Chapter Nine Hundred and Sixty IX Treating My Sister-in-law
The pillar of the country?
Looking at the words on the white jade plate, Ye Fan was slightly startled: "Is this for me?"
"It's not for you, is it for Feng Changshan and the others?"
Mrs. Zhao smiled warmly: "Only you can bear the title of the pillar of the country."
Ye Fan waved his hand: "Thank you, madam."
"I don't have the authority to issue this sign without authorization. It is a reward given to you by Hengdian."
Mrs. Zhao looked at Ye Fan with gentle eyes and smiled:
"Actually, Hengdian has been keeping an eye on your actions since the beginning of Hongyan Baiyao. Your extraordinary medical skills and the value of Baiyao have already qualified you to obtain this badge."
"It's just that you are too young, and giving it out hastily will cause criticism. Hengdian doesn't care about rumors, but is worried about causing confusion to you, so it has been waiting."
"Originally, I wanted to give it out when you win the Huatuo Cup national championship, but I didn't expect that the blood doctor sect would suddenly appear to challenge the Huatuo Cup."
"But this is good. Not only did you demonstrate your superb medical skills in front of countless people, but you also defeated the blood medicine sect and won the hearts of the people of China."
"Now that I grant you this badge, no one will say otherwise."
Mrs. Zhao took a sip of tea and said, "You can save a lot of trouble by holding it."
Hearing Mrs. Zhao's words, Ye Fan laughed loudly and put the white jade sign away: "Then thank you, Madam, for your love."
"By the way, Mark, I may come back to you in a few days."
Mrs. Zhao was about to stand up and leave with a smile, but suddenly remembered something and hesitated to speak: "I want you to help diagnose and treat a patient."
"patient?"
Ye Fan was stunned: "Madam, you are at your wits' end?"
In his understanding, Mrs. Zhao has countless resources at her disposal and knows many national experts from the National Medical Hall, so there should be no disease that can trouble her.
"Yes, it's very difficult. I've asked dozens of famous doctors, but none of them can do anything."
There was a hint of sadness on Mrs. Zhao's face: "So when you recover, I would like to ask you to take a look."
Ye Fan asked further: "Of course there is no problem, I just don't know what the disease is?"
"It's a heart attack."
Perhaps because she felt that Ye Fan was reliable, or perhaps she wanted to talk, Mrs. Zhao did not hide anything:
"She is my sister-in-law. She lost her child more than 20 years ago and has been depressed ever since."
"In the past year, I have been extremely depressed. My mood has been so bad that my body's functions have also lost vitality."
Mrs. Zhao added: "The doctor said that if she continues like this, she probably won't survive a year."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "Is there no greater sorrow than death?"
"So to speak."
Mrs. Zhao is very frank:
"Actually, I also know that reviving a dead heart is as difficult as climbing to the sky, especially for a stubborn person like my sister-in-law."
"But I still hope you can help me take a look. Even if you can't help her get out of the shadows and make her feel better, I'll be satisfied."
She looked at Ye Fan and smiled bitterly: "You just have to be mentally prepared. My sister-in-law will drive away the doctor when she sees her now..."
"No problem, you can take me there at any time when you are free."
Ye Fan agreed immediately: "I should be able to take action. By the way, do you have the patient's information? Let me take a look first. Only by knowing yourself and the enemy can you prescribe the right medicine."
"I will send you the information later."
Mrs. Zhao smiled: "Her name is Zhao Mingyue..."
"Zhao Mingyue? Why is this name so familiar?"
Ye Fan recited it once, and then lost his voice in surprise: "Mrs. Ye Tang?"
Mrs. Zhao smiled and nodded: "That's right..."
Ye Fan could have asked: "Does she have any grudge against Tang Sanguo?"
"Tang Sanguo? Your former father-in-law?"
Mrs. Zhao was stunned for a moment, then narrowed her eyes slightly:
"That's not true. They were classmates once and had some friendship."
