When Hengcheng was turbulent, Ye Fan appeared at Longdu Airport.
He got through the link with his eldest grandson Siyu and got a visit pass for family member Tang Fenghua.
With this pass, Ye Fan immediately flew back to Longdu.
In order to hide his whereabouts, Ye Fan not only did not contact his parents, but also left his mobile phone in the sea view villa.
He only brought a Huawei mobile phone that he used to communicate with Song Hongyan.
An hour later, Ye Fan appeared at the nursing home under Jinyi Pavilion.
Although the prisoners here are all sick and dying people, it is still a three-story checkpoint with high walls and electric grid.
As soon as Ye Fan's car appeared, it was stopped by several Jinyi Pavilion guards.
Ye Fan didn't talk too much. After taking out his visit pass and checking it, he was led in.
After a series of operations, Ye Fan stood alone in the courtyard where Tang Sanguo was holding an umbrella.
"boom!"
Almost as soon as Ye Fan appeared, a bolt of lightning flashed across the sky,
Amid the thunder, Ye Fan's vision became clearer.
There are many cameras in the yard, and there is a stone table and three stone benches.
There are not only dry grape trellises set up next to it, but also a tall and lush loquat tree.
The patter of rainwater pours from the sky, dripping from the loquat trees and grape trellises, converging into water flow and falling into the rainwater well.
The coldness gives people an indescribable feeling of loneliness.
"laugh--"
Just when Ye Fan lamented that Tang Sanguo lived here, the sound of a match being struck came from the main room behind the yard.
This movement not only lit up the main room with a flame, but also broke the loneliness and depression between Ye Fan and Yutian.
Immediately afterwards, a familiar voice sounded kindly: "Ye Fan, are you here to see me?"
Ye Fan subconsciously focused his gaze and looked over.
The door curtain of the room was slowly closed, revealing the situation inside the main room.
Tang Sanguo was sitting on a chair, playing with a small red stove.
Inside the stove, the flame was strong and red, dispelling the chill.
On the stove, a pot of hot Yong Tau Foo is boiling.
Next to it are a pot of Huadiao wine and a plate of lettuce leaves.
The house is very warm and peaceful.
It's just that Tang Sanguo has become a lot thinner than the last time we met.
Like bamboo poles.
And that familiar face is older than before.
The wrinkles are so deep that they give people a feeling of death.
Ye Fan retracted his gaze and smiled faintly: "Yes, I returned to Longdu and stopped by to see you."
While speaking, Ye Fan directly swiped his visit pass to open the prison railing, then pushed open the low courtyard door and walked in.
A scent of Chinese medicine permeates the air.
Tang Sanguo didn't seem to expect that Ye Fan would come in. His movements lagged slightly and he smiled bitterly:
"I'm determined."
"I'm sorry that your mother is sorry for you. I thought you would never visit me again in this life."
"Now it seems that my layout is still too small after all."
"It's just that you shouldn't walk in. I'm suffering from all kinds of diseases and infectious diseases, so I can easily hurt you."
He looked at Ye Fan who was walking over slowly: "You'd better stop."
"It seems that your old condition is indeed not serious."
Ye Fan kept a gentle smile and walked through the rain step by step:
"How else could you forget my identity and my medical skills?"
"I am a genius doctor with unparalleled medical skills. I brought you back from hell. What does a mere infectious disease mean?"
"And I also want to know about your situation so that eldest sister and Qiqi can have a good understanding of your condition."
"You know, even though you are a victim of crime, they are always thinking about your health."
Ye Fan smelled the aroma of tofu and wine, laughing and chatting like old friends.
Tang Sanguo was slightly startled: "Have you forgiven me? Forgive me for what I did in the past?"
"No!"
Ye Fan shook his head without hesitation and responded noncommittally:
"Although I understand your eagerness to make a comeback after losing everything, I still will not forgive you for hurting my mother and me."
"Your hired murder not only separated our mother and son, but also tortured my mother for more than 20 years."
"In the past twenty years, not only has she spent her days neglecting her career, but her spirit has been severely damaged."
"How can I forgive you for being unfilial and unfaithful?"
"I don't want to add insult to injury to you, it's for the sake of Wangfan and Qiqi."
"Otherwise, grass would have grown on your grave by now."
Ye Fan was very honest about his attitude towards Tang Sanguo, and then continued to close the distance between the two parties.
It seems that the wind is calm, but Ye Fan's left hand is ready to go.
After hearing what Ye Fan said, Tang Sanguo smiled helplessly:
"I thought you had forgiven me and I could die in peace."
"But I also understand your hatred for me. If I hadn't hired Chenlong and the others to attack, you wouldn't have suffered these twenty years."
"Later, by chance, you married into the Tang family, and I wasn't very nice to you either."
"You resent me today. It's my own fault and the punishment I deserve."
