Seeing this news, Ye Fan's eyelids jumped for no reason.
He was very surprised by the ability of the Vatican Medical College to find a third party to provide a guarantee of 100 billion so quickly.
However, Ye Fan quickly adjusted his mentality and shifted his focus back to Gao Shanhe.
He can't kill Gao Shanhe's negative personality now, but he can still use silver needles to suppress his hostility.
Ye Fan used six demon-subduing acupuncture techniques to calm Gao Shanhe.
Then Gao Jing was given a prescription and told to take the medicine according to the prescription and give it to Gao Shanhe.
"Gao Jing, you and your uncle don't want to go back either."
Before Gao Jing could respond, Song Hongyan reached for the prescription and handed it to a doctor to boil the medicine:
"Although my uncle has calmed down now, no one dares to say that he will not get sick again until he fully recovers."
"You saw it just now. When uncle gets emotional, he hurts others and himself."
"It's hard for a girl like you to suppress him. Maybe he will hurt you too."
"I have already cleared out a room and will add some furniture later. You and your uncle will live in Jin Zhilin for the next six months."
"There are many people here, and doctors such as Ye Fan are here for consultation. It is also convenient to get medicine. It is suitable for uncle to recuperate."
"And you've been stressed out for months, so you need to relax."
"Let's rest in Jinzhilin from today on."
Song Hongyan thought carefully and took action, deciding to let Gao Jing and her daughter stay.
Ye Fan smiled and nodded: "That's right, if you stay in Jinzhilin, there will be many people to take care of."
For a girl to take care of a schizophrenic patient is definitely a big test for her body and mind.
"Young Master Ye, Mr. Song, why are you so embarrassed?"
Gao Jing had a look of gratitude on her face, but in the end she pursed her red lips and shook her head:
"We have already added so many things to you, and we almost hurt Mrs. Ye today."
"We can't trouble you any more."
Although Jin Zhilin made her feel safe, Gao Jing still didn't want Ye Fan to bother her too much.
"Family, don't be so polite, just stay."
Ye Fan directly made the decision for Gao Jing: "This is good for you, good for uncle, and it will also facilitate my treatment."
"If you feel bad about it, just do odd jobs at the hospital every day when you have time."
He added: "When my uncle recovers, he will go to New Zealand to prepare for the establishment of a branch of the Chinese Medical Sect."
Song Hongyan even waved her finger and asked Gao Shanhe to be sent to the wing to rest.
Shen Biqin and others also advised Gao Jing to stay.
"Young Master Ye——"
Gao Jing opened her mouth to refuse again, but seeing Ye Fan's sincere eyes, she finally nodded:
"Okay, my dad and I will stay."
She decided to accept this kindness and repay it twice as much in the future.
Gao Jing and his daughter stayed, and Jin Zhilin became lively again.
Song Hongyan not only had the wing cleaned up, but also bought a lot of furniture and electrical appliances for them in the afternoon.
That night, Song Hongyan even organized a sumptuous dinner to celebrate the newcomer's joining.
After Ye Fan's treatment again and the use of traditional Chinese medicine, Gao Shanhe's condition improved significantly and he no longer shouted to go to the Vatican Medical College.
Watching this scene and feeling the concern of everyone, Gao Jing felt warm and moved like never before.
The firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea that she used to disdain are now nourishing her heart like spring rain.
After three months of nervous tension, she slowly relaxed for the first time.
Gao Jing also secretly made a decision. In this life, he will be born to Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, and die to Ye Fan and Song Hongyan.
"By the way, Gao Jing, I forgot to ask you."
When Gao Jing closed the door to her father's room and walked out, Song Hongyan handed Gao Jing a cup of black tea.
She asked further: "What was the name of the Vatican doctor who treated your father?"
Gao Jing took the tea cup, was slightly stunned, and then squeezed out a name: "Fan Yugang."
"Fan Yugang?"
Song Hongyan silently recited her name, then smiled:
"Okay, you go to bed early."
Gao Jing didn't speak, just lowered her head and drank tea, feeling a little hot.
The episode between Gao Jing and Gao Shanhe quickly returned to calm in Jin Zhilin, and Ye Fan returned to treating patients.
For him, the more storm is coming, the more he needs to treat it calmly.
