Ye Fan woke up and found himself in the hospital with scars all over his body.
He tried to think back and remembered that he was beaten by a group and then thrown out of the bar.
The pain in my head also confirmed this.
But he was also alarmed to find that the dream was still clear:
"Could the dream just now be true? This is too ridiculous."
Ye Fan muttered, but when he closed his eyes, he was shocked.
He really has a "Tai Chi Sutra" in his mind.
"Is this dream too real?"
Ye Fan still didn't believe it, so he opened the "Tai Chi Sutra" and started practicing according to the above method.
As long as nothing can be achieved through cultivation, the Life and Death Jade and the Tai Chi Sutra are just a joke.
But the facts left Ye Fan stunned again.
In less than half an hour, he felt a small stream of heat emerging from his Dantian.
Then, the heat traveled through the limbs and bones.
Everywhere you go, you feel extremely comfortable.
At the same time, a Tai Chi diagram appeared vaguely in the palm of his left hand...
Life and death jade.
White lives, black dies.
There are seven rays of light on each side, and the shadows are very light but distinct.
Ye Fan thought that the pattern was accidentally contaminated, so he rubbed it on his thigh with his wrist a few times, only to find that the Tai Chi diagram was still there.
And it even started to rotate.
The next second, a message suddenly appeared in Ye Fan's mind:
Status: Thirteen abrasions, third-level damage to internal organs, slight head concussion.
Cause: Caused by violent group beatings.
Repair or destroy?
Ye Fan was stunned on the spot, what is this?
He subconsciously issued a repair command, and saw the Life and Death Jade turning, and then a white light disappeared into Ye Fan's body.
"Snapped--"
Then, the body experienced abnormal changes.
The blood vessels heated up uncontrollably, and then the whole body became hot. Ye Fan felt that all the cells in his body were running, and they were running around the body in groups.
The bones also crackled.
Not long after, Ye Fan's body shook violently, the pain all over his body completely dissipated, and the abrasions on his arms and face healed.
At the same time, the white light above the Tai Chi diagram dimmed a little.
"This is a masterful repair tool."
Ye Fan became excited. What others restored were antique calligraphy and paintings, but his life and death jade could repair physical diseases.
It seems that everything in the dream is real.
This is truly a gift from God.
Ye Fan quickly got up from the hospital bed and rushed to the inpatient department as quickly as possible.
He pushed open the door of his mother Shen Biqin's room.
Looking at his skinny mother with her eyes closed tightly, Ye Fan rushed over and placed his left hand on her stomach.
Status: anemia, myocardial strain, gallstones, malignant transformation of gastric tumors...
Cause: Years of hard work, improper diet, and erosion caused by wind and cold.
Repair or destroy?
Ye Fan blurted out: "Repair!"
The Life and Death Jade moved again, and five pieces of white light sank into Shen Biqin's body.
Mother's body instantly became a battlefield, with countless cells boiling and flowing, as if thousands of troops were fighting and charging into battle.
"boom--"
Not long after, Shen Biqin's head shook.
Ye Fan subconsciously shouted: "Mom——"
Shen Biqin slowly opened her eyes, and her pale face became rosy:
"Ye Fan, I'm hungry..."
Ye Fan cried with joy.
He took back his left hand and discovered at the same time that only one piece of the white light of the Life and Death Jade was left.
Obviously, the more severe the condition and injury, the more white light will be consumed.
Ye Fan didn't think about how to restore the white light. He just wanted to serve his mother well now.
Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan got a bowl of white porridge and carefully gave it to his mother to eat.
This is the first time in half a year that Shen Biqin has an appetite to eat.
After eating, Ye Fan called the beautiful doctor over again.
After checking, the doctor was shocked: "How is this possible?"
Shen Biqin is fine.
After learning that she was fine, Shen Biqin had to be discharged from the hospital no matter what.
In addition to the cost of hospitalization, there is also the fear of being hospitalized for a year, and I want to go home early to feel the breath of life.
Ye Fan couldn't resist her and had no choice but to go through the discharge procedures.
When going through the formalities, Ye Fan thought there was not much left in his account, but unexpectedly, he withdrew 95,000.
When he asked, he learned that someone had deposited 100,000 yuan into the hospital account yesterday.
Ye Fan checked and found that the person sending the money was none other than Tang Ruoxue.
He felt warm in his heart, Tang Ruoxue still had him in her heart.
Ye Fan left 5,000 for his mother's spare time, transferred the rest of the money back to Tang Ruoxue, and then packed up and left the hospital.
