spiritual power or not, I will keep it as a souvenir."
Then, she changed the subject: "Prince, see you the day after tomorrow."
Tang Ruoxue's figure quickly disappeared, and Fandansi also took Annie and others down to the parking lot.
Getting into the nanny's car, Fandansi thought of Tang Ruoxue's aloofness, and the corners of her mouth curled up slightly again.
"Prince, have you fallen in love with Tang Ruoxue?"
As the car started moving forward, Annie beside her whispered:
"Otherwise, why would you waste your spiritual energy on treating a low-level patient like Tang Jinzhu for her?"
There was a hint of confusion in Anne's eyes: "You know, even those princesses in England, you don't want to waste your spiritual power."
"Before today, I would not have sacrificed like this, but now that Tang Ruoxue is in power, it will be worth my efforts."
Fandansi opened a bottle of purified water and took a few sips: "After all, China pays attention to courtesy."
"Okay, don't talk about this matter anymore, I have a sense of propriety."
"By the way, where is Arthur? I haven't seen him all night."
Fandansi looked at Anne with focused eyes: "Where has he gone?"
"Back to the prince, Arthur went to the black market to buy a gun. He is going to deal with Ye Fan."
Anne did not hide anything, and told the matter respectfully:
"Evan not only used dirty tricks to destroy his knuckles, but also threatened the prince in public regardless of his authority. Arthur really couldn't bear this tone."
"So I'm going to deal with Mark tonight while the prince is meeting guests."
"At this time, he should be in Jinzhilin."
Annie tried her best to keep her tone calm, but there was still excitement in her words, and she obviously wanted Mark's life.
"No wonder Arthur's mental state fluctuated violently all afternoon. It turns out that he still hasn't let go of his hatred at noon."
Prince Vandance's eyes turned cold when he heard this: "Call him immediately and ask him to get back to me."
"The water in Dragon City is deep, and there are hidden dragons and crouching tigers. Pulling a hair can easily move the whole body."
"Ye Fan is an expert in medicine and martial arts, and has a distinguished background. Dragon City is his territory."
"Arthur goes to deal with him. Regardless of whether he succeeds or not, he will lose his life and we will be in a lot of trouble."
"Maybe it will destroy the foundation of the Vatican doctors who have worked hard in Longdu for many years."
"We have lost a lot of blood and died a lot to gain a foothold in Longdu. It took a lot of effort to achieve such a good situation today. We must not be ruined by a moment of anger."
"Actually, I also hope that Ye Fan will die, and I wish I could cut him into pieces. Only in this way can the spirit of Seventh Sister rest in peace."
"But now is not the time, at least not the time for us to confront Ye Fan directly."
"Before the Vatican Medical College obtains the qualification certificate and officially operates, every move we make and any behavior must comply with the laws and regulations of China."
"Otherwise, China will grab you by the pigtails, and all your efforts will be in vain."
He gave an order: "Bring Arthur back!"
"Pah——"
Just as he finished speaking, Vandance made a crisp sound in his arms.
He reached out and pulled out a tablet-like mirror.
There are many names and red dots scattered on it.
But at this moment, the red dot with Arthur's name written on it was already dark and cracked.
"What?"
Anne couldn't help but screamed: "Is Arthur dead, both human and soul?"