"It is a great blessing for me that you come to see me today, and it is also your great tolerance. I am satisfied."
Then, Tang Sanguo changed the subject: "By the way, are Ruoxue and the other three sisters okay?"
"very good!"
Ye Fan slowly approached the main room and his voice came out clearly:
"The eldest sister is now in charge of Hengcheng Jin Zhilin alone."
"Both the employees and the patients are very impressed by my management skills."
"Qiqi is also a big Internet celebrity with over 100 million fans, and her worth is almost as high as ten listed companies."
"Double Eleven was broadcast a few days ago, and sales exceeded 20 billion."
"Tang Ruoxue is a bit of a headache. She keeps running around all day long and encounters dangers every three days."
"But although she makes people worry, her status has also changed drastically."
"She is now the chairman of Dihao Yiyantang and the person in charge of the Tang Sect's twelve branches. She is a hundred times better than Zhong Hai."
While Ye Fan informed the three sisters of the Tang family about the situation, he looked at Tang Sanguo who was facing him sideways.
Although his body has lost a lot of weight, his outline is clear at a glance, and his local accent has not changed.
His demeanor is exactly the same as Zhong Hai Shi.
There are just a lot more wrinkles.
"Okay, okay, as long as you are promising."
Tang Sanguo nodded slightly when he heard this, with a hint of relief on his vicissitudes of life face:
"I am happy from the bottom of my heart that they are in this situation."
"Ye Fan, thank you for your clear grudges against the Tang family. No, you repay grudges with kindness."
"I know in my heart that if you hadn't taken care of the three sisters, they would not have achieved what they have achieved now."
"Even if you and your mother don't take revenge for what I did, the Tang family will be despised and suppressed because of it."
"Without your protection, the three sisters would have been able to save their lives, not to mention their current situation."
"You hate me, but you protect the innocent, and you deserve the title of miracle doctor."
Tang Sanguo was able to see through everything at a glance, and he expressed his gratitude to Ye Fan.
Ye Fan said calmly: "They were born by evil people, but they have not done anything evil, so they are naturally worthy of my protection."
Tang Sanguo took a deep breath: "I understand, no matter what, thank you."
"I hope you really understand."
Ye Fan stared at the wrinkled Tang Sanguo and said, "I hope you will feel repentant and guilty."
"Otherwise you will not only harm yourself, but also the three Ruoxue sisters."
"When a butterfly flaps its wings, a hurricane may appear a thousand kilometers away."
"Similarly, a little bit of unwillingness or a small move on your part could get you and the three Ruoxue sisters involved."
Ye Fan patted the water drops on his body: "If you have committed a crime, you should abide by the law and not be unwilling."
"I'm already a prisoner, so what's the point of not being willing?"
Tang Sanguo looked at Ye Fan with gentle eyes: "Do you think I can still stir up trouble with my old bones?"
Ye Fan asked back: "What do you think?"
Tang Sanguo greeted Ye Fan's gaze calmly and laughed:
"I said, you are just overthinking it. With my age and my body, I have no other choice but to wait for death."
"Let's not talk about this for now. It's windy and rainy outside. Would you like to come in and have a glass of wine and a piece of hot tofu?"
"Eating hot tofu on such a wet and rainy day is definitely a beautiful thing in the world."
As he spoke, he gently turned the stove, making the flames more intense and the aroma of the tofu more intense.
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "You have food, drink, and a small red clay stove. You are living a good life."
There were not many waves on Tang Sanguo's face, he just blew the red charcoal fire gently:
"There is nothing I can do. The guards and nurses in the nursing home are afraid of my infectious disease."
“Not long ago, several people who delivered meals and cleaned for me died one after another due to infection and serious physical illnesses.”
"It can be said that almost all people who serve me for more than a week will be infected and die miserably."
"Not only does this mean that no one comes close to me, they don't even want to give me food every day."
"I have harmed so many people. I can no longer harm others, so I asked them to give me a refrigerator and kitchen utensils, and then deliver ingredients once a week."
"I take care of myself."
"Jinyi Pavilion also knows that I am about to die, so it will meet my requirements."
Tang Sanguo raised his glass: "And this will save a few people from dying."
Ye Fan stared at Tang Sanguo's wrinkles with interest and asked: "Are you worried about killing them, not me?"
"Of course I'm worried."
Tang Sanguo also smiled: "But you just said that you are a miracle doctor, what do you think of a mere infectious disease?"
"Come on, it's a rare gathering. Come in and have some food and drink."
"And this gathering may be the last time we meet."
Tang Sanguo got up and went to get an extra cup, preparing to have a drink with Ye Fan.
"good!"
Ye Fan laughed loudly and then stepped in.
Just when he stepped over the threshold, his calf went weak, he lost his center of gravity, and he threw himself. Ye Fan crashed into the red clay stove...
