After hearing Ye Fan's request, Yang Yaodong didn't talk nonsense and immediately contacted his elder brother.
Ye Fan also took out his mobile phone and sent more than a dozen messages to prepare for the situation. He also called Yuan Qingyi to prepare for the worst.
He knew in his heart that this was a tough battle.
Song Hongyan didn't interfere too much, she just stayed by Ye Fan's side and occasionally made suggestions.
She knows how to measure and understand priorities. Rather than being in the limelight, she wants Ye Fan to slowly climb to the top.
Yang Yaodong quickly informed Fandansi that he would be escorted over, and directly authorized Ye Fan to resolve the matter with full authority.
An hour later, Ye Fan and Song Hongyan met Fandansi.
Vandance, who was secretly escorted from the cell, was sitting in the conference room on the seventh floor of the China Medical Alliance.
While looking at the crowd outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, he took a bottle of mineral water and sipped it slowly.
His eyes were red and swollen, his expression was haggard, and his beard was messy, making him look very depressed.
Only a dozen escorting agents felt uneasy.
This Brahma prince, who has been imprisoned for more than a week, still has a terrifying power in every move he makes.
Especially when the black cloth on his eyes is removed, it gives people the chill of being stabbed by a sharp sword at any time.
"Prince Fan, I heard that you haven't eaten for almost a week."
While Fandansi was drinking water, Ye Fan walked in with Song Hongyan, holding a snack in his hand.
"I ordered you a spaghetti and a steak."
"Try it to your liking."
Ye Fan walked up to Fandansi and opened the lunch box.
Fragrant pasta and steak were presented in front of Vandance.
Yang Hongxing was furious that Fandansi and his gang used him as a gunman.
Therefore, he not only withstood the pressure of the Vatican royal family to release Vandens, but also allowed the prison to treat Vandens and the others the same as other prisoners.
Treat everyone equally, that is, sleep in a Datong bunk and have fifteen meals a day.
Of course Vandance refused to eat things like cabbage, fat, and meat, and repeatedly asked for purified water and fresh fruits from the Alps.
After getting no agreement from Yang Hongxing, he simply went on a hunger strike.
I'll be hungry for a week.
This move scared the guard so much that he reported it to Yang Hongxing.
But Yang Hongxing didn't pay attention at all, and only told him to ensure that the monitoring system operates around the clock. It doesn't matter whether Fandansi starves to death.
Therefore, Fandansi has lost a lot of weight these days.
"Miracle Doctor Ye and Mr. Song, we meet again."
Fandansi did not look at the food on the table, fearing that he could not control his desire and lose his dignity.
"I thought you would starve me to death or imprison me until I die."
"It took longer than I expected to see each other again, but in the end it was still within my acceptable range."
He once thought that he could go out in three days at most, but he didn't expect that he would still be in Shenzhou's hands for a week.
"What do you mean, how can you starve to death?"
Seeing Fandansi who was still aloof, Ye Fan's lips evoked a hint of joking:
"China has always paid attention to morality. Let alone you living people, you are just a bunch of dogs. We will not watch them starve to death."
"We are never short of food and drink."
"I'm afraid that the dog will look down on me and not eat the fireworks of the world, and I will starve to death."
Ye Fan pushed the steak and spaghetti over: "That way the gain will outweigh the loss."
"Divine Doctor Ye is still as sharp-tongued as Full Moon Wine."
Fandansi narrowed his eyes and then suppressed his anger:
"It's just that this kind of rhetoric doesn't make much sense."
"In inviting me out, you must have encountered an obstacle that you cannot overcome."
He pulled out a chair and sat down, facing the outside of the floor-to-ceiling window: "Is it because of them?"
"The prince is really a smart man."
Song Hongyan smiled slightly and placed the Alpine pure water in front of Fandansi:
"It's a pity that the Vatican doctor is not as smart as the prince."
"The general trend is that they refused to accept their fate and refused to bow their heads to China's rectification. They even came to the China Medical Alliance to challenge them in a desperate struggle."
"The China Medical Alliance has always put people first and doctors are benevolent, and cannot bear to use excessive means to harm these single-minded people."
"So I want to ask the prince to stand up and let them leave."
Song Hongyan was good at tempting: "This way they are good for us, and so are you."
"Mr. Song, thank you for the water!"
Vandance took the Alpine purified water, opened it, took a sip, looked at Song Hongyan and said with a smile:
"I'm not a person who likes to fight and kill, and I don't like to see bloodshed between the two sides."
"If possible, I would rather sacrifice myself for world peace."
"But before discussing this matter, I want to talk about Mr. Song first."
"Mr. Song has an unruly temperament, extraordinary methods, and an even more graceful figure. He is very suitable for my prince's taste."
He blew out a breath of hot breath: "I haven't ridden a horse like you for a long time..."
Fandansi's eyes swept away the former gentleness, and looked at Song Hongyan with a bit more evil.
"Snapped!"
Ye Fan did not spoil him and slapped Fandansi on the face:
"Isn't it really too long to humiliate my woman?"
Song Hongyan held Ye Fan's arm and smiled lightly, as if she only belonged to this man.
Five fingerprints suddenly appeared on Fandansi's face, and a killing intent flashed deep in his eyes.
Obviously he was full of anger at Ye Fan's slap.
But he quickly regained his composure:
"Doctor Ye, I know you are angry."
"It's just that Mr. Song used Jia Daqiang to set up a trap this time, which really moved my heart."
"I sincerely want Mr. Song to be my woman."
"You are a genius doctor with a heart for the world. For the sake of the common people, will you give me Mr. Song to help me?"
Fandansi provoked Ye Fan unscrupulously, venting his anger after being imprisoned for more than a week.
"Snapped--"
Ye Fan slapped him again, this time knocking out one of Fandansi's teeth.
"Fandance, we are giving you a chance today, not because we are afraid of your identity, nor are we worried that the Vatican doctor will kill you."
Ye Fan took a step forward and looked at Fandansi: "But I want to atone for your sins and save a few years in jail."
"If you are so ignorant and use dirty words to irritate me, then your end will definitely be miserable.
He issued a warning: "Not only will he never be able to return to the Brahma Kingdom, but he may also die young."
"Atoning for one's sins?"
Fandansi dispersed the frivolity just now, spat out a smear of blood from his mouth and shouted:
"How many years in jail will it be reduced?"
To be continued...