Two hundred and thirty eighth chapter beauty accident
Ye Fan ignored Lin Qiuling and got into the car to ask Liu Fugui to return to the hospital.
On the way, Ye Fan sent his inference about the murder weapon to Yang Jianxiong.
Then he closed his eyes and meditated.
Returning to Xuanhu Residence, Ye Fan found that the number of patients had increased a lot, and the entire entrance was full of people.
Huang Tianjiao does miscellaneous work, Huang Sanchong does the cashiering, Zhang Daqiang gives orders, Shen Yunfeng grabs medicine, and Black Dog maintains the team. Order is pretty good.
I don’t know since when, Ye Fan’s Medical Center has become a gathering place for everyone. Shen Yunfeng and the others come here almost every day to hang out and get together.
Help by the way.
Even Emperor Du Qing appears frequently.
Suddenly, Ye Fan Medical Center became a gathering place for the second generation of Zhonghai.
Ye Fan teased that they were all volunteers, otherwise the one-day consultation fee would not be enough to pay their wages. He got out of the car door and greeted everyone and started to receive medical treatment.
In the next three days, Ye Fan diligently went to the hospital to receive medical treatment, treating fifty or sixty patients every day. He was so tired that his back ached.
Ye Fan decided to implement scheduled treatment starting next week, with one hundred people a day, otherwise he and Sun Bufan would be exhausted sooner or later.
While Shen Biqin rewarded Ye Fan in different ways every day, she also instilled in him the idea that Song Hongyan was a good woman, and asked him to get it done quickly.
Ye Fan didn't want to listen to his mother's bombardment every day. After the medical clinic closed that evening, Ye Fan was not in a hurry to go back to the backyard and took the time to buy some things and go to Jin Zhilin.
He wanted to see how the boy in gray was doing.
Ye Fan quietly came to the back door, and then gently pushed open the wooden door of the wing.
"Whoosh——"
Before Ye Fan's vision could adapt to the darkness of the wing, half of the dagger was pointed at his throat.
It's unbelievably fast.
Ye Fan became interested and moved to avoid the sharpness.
But before he could stand still, the dagger reached between his eyebrows again.
Ye Fan could only tilt his head again.
The dagger failed, but there was no panic at all. The tip of the sword dropped and pointed at Ye Fan's heart.
There is no time for it to happen.
Ye Fan had no choice but to dodge with his right hand, holding the fish intestines in his hand, to block the sharp blow.
"It's me."
Before the opponent could change his moves, Ye Fan sighed softly and stopped the fight.
It's just that he has a high opinion of the abilities of the young man in gray.
For the first time since practicing martial arts, Ye Fan felt pressure. The opponent's three swords were as lethal as his 'ten steps and one kill'.
If he didn't use the fish intestine sword, he would probably be stabbed.
As Ye Fan made a sound, the lights turned on, the sharpness disappeared instantly, and the murderous aura dissipated instantly, as if nothing had happened.
"Whoosh——"
Ye Fan looked up and saw the young man in gray taking two steps back and putting half of the dagger into his sleeve.
His face was no longer dark, and his body was no longer bleeding. There was a touch of blood in his whole body, but the coldness was still stinging.
His whole person was cold and his temperament was like an iceberg, as if he was born to resist others.
But when he saw Ye Fan, his eyes were invisibly warm and soft.
Ye Fan looked at the boy in gray and smiled:
"I left you all dry food yesterday. I brought you some hot food today when I have time. You can eat it while it's hot."
He put down a thermos box and opened it. There was a bowl of hot porridge, two hot buns, two eggs, and a meat pie.
Very simple, but nutritious enough.
The young man in gray whispered: "Thank you."
"You're welcome, eat it while it's hot."
Ye Fan smiled: "I'll change your dressing."
The boy in gray said again: "Thank you."
Ye Fan put the bun in his hand, then picked up anti-inflammatory medicine and gauze to treat the wound of the boy in gray.
Ye Fan saw that his injury was still serious and he was afraid that it would be difficult to recover within ten days and a half, so he injected three pieces of white light into the boy in gray.
Soon, the gray-clothed boy's internal injuries healed, and his external injuries also slowly healed. Even the wounds penetrated by the bullet no longer seeped blood.
The young man in gray clothes could feel the obvious changes in his body, and there was a rare surprise on his face, and then he became more trusting and grateful to Ye Fan.
Thinking of yesterday's acupuncture and the three white glows just now, Ye Fan subconsciously sighed:
"I don't know who that person is, who would treat you so cruelly."
He believed that if the young man in gray had not met him, he would have died after staying up for half an hour last night. This shows how ruthless the enemy is.
Seemingly grateful for Ye Fan's life-saving grace, the boy in gray told him everything he knew: "I heard a secret..."
"Stop, don't tell me this secret."
Ye Fan hurriedly stopped him. The boy in gray was hunted down after hearing the secret. If he knew it, wouldn't he be killed? It was better not to know.
The boy in gray clothes shut up for a moment, then lowered his head and ate the buns.
He ate very quickly, almost one bite at a time, and finished six buns in an instant.
Ye Fan changed the subject: "What's your name?"
The boy in gray didn't hesitate: "Dugu Shang."
"My name is Ye Fan, Barefoot Doctor. I run this medical clinic. It will open next month."
Ye Fan smiled again and said: "You are very skilled, fast enough, and your sword skills are also great."
"I use a sword."
Dugu Shang replied seriously: "And I only know three swords."
Ye Fan was stunned and smiled. He could see that Dugu Shang was very simple. If he was good to him, he would have no reservations about him.
He had a lot of questions, but he didn't ask too many questions, not wanting to use his kindness to peek into Dugu Shang's privacy.
"You are already very powerful."
Ye Fan bandaged Dugu Shang's wound, and then took out two sets of clothes, a hat and a mask.
"Your clothes are in tatters, and there are a lot of blood stains on them. It's very eye-catching if you wear them."
"I bought you two sets of clothes. You can wear them casually and hide your identity."
Ye Fan also took out two thousand yuan and a mobile phone: "You can also take this money and mobile phone."
Dugu Shang looked at Ye Fan: "Should I leave?"
"No, no..."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "I'm not chasing you away, I'm just letting you prepare for emergencies so that you don't get messed up if something unexpected happens."
He originally really hoped that Dugu Shang would leave the hospital as soon as possible, but now that he found that he was too naive, Ye Fan couldn't bear to drive him away.
Dugu Shang nodded: "Thank you."
"Those who kill me will all die."
"Come and kill the people behind you!"
Ye Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled. Dugu Shang was telling him that all the enemies who were chasing him had been killed. If the people behind the scenes came after him, they would be killed without mercy.
This kid, why are you telling me this? I don’t like Jianghu.
Ye Fan exhaled a long breath, but the stone hanging in his heart fell. Without any help, he no longer had to worry about the safety of himself and the medical center.
"From now on, my life is yours."
Dugu Shang looked at Ye Fan with bright eyes: "I am here, you are here; I am not here, you are still here."
His words are concise and concise, just like his person, sincere, simple, yet powerful.
Do you want to follow yourself?
Ye Fan looked stunned and was about to say something when he heard his cell phone ringing.
Then, Shen Biqin's voice came over anxiously:
"Ye Fan, it's not good, something happened to the beauty..."