Just when Ye Fan helped the old man to the gate, three expensive luxury cars passed by them.
Fast and fierce.
The wheel almost ran over Shen Biqin's toes.
Ye Fan shouted angrily: "Why are you driving? Are you rushing to reincarnate?"
The luxury car backed up and came to a stop. The door opened, and a young man with an earring came out and cursed:
"If you dare to scold Mr. Huang, are you seeking death?"
Then, Huang Dongqiang and Yuan Jing's group showed up.
"Hey, is it Ye Fan? Boy, you are very durable? You came out so soon?"
Seeing Ye Fan, Huang Dongqiang immediately came over and walked towards Ye Fan with a smile but not a smile: "You have copper skin and iron bones."
"Your mother has been discharged from the hospital too?"
“If you can’t borrow money, are you going to go home and wait to die?”
"Would you like me to sponsor a pair of nanmu coffins?"
A group of companions laughed, with disdain and teasing in their eyes.
Yuan Jing was as cold as ever, but when she saw Ye Fan, she felt even more disgusted.
Ye Fan's humility and kneeling down to borrow money yesterday made Yuan Jing lose interest in humiliating Ye Fan.
Ye Fan's voice sank: "Huang Dongqiang, are you cursing my mother and seeking death?"
"Looking for death? Who do you think you are?"
Huang Dongqiang knocked his leather shoes on the ground, and he was very arrogant: "Who gave you the courage to challenge me?"
The young man with the earring echoed angrily: "The beating yesterday wasn't enough, was it?"
Several beautiful female companions covered their mouths and chuckled.
"Kneel down, kowtow, and apologize."
Huang Dongqiang pointed at Ye Fan: "I will pretend that this never happened, otherwise I will send you mother and son to the morgue."
Ye Fan's eyes turned cold when he heard this: "Don't bully others too much."
Huang Dongqiang sneered: "What's wrong with bullying others too much? Are you not convinced?"
Several followers drew out their sticks and twisted their necks to surround Ye Fan.
Yuan Jing's voice was indifferent: "Ye Fan, stop trying to be brave and kneel down and apologize. Dong Qiang is not something you can offend."
"Young man, young man, everything is easy to discuss!"
At this time, Shen Biqin also held on to the angry Ye Fan, stood in front and smiled at Huang Dongqiang:
"Master Huang, I used to work in your house as a housekeeper. I know your mother. Give me some face and don't get to know Mark."
"He is young and ignorant. Sir, please let him go."
Shen Biqin accompanied her with a smile.
"Give you face?"
Huang Dongqiang sneered and spat on Shen Biqin:
"Who do you think you are? Why should I give you face?"
"An old man dares to ask for face. Can you afford it?"
To anyone, this rude and rude manner is considered an insult, but Shen Biqin did not dare to fight back and just accepted it.
Even if you are humiliated, ridiculed, or bullied, you will never cause trouble, not because of your generosity, but because of the sadness of little people having no choice.
"Doing this to my mother, are you looking for death?"
Ye Fan clenched his fists tightly and tried to rush forward with anger on his face, but was held tightly by his mother.
Seeing Ye Fan's stubbornness, Yuan Jing was very angry: "Ye Fan, are you still trying to show off? Is Dong Qiang someone you, mother and son, can offend?"
"It's time to kneel down. It's not like I've never knelt down before. Everyone knows what's going on, so stop pretending."
She tried hard to reconcile the fact that she felt no sense of accomplishment by stepping on Ye Fan, and the second was to show her magnanimity in front of outsiders.
Unexpectedly, Ye Fan was completely ungrateful: "Don't worry, I will never kneel down again in the future."
Yuan Jing became impatient:
"If you don't listen to my advice, I won't care about you anymore."
"Without my face, you might not even be able to save your life."
She raised her chin proudly.
Ye Fan shouted unceremoniously: "Get out!"
Yuan Jing's pretty face turned cold: "Dong Qiang, I don't care about him anymore, just do whatever you want."
"Master Huang, please forgive me for Mark's ignorance. Don't worry, Mark will never provoke you again."
Seeing Huang Dongqiang's fierce look, Shen Biqin hurriedly dragged Ye Fan behind him: "Let's forget about this matter today."
"With a little money and a little kindness, I'll treat Mr. Huang and all the brothers to tea."
Shen Biqin took out three thousand yuan from her pocket, bent down and humbly stuffed it into Huang Dongqiang's pocket.
"Snapped--"
Huang Dongqiang slapped Shen Biqin in the face with his backhand.