Ye Fan and others got up early and came home late to treat patients, Song Hongyan controlled Huayimen and other groups, and Tang Fenghua and others were responsible for food, clothing, housing and transportation.
In addition to relaxing with her father, Gao Jing also takes time to assist various parties.
Si Qian and Nangong Youyou were having fun.
Busy and tired, but enjoying this joyful time together.
Especially when more than a dozen people gather around to eat, all the unhappiness disappears.
Neighbors also send gifts from time to time, filling Jinzhilin with laughter for the upcoming festival.
Ye Fan likes this picture very much and hopes that this kind of warmth can last a lifetime.
It was just at noon on the third day of the Gaoshan River incident that Ye Fan was about to get up and go to the backyard to rest when he heard his cell phone vibrate.
He put it on to answer the question, and soon Yang Yaodong's hearty voice came:
"Brother Ye, are you back in Longdu?"
"I didn't say anything to my brother when I came back, otherwise I would have gone to Jin Zhilin to have a drink with you."
Yang Yaodong is as enthusiastic as ever.
"I've been back for more than a week. I originally wanted to visit President Yang earlier, but I've been busy with things lately."
Ye Fan responded with a smile: "You know, I have been away for too long and have accumulated a lot of patients to treat."
"I have been busy almost from morning to evening this week, and I have only had a little free time in these two days."
"I was thinking about treating your brothers to dinner tomorrow."
Last time Yang Hongxing helped Cai Lingzhi enter the Tang Sect to find a child, Ye Fan always wanted to find an opportunity to express his gratitude.
"I understand, I understand, you are the best doctor in China, and countless top dignitaries are waiting for your consultation."
Yang Yaodong understood that Ye Fan couldn't help himself: "But you don't have to treat me to dinner tomorrow."
"It's better to choose a different day than to catch it. Why don't you come to Zuixianlou for dinner now?"
"I have something to ask you to advise me on."
"If it's not convenient, I can go to Jinzhilin."
Yang Yaodong has no airs: "Anyway, I've been very free recently."
Ye Fan smiled: "President Yang is joking. You are my eldest brother and an elder, so I should pay you a visit."
"I haven't eaten yet at noon, so I will go to Zuixian Tower to find you now."
"Remember to leave two bottles of good wine for me. I will stay with you until we get drunk."
He felt that Yang Yaodong would not bother him otherwise, so he simply went to the banquet.
Ye Fan said hello to Ye Wujiu and Shen Biqin, and then took the little witch and the martial arts disciples to Zuixian Tower.
When she heard about the banquet, Nangong Youyou suddenly became energetic, carried her schoolbag, put on her sunglasses and set off with Ye Fan.
An hour later, Ye Fan appeared on the third floor of Zuixian Building.
The third floor, which covers an area of ​​300 square meters, was occupied by Yang Yaodong, so Ye Fan saw Yang Yaodong at a glance when he walked up.
He is as luxurious and upright as ever, especially the right smile on his face, exactly the same as when he was at Zhong Hai.
"Brother Ye, are you here?"
Seeing Ye Fan show up, Yang Yaodong immediately laughed and stood up to greet Ye Fan.
"Welcome, welcome."
"I haven't seen you for a few days. You are much thinner than before, but your temperament is more elegant."
Yang Yaodong opened his arms and hugged Ye Fan.
Several followers and assistants also approached Ye Fan with smiles.
Ye Fan smiled and hugged Yang Yaodong:
"President Yang, you are joking, I am just a little doctor, how can I not have an elegant temperament?"
"On your side, not only have you lost weight, but your complexion has also deteriorated, and you also have signs of insomnia."
Ye Fan took advantage of the situation and checked Yang Yaodong's pulse: "It seems that Brother Yang has been doing a lot of good things recently."
"Hahaha, you are indeed a miracle doctor. You can tell my condition just by looking at me."
Yang Yaodong admired Ye Fan. While pulling him to his seat, he vomited bitterness to Ye Fan:
"To tell you the truth, I've really been having a bad time lately."
"The rise of the Vatican doctors, their independence as a group, and the involvement of many big figures have made me a little anxious."
"I asked you to come here today. In addition to reminiscing about old times, I also want you to check things out."
Yang Yaodong rubbed his painful head: "You, Lu Ziye, have better brains and ideas than I do."
"Vatican doctor?"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled playfully: "About the canonization of the Dean of China?"
