Only then did the policemen remember to look for Ning Fan.
But there was no one there, it was as if Ning Fan had already packed up the group of people and left the moment they came in.
In other words, Ning Fan took less than five minutes to deal with this group of people. This kind of performance may not even be achieved by the top military king of Daxia.
"Captain Ling, do you want me to find someone to look for you now?"
After Ling Fei thought about it, she said: "Forget it, let's solve the case at hand first."
"Oooh!"
In the hospital!
Ning Fan and Jiang Zhihui have arrived at the hospital.
"Why did you bring me here? I'm not sick?" Jiang Zhihui said unhappily.
"Shut up, tell you, I'll take you to see someone."
"Who are you meeting? Don't delay me from making money. Don't think I'm afraid of you just because you know how to fight. It's useless to tell you."
Ning Fan dragged him into the intensive care unit.
"Osmanthus?" Jiang Zhihui recognized Wu Ma lying on the bed.
He immediately walked over, frowned slightly at first, and said: "Where are you staying in if you are fine? Give me the money quickly. Hurry up?"
"Zhihui, do you still have any conscience? My whole body is sick now, how can I help you make money?" Wu's mother was heartbroken.
Jiang Zhihui immediately wanted to lift the quilt, but Ning Fan immediately held his wrist.
After looking back at Ning Fan, he chose not to speak, but said to Wu Ma: "Hurry up and tell me, I will make a good profit for you before I die, and you won't listen to my words even if you are a man?
"
Wu Ma could only shed tears, this man was really hopeless.
"Okay, you can get out. Mother Wu will have nothing to do with you from now on."
Ning Fan dragged Jiang Zhihui out and threw him in the corridor, and warned again: "I'm telling you, if you ask Mother Wu for money again, you will die in some smelly ditch, get out!"
"Humph!" Jiang Zhihui didn't dare to attack Ning Fan and walked away angrily.
In fact, Ning Fan came back with Jiang Zhihui not to make Wu Ma sad, but to let Wu Ma thoroughly understand that Jiang Zhihui's virtue was really not worth what she did.
The two of them did not have a marriage certificate, so there was no legal effect in the eyes of the law, and Wu's mother did not have to risk her life for Jiang Zhihui.
Ning Fan walked in and said: "Wu Ma, you saw it just now. This kind of person is really not worth it. There is no need to go to him again in the future. You are ineffective in the eyes of the law. There is no need for you to share Jiang Zhihui's affairs."
At this time, Wu Ma also knew about Ning Fan's good intentions, and she was completely disappointed in Jiang Zhihui.
After sighing: "Not anymore. I don't pity Jiang Zhihui at all, I just pity my son who doesn't have a good education."
"Wu Ma, it depends on whether he can realize his mistake, otherwise no matter how much money you give, it won't help. Let's see what happens in the future. If you can help me, I will naturally help," Ning Fan said.
Two days passed, and Wu’s mother’s condition improved a lot. What she was going to do now was to prepare for the treatment of Wu’s mother’s lung cancer.
On the third day, Ning Fan came to Jiang's house.
This time, Jiang Zhonghai personally picked up Ning Fan from school. It was hard not to think about it.
Jiang Zhonghai brought Ning Fan into his home very enthusiastically, and soon met Yang Susu. His face looked much better this time than last time.
However, because of Yang Shaotian's words, he was still a little unwelcome to Ning Fan, but he was just embarrassed to express it.
Ning Fan said: "Uncle, let's go up and see the old man first?"