After being slapped by Yang Hongxing, Feng Kunlun staggered back, and the whole place fell silent.
No one expected that Yang Hongxing would be so domineering, let alone that he would beat Feng Kunlun in public.
Even the Valley Warbler had some surprises.
Although Yang Hongxing is aloof, he usually pays attention to his influence and has never slapped an outsider in the face for decades.
Today is really a critical moment, but I can't help but feel angry. Ye Fan finally agreed to treat his daughter, but Feng Kunlun stopped him with his hands and feet. Even a Buddha would be angry.
So a slap in the face is very rude.
My daughter's life is at stake, and only Mark can save her.
Yang Hongxing's voice was loud and clear: If you continue to make trouble for me, I will let you get out of the Kuncheng Association.
Sorry, Mr. Yang, I'm just worried about Ling Qianjin
Feng Kunlun was very angry, but he did not dare to get angry. He just defended with difficulty: I am not making trouble.
Come on.
Gu Ying's mouth was very heart-wrenching: I saw that you were deliberately trying to stop me.
With your identity and experience, wouldn’t you know the way our couple does things?
Although we may seek medical treatment in a hurry when we are sick, we will not let wandering doctors save lives casually.
Moreover, Ye Fan's ability to enter the Huatuo Cup finals shows that he is a leader of the younger generation in Longdu.
You have repeatedly blocked me, but you don't want Ye Fan to take action and see him rescuing my daughter.
I don't know what grudges you have, but I'm sure you have some beef with Mark.
Gu Ying is a woman who is aloof and looks down on people at the bottom, but her eyes can hit the nail on the head when looking at dirty things.
Feng Kunlun gritted his teeth and responded: Mrs. Yang, there is a lesson from heaven and earth. Feng Kunlun would never have such an idea.
Gu Ying was noncommittal: You know whether you have this idea
You are joking with my daughter's life, I will deal with you later.
Yang Hongxing glared at Feng Kunlun again, then looked at Ye Fan and said:
Ye Fan, just let it go and treat it, I absolutely believe in you.
This is also Yang Hongxing's advantage, either he stubbornly doesn't believe it, or he doesn't trust others.
Feng Kunlun felt the anger of Yang Hongxing and his wife, his eyelids jumped but he finally raised his neck:
Mr. Yang, Mrs. Yang, I know that you love your daughter very much and hope that your daughter can wake up.
So I understand Mr. Yang’s slap just now, and I can also understand Mrs. Yang’s doubts about me.
But I have a clear conscience. I am definitely not causing trouble, nor do I want Ms. Yang to recover. I just can't stand Ye Fan killing anyone.
In my eyes, Ye Fan is just a doctor who came out of the city competition. He can't even cure the test questions I asked, so how can he treat Miss Yang?
Of course, if you insist on treating him, there is nothing I can do. I have exhausted all my benevolence and justice, and the patient is your daughter.
But I can leave it here. It is absolutely impossible for Ye Fan to save Yang Qianxue.
If he can save Yang Qianxue's life, I will immediately declare him to win the provincial competition and qualify for the northern competition.
In order to protect his own face and interests, Feng Kunlun decided to go all the way and pretended that he was thinking about Yang Qianxue.
Only in this way will everyone think that his loyal words have offended Yang Hongxing, rather than deliberately causing trouble to disgust the Yangs and his wife.
In this way, Yang Hongxing and his wife would not dare to suppress him, and everyone would have sympathy for him.
If Ye Fan can't save Miss Yang, I don't want any reward from Mr. Yang, as long as Ye Fan gets out of the medical field and stops harming others.
Feng Kunlun looked at Ye Fan with bright eyes: Ye Fan, do you dare to accept this battle?
After calming down, he thought about it. He and the Kuncheng team had treated Yang Qianxue but were helpless.
He also concluded that Ye Fan could not cause any trouble.
Yang Hongxing listened to the strings and sneered: If Ye Fan doesn't make a bet with you, will President Feng lose his quota?
Feng Kunlun exhaled a long breath: I don't dare. People who don't have the courage or who fail in treatment are indeed not qualified to advance.
Feng Kunlun, please stop playing these tricks in front of us.
Gu Ying took a step forward. Wearing a cheongsam, she was not only stunningly beautiful, but her aura was pouring out like water:
Otherwise the consequences will be serious.
She turned her head and looked at Ye Fan, her red lips parted slightly:
Ye Fan, don't pay attention to him. Just save Qianxue with peace of mind. It's a matter of provincial competition. We will help you find a solution.
Feng Kunlun is the decision-maker who determines the quota for the provincial competition. If he is determined and stuck, it will be really troublesome for Ye Fan to advance.
It's okay, I'll make a bet with President Feng.
Looking at Feng Kunlun, the villain's face, Ye Fan sneered:
But the bet is unfair. No matter you win or lose, you won't lose anything, so you should add another bet.
I saved Yang Qianxue, get out of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Association.
He wants to get rid of this black sheep.
That's right, if you lose, give up your position as president.
Yang Hongxing added: A person with evil intentions and evil intentions is not suitable to lead the three thousand traditional Chinese medicine doctors in Kuncheng.
Feng Kunlun's breathing stagnated slightly, and then he gritted his teeth and said: Okay, I agree.
happy!
Ye Fan struck while the iron was hot: Chairman Feng has gambled to this extent, so let’s add a little bit more bonus.
If after I cure Yang Qianxue, I also cure Feng Mimi, give me all the chain pharmacies under your name.
As long as one of them is not cured, even if I lose this bet, get out of the medical field and give Jin Zhilin to you, how about that?
He looked at Feng Kunlun playfully.
Okay, that's it.
Feng Kunlun was startled at first, and then he was delighted: You cure them, and I'll get out and give you the pharmacy.
If you lose, get out and give me Jin Zhilin.
With so many people listening, don't go back on your word.
Although the value of Jin Zhilin is far less than that of his chain pharmacy, adding Feng Mimi can double the difficulty of treatment, so Feng Kunlun is willing to take a gamble.
Although he lost the bet, his reputation was ruined, and his family was ruined.
But if you win the bet, you will not only kick Ye Fan away and achieve his tragic reputation of dissuading Yang Hongxing, but you will also win a Jinzhilin.
Good deal.
Mr. Gong couldn't help but said: Ye Fan, treating two people in a row is much more difficult than treating one person.
After curing Yang Qianxue, we must also cure Feng Mimi, otherwise the success will be in vain.
Ye Fan smiled gently: Mr. Gong, don’t worry, I have a sense of proportion.
Just be measured.
Yang Hongxing waved his hand: It's settled, I and the 300 people present will testify.
The whole place was in a noisy and excited mood. Unexpectedly, this provincial competition would involve betting.
One stretched his neck, waiting for the battle to end.
Guo Shiyu kept praying in her heart: failure, failure, Ye Fan failed
She definitely didn't want to see Mark come forward.
Feng Kunlun led his people to retreat:
We stepped back three meters and gave Ye Fan the high platform to prevent him from making excuses that we interfered with his treatment.
He glanced at the stupid Feng Mimi, and his confidence grew a little more.