However, Ye Fan had taken advantage of the moment when the wooden stick blocked him and jumped back three meters to avoid the silent but extremely sharp blow.
But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the white light rose again, licking his heart like a tongue of fire.
It was too fast, so fast that Ye Fan broke into cold sweat.
This was the first time since he started practicing martial arts that he felt the speed was almost beyond his control.
Ye Fan tried his best to deal with the sting, but it still made him feel a huge sense of danger.
He could only use half of the wooden stick to block it again, and at the same time, he was ejected.
"Click——"
The stick broke again.
Ye Fan also avoided the sting, but felt a chill in his throat, which made his eyelids jump.
He knew it was the residual chill from the sharp weapon.
"thump--"
Ye Fan was about to fight back when he heard a muffled sound and the black figure opposite him fell straight to the ground, and the white light disappeared as well.
The wing room returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.
However, the blood in the air still permeated the air and lingered for a long time.
Ye Fan looked wary. After waiting for three minutes, he turned on the light and looked shocked...
I saw a young man in gray clothes lying on the ground, his body curled up, covered in blood, and deeply unconscious.
There were at least twenty wounds on his body.
Judging from his dark complexion, there was no doubt that he was poisoned.
The boy in gray clothes is younger than Ye Fan. He looks about eighteen years old. His face is not handsome, but he is very handsome and has a hint of stubbornness and stubbornness.
He held half of the dagger tightly in his hand.
Ye Fan showed a hint of shock. The boy in gray was seriously injured, but he was still able to smash the stick with half of his dagger, almost hurting himself.
If he is in peak condition, and if his hand is replaced by a sword, how powerful will this kid be?
Ye Fan couldn't imagine it.
It seems that there are really martial arts geniuses in this world.
"Little brother, little brother, wake up!"
Ye Fan stepped forward to help the boy in gray and called him: "Wake up."
The young man in gray clothes was motionless, but a lot of blood flowed from his mouth and nose.
Unable to wake the boy in gray to understand the situation, Ye Fan could only take out his mobile phone and call an ambulance, but he quickly stopped moving.
He didn't know who the boy in gray was, or what misfortune he had encountered, but Ye Fan could see that he was now on the verge of life and death.
This edge of life and death refers not only to his injuries, but also to his situation.
There were so many wounds, as well as gunshot wounds, which showed that the boy in gray was being hunted. He could survive for a few more days by hiding here, but he would probably die if he went to the hospital.
Seeing that he was so young and had a green face, Ye Fan couldn't bear to let him take risks.
"It seems I can only take a gamble."
Ye Fan put the boy in gray on the small bed in the back room: "I hope he is a good person."
Afterwards, Ye Fan treated the wounds on his body, and then took out the silver needle for treatment...
Half an hour later, Ye Fan groaned and fell on the chair with a pale face.
This time the treatment took a lot of effort on his part, but when he saw the condition of the boy in gray improved, he felt that it was all worth it.
After Ye Fan rested for a while, he bought a lot of daily necessities, brewed a large pot of Chinese medicine, poured a bowl of it into the boy's mouth.
"Um--"
After finishing a bowl of Chinese medicine, the young man in gray coughed and opened his eyes with difficulty. He glanced at Ye Fan, subconsciously showing coldness.
He still wanted to struggle.
The right hand can also instinctively grasp the dagger.
"Don't move. I've just treated your injuries, cleaned up the toxins, and bandaged the wounds. If you move, it could be completely destroyed."
Ye Fan hurriedly stretched out his hand to hold his shoulders:
"I'm not a bad person, and I don't know you, but it's fate that we met. I won't harm you."
"No one will come to this medical center for three days. You have a good rest and get something to eat by yourself if you are thirsty."
"I put a lot of food and clean water by your bedside, as well as a large pot of Chinese medicine that was just brewed today."
"Drink Chinese medicine three times a day, which is enough for you to drink for three days."
"When you feel better and feel that there is no danger, you quietly leave through the back door."
Ye Fan finished speaking in a flurry of words, and then left the backyard without even asking his name.
He saved people purely out of good intentions and didn't want to get too involved with the boy in gray. After all, he was being hunted.
Ye Fan didn't want to cause such grudges at all.
Seeing Ye Fan leave, the young man in gray clothes was slightly startled, then looked at his injuries, and his cold face became softer.
For a long time, he murmured two words:
"Thanks……"
After Ye Fan walked out of Jinzhilin, he carefully closed the store door and reopened the door monitor so that he could keep track of the entire Jinzhilin.
He walked around the streets outside, and after dissipating the disinfectant alcohol and bloody smell from his body, he walked back to Xuanhu Residence with his hands on his back.
"Mom, why do you have time to cook..."
As soon as Ye Fan walked into the living area, he found his mother busy in the kitchen: "Aren't you taking care of dad?"
"Your father's condition is stable and he doesn't need much care."
Shen Biqin smiled while cooking:
"I can't help you at this medical clinic, so I'll take the time to cook a meal for everyone."
There are many people living in the medical center. In addition to Sun Shenghan and Gongsun Yuan, there are also Huang Tianjiao, Ye Wujiu, Liu Fugui, Ye Fan and Shen Biqin.
Occasionally Gongsun Qian comes back to stay for a few days, so eating is also a big project.
"There are so many people, what to cook, just order takeout."
Ye Fan complained: "You are not in good health, so you don't get exhausted."
"Don't worry, I'm fine."
"As long as you come back, wash your hands and eat quickly."
Shen Biqin shouted in the kitchen: "If we don't serve dinner, my daughter-in-law will starve."
Daughter-in-law?
Ye Fan was slightly startled when he heard this.
"Mom, just call me Hongyan."
A tall and beautiful figure walked out of the dining room, holding a plate of scrambled eggs in her hand: "You don't have to be too outspoken about me."
"By the way, Dad's medicine has cooled down. Do you want me to give it to him first?"
The woman is wearing a black suspender skirt and a black shawl. Her upper body is white and tender, and her legs are slender and very delicate.
Shen Biqin replied: "No, no, I'll give it to your dad to drink after dinner..."
Damn, my parents are called?
Ye Fan was stunned, then he trembled, grabbed Song Hongyan and shouted:
"Sister Yan, what are you doing?"
Thinking of Tang Ruoxue in Peach Blossom No. 1, Ye Fan suddenly had a headache.
"I came over to visit dad, and chat with mom on the way."
Song Hongyan pinched a piece of egg and threw it into her mouth: "By the way, let's have a taste of mom's cooking."
“I have to say, it’s first-class, better than the chef.”
She turned to the kitchen and shouted sweetly: "Mom, can I come back often to eat in the future?"
"Of course, you'd better come back every day."
Shen Biqin was very satisfied with Song Hongyan: "With you here, this house will be like this."
Ye Fan looked at Song Hongyan and said angrily: "Who told you to call your parents randomly?"
Song Hongyan shouted to the kitchen at the top of her lungs: "Mom, Ye Fan asked me to call you Aunt Shen..."
"Aunt Shen..."
Shen Biqin grabbed the rolling pin and rushed out...
