Ye Fan comforted Yuan Qingyi and asked her to calm down and recuperate, and then walked out of the inpatient department.
As soon as he went out, he saw a business fleet approaching.
The car stopped, the door opened, and a long, white, beautiful leg stretched out from the car.
The red high heels landed on the ground in the most elegant manner.
Then, a troublesome face appeared in front of everyone.
Tall and slender, with black hair tied up in a bun, he is charming but possesses an aggressive attitude.
A gust of cold wind blew over, making the woman's black hair a little messy, and her charming temperament drifted away.
Countless passers-by were in a daze.
It was Song Hongyan.
She saw Ye Fan smile brightly on her cold face, opened her arms and gave him a hug.
"Didn't you fly here just this afternoon?"
Ye Fan didn't hesitate: "I'm still thinking of picking you up at the airport."
"You have been fighting fiercely for so many days and you have to treat Qing Yi's injuries. I'm worried that it's too hard for you."
Song Hongyan sniffed Ye Fan's breath: "So I came here half a day early."
"Don't worry, Xiang Guo has taken care of everything, and there won't be any major changes."
"I'm here, you can have a good rest for a few days."
Some days not long ago, when Song Hongyan saw Ye Fan for the first time, she actually felt like she was out of body.
She endured herself to calm down and touched Ye Fan's face with a look of pity: "Look at you, not only are you injured, you have also lost weight and your eyes are smaller."
"After I finish dealing with Huaxi's affairs, I will make sure to keep an eye on you and have a good meal and sleep."
She always cherishes this man very much.
"It's okay, I can still withstand this storm."
Ye Fan smiled, then got into the car with Song Hongyan, relaxed and leaned on the seat: "I feel a little sorry for having you come over to clean up your mess again."
He changed the topic: "How is the situation of the Arctic Chamber of Commerce?"
"Nangong Fu and Ouyang Wuji's family were destroyed. Tolasky was very angry and felt that you had cut off their financial path."
Song Hongyan took out a tablet with a smile, then opened it and put it in front of Ye Fan and said with a smile: "Xiong Ba and the eighteen-strong team were defeated by you, but you and Yuan Qingyi are safe, and Tolasky is even more angry."
"He thinks this is your declaration of war on the Arctic Chamber of Commerce."
"It's just that he's out of his mind. If he hadn't participated in setting up a trap to kill you, how could you have killed Xiong Ba's group of people?"
"Of course, what made Tolasky swear that he would kill you the most..." "It was the last eighty or so nephews of the Nangong and Ouyang families who were all killed by someone silently releasing poisonous gas."
"The poison gas is shark mustard gas."
"You probably forced the bald wolf to kill all the remaining members of the family."
"It's just that he also happened to use shark mustard gas, making the Arctic Chamber of Commerce mistakenly believe that you sent people to sneak into the Bear Country for revenge."
"In the past two days, not only has the entry and exit of Xiong Country been ten times stricter, the black and white teams are also trying to catch the 'killer' you sent."
"Tolasky is also protected by five times the number of troops."
"In short, the Arctic Chamber of Commerce hates you now, but is also worried about your revenge, so it will not attack you again for the time being."
"However, the Arctic Chamber of Commerce focuses on prevention, and I did not let them go."
"The treasurer of the Arctic Chamber of Commerce, Aisaliva, who is also Tolarsky's lover, will go to the Swiss Bank to settle some accounts in a week."
Song Hongyan said lightly: "I'm going to detain this woman..." "Okay, you make arrangements."
Ye Fan didn't pay much attention and let Song Hongyan operate. Then he remembered something: "Tell me, why does the Arctic Chamber of Commerce want me to die like this?"
"Isn't the grudge between me and the Arctic Chamber of Commerce the result of smashing half of Xiong Ba's face during the Xiang Kingdom?"
"With my prestige and skills on display, and the Ninth Prince working around me, the Arctic Chamber of Commerce will get into their head and blow me up in the middle of the game?"
Ye Fan could see through that the trap on the hill should be destroyed earlier than the Bald Wolf group.
This shows that the Arctic Chamber of Commerce is not taking revenge on Bald Wolf and others, but has been thinking about his death for a long time.
Their hatred should not be that big, and there was the Ninth Prince as a buffer, which made Ye Fan very confused.
"In addition to hatred and grudges, I may want you to die for money or favors."