"Tang Sanguo is still alive and well now, and it is inseparable from the fact that my sister-in-law often talked to Tangmen about her existence as a classmate."
She asked back: "How do you know they are related?"
Ye Fan smiled to cover up:
"A few days ago, Tang Sanguo happened to be talking to someone on the phone about Mrs. Ye. I overheard a few words and saw that his tone was not very good, so I thought he had some objections to Mrs. Ye."
There was a trace of depression in his heart. If Tang Sanguo had a relationship with Mrs. Ye, why would Tang Sanguo pay a huge price to kill her?
However, he felt that the water inside was too deep, so he stopped the topic in time and did not stir up the conversation any further.
At the same time, Ye Fan's head hurt. Mrs. Ye is Mrs. Zhao's sister-in-law. Doesn't it mean that Mrs. Zhao is also from Yetang?
This is really a perfect match, a strong alliance.
Mrs. Zhao was not suspicious, picked up the tea cup, drank it, and then left with the others.
"Wow, you got the national badge?"
When Mrs. Zhao left Jin Zhilin, Ye Fan took out the white jade card to play with, but Song Hongyan found it and snatched it away.
Her eyes shone with an extremely fiery light: "That's great, Ye Fan, you will be a national treasure from now on."
Zheng Junqing and Sun Bufan also gathered around and took the white jade plaque and looked at it carefully.
Even Ye Zhendong had a hint of excitement on his face.
Ye Fan smiled: "Isn't it just a plaque of commendation? Are you so excited?"
"You don't understand, right?"
Zheng Junqing took out his mobile phone to take photos and posted them on WeChat Moments to show off, while explaining to Ye Fan with envy and hatred:
"This sign is not only a reward for your medical skills, but also Hengdian's recognition of you. It means that you have entered Hengdian's vision and protection from now on."
"It has no lethality and cannot order others to do things, but its value is equal to that of a panda."
"That is to say, there are not many people in China who dare to hurt you."
"No matter the major families or the government, they will not dare to take action against you in the future. On the contrary, they still have the obligation to protect you."
"What troubles have you caused or what laws have you broken? Ordinary people have no right to arrest you and interrogate you. They can only report to Hengdian to take measures against you."
Zheng Junqing exhaled a long breath: "No one in the entire Zheng family has obtained this brand. You can imagine its value."
"Really? So precious?"
Hearing Zheng Junqing's explanation, Ye Fan suddenly became interested: "In other words, I am equal to a panda?"
"More precious than pandas."
Zheng Junqing nodded: "There are only about 300 people out of 1.5 billion who can get the badge of national warrior."
"And there is probably only one person at your age who has become a national scholar."
The playboy Zheng Shao, who had always dreamed of getting this badge, suddenly felt that his life of extravagance and extravagance was boring.
Song Hongyan smiled softly: "It seems that Hengdian has paid attention to you a long time ago, otherwise I wouldn't have taken this opportunity to give you the badge."
"This badge is good, this badge is good."
Compared to the murderous First Envoy and the White Tiger Order, Ye Fan, who is passive by nature, likes this panda badge more.
"By the way, if I slap Wang Qiaochu twice, won't he be able to hit me back?"
Ye Fan suddenly had an idea.
Zheng Junqing and the others almost fell down together. Why is Brother Fan's ambition so low?
"bite--"
When everyone smiled and dispersed to work, Cai Lingzhi hurriedly walked into Jin Zhilin, came to Ye Fan and handed over a tablet computer.
She whispered to Mark: "This is what Mrs. Zhao gave you."
Ye Fan opened it and saw that one contained Mrs. Ye's condition information and the other contained information analyzed by Beitingchuan's mobile phone.
There are three words Lin Qiuling written on it.
Cai Lingzhi asked: "Do you want to give the things to Yang Jianxiong?"
Ye Fan did not respond and was silent for a long time. Finally, he shook his head gently at Cai Lingzhi.
He picked up the tea cup and drank it in one gulp:
"No need, give Tang Ruoxue some face and let her go out in good health."