Song Hongyan smiled: "Whether or not to take action depends only on whether the benefits are tempting enough and whether the favor is large enough."
"Although the two tycoons' net worth is scary enough, the Arctic Chamber of Commerce is not short of money. They can attack me, but they shouldn't fight like this."
Ye Fan thought thoughtfully: "Is it because Tolasky owes a favor and wants to repay it?
Or is there the temptation of greater benefits?”
"Not sure yet."
"But don't worry, I will investigate it as soon as possible."
Song Hongyan grabbed Ye Fan's hand and smiled: "You go back and rest first, I'll go see Murong Wuxin."
"Although I have never met him, never interacted with him, and even had grudges with Tang Pingfan, he is still my uncle and grandfather after all."
"I'm here in West China. I'm so close. It would be impolite not to say hello."
There was a gleam in her eyes.
Ye Fan sighed when he heard this: "You really need to have a good meeting."
There is still a word left. If we don't meet him properly, I'm afraid we won't have a chance to see him again.
Song Hongyan remembered something: "How is Murong Wuxin doing now?"
"Running back from the gate of hell."
Ye Fan was obviously also concerned about Murong Wuxin's situation. He smiled softly and told the woman about the situation: "With the careful care of Xiong Jiudao and his group, and my help at the time, he is out of danger."
"Although I can't move my body, my spirit and consciousness have recovered, and I can occasionally speak a few words."
"In three months at most, he can recover 80%, and after half a year, he will be fine again."
His smile became playful: "I am still immature as a childlike miracle doctor. I can't help but help a patient when I see him..." "There are still benefits."
Song Hongyan smiled sweetly: "At least Murong Yanran is grateful to you."
Ye Fan narrowed his eyes, thinking of that capable woman, smiled and said no more, but there was a pity in his eyes.
Fifteen minutes later, Ye Fan went straight back to Wumeng, and Song Hongyan stopped at the hospital where Murong Wuxin was.
When getting out of the car door, Song Hongyan took out a ring from her handbag and put it on her finger calmly.
The ring turned, revealing a needle point.
She turned again and the needle tip disappeared.
Afterwards, she took Granny Zang and others into the hospital.
Soon, Song Hongyan appeared in the observation room.
In the observation room, in addition to Murong's nephew, there were also disciples of the Wumeng League and several experts watching the situation.
Song Hongyan showed off Ye Fan's sign, and then showed her and Murong Wuxin's concern, and she successfully entered the ward inside.
The lights in the room are soft and various instruments are flashing.
Murong Wuxin was lying quietly on the hospital bed, with his eyes slightly closed and his expression peaceful, apparently having survived the most difficult time.
There is also a bottle of anti-inflammatory diaphragm hanging next to him.
The needle water fell drop by drop and slowly entered Murong Wuxin's body, making his condition gradually improve.
"Uncle, my name is Song Hongyan, Tang Pingfan's illegitimate daughter, and also Mark's woman."
Song Hongyan closed the door with her backhand, raised her head and glanced at the silent monitor above her head, and then smiled softly at Murong Wuxin.
"I came to Huaxi to take care of Ye Fan's affairs."
"I stopped by to see you, old man."
Song Hongyan pulled up a chair and sat next to the hospital bed. She also reached out to hold Murong Wuxin's hand where the intravenous injection was being administered: "Actually, I don't want to come."
"After all, you have too many grievances with Tang Men and Murong."
"When I come to visit my uncle who is still alive, it is easy for Gusu Murong to make a big fuss."
"Murong has always disliked my illegitimate daughter, and has always regarded the three tycoons' family property as theirs."
"When I come to West China and interact with you, they will jump in anger, thinking that I am picking the fruit of Gusu Murong."
"Tang Pingfan also advised me that it is best not to have contact with you until you die."
She didn't care whether Murong Wuxin was asleep or not, she said what was in her heart: "But I still came to see you."
"Because I really want to pick off the Huaxi fruit before they do."
"How could I let the victory that my man fought so hard for with his life be taken away or divided by others in vain?"
Song Hongyan did not hide her purpose, and gently turned the ring she was wearing: "Of course, there is another reason why I came to see you."
"My great-uncle, who directed and acted in the film whose life was hanging by a thread, are you a talented and courageous person?"
Song Hongyan smiled, straightened her body, and while blocking the camera, the ring silently penetrated the syringe hose.
Murong Wuxin's tightly closed eyes shone slightly with a gleam of light... she woke up.
