"Sister Xiaowu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? If you feel uncomfortable, just tell me and I'll see if I can help you." Wang Fan couldn't help but asked with distress.
"You, your, your hands." Ye Xiaowu looked at Wang Fan with a red face, looking a little embarrassed and angry.
"What's wrong with my hand? It feels good." Wang Fan squeezed it subconsciously, and then he made a sound and then came back to his senses, "I'm sorry, I forgot about that for a moment."
"Brother Fan, you are so annoying." Ye Xiaowu said shyly, her face so red that it almost dripped water.
She wanted to be angry, but in the end she found that she couldn't get angry. Even after Brother Fan took his hand away, she was still a little bit disappointed.
Ye Xiaowu, Ye Xiaowu, what's wrong with you? Are you feeling springy too? Why are you still feeling lost? Bah, bah.
"Xiao Wu, a child who lies is not a good child. I think you feel quite comfortable. Do you want to come a few more times?" Wang Fan smiled with evil intentions.
"I don't want to. Oh, Brother Fan, you are so bad. If you keep doing this, people will ignore you." Ye Xiaowu stomped her feet in shame.
"Xiao Wu, look at Brother Fan, I saved you. Now is it time to repay Brother Fan? The most important thing as a human being is to learn to be grateful and learn to repay kindness."
Wang Fan began to teach with sincerity and sincerity,
"Don't they all say in the books that a hero must give his life to save a beauty? Brother Fan doesn't ask too much, just follow the normal plot. You see, whether we go to a hotel or a hotel next."
"Brother Fan, uh..." Ye Xiaowu covered her face and didn't dare to see anyone, Brother Fan was really bad.
But she was still a little happy in her heart. After all, Brother Fan was quite interested in her, and she wasn't that unattractive.
Ye Xiaowu, who was full of shyness, did not realize that after experiencing such a thing, she had some shadows in her heart. After Wang Fan interfered with her, the shadows disappeared. All she had left was shyness.
Wang Fan also knew that enough was enough and did not continue.
Teasing Ye Xiaowu. He knew that it was almost done. If he continued, Ye Xiaowu would probably hit the wall in shame.
This is such a shy girl. If it were Huang Tingting, she might take the initiative to eat him up.
Wang Fan took Ye Xiaowu to have a meal, and then the two returned to the company.
Wang Fan had just returned to the driver's cab and sat down. He didn't even have time to drink tea when Song Rumei called.
"Wang Fan is not well. My grandfather was assassinated. Hurry up and drive me to Jin'en Hospital." Song Rumei's voice was very urgent.
Wang Fan did not dare to neglect and hurriedly rushed to the underground garage.
Speaking of which, he had never met Grandpa Song Rumei, and he had only heard Song Rumei mention it once.
Mr. Song is the best person in this family to her, but now he is in poor health and has been staying in Jin'en Hospital.
Wang Fan was a little confused as to why Mr. Song was assassinated. Could it be related to the 10 million US dollars?
The two soon met in the underground garage. Song Rumei looked haggard and anxious. She obviously really cared about her grandfather.
Wang Fan didn't ask any more questions, and quickly drove Song Rumei to Jin'en Hospital.
Jin En Hospital.
The entrance has been cordoned off by the police, and anyone coming out of the hospital will be subject to strict scrutiny.
Mr. Song is a well-known entrepreneur in Jinzhou City, and his fortune history can be called a legend.
Starting from scratch, it took only five years to turn the small Yindi Group into a benchmark enterprise in Jinzhou City. This is definitely not something ordinary people can do.
Now that Mr. Song has been killed and his life and death are unknown, how can they not pay great attention to him?
Many people have already arrived on the third floor of Jin En Hospital. Those closest to the operating room are Song Rumei's father Song Guo, stepmother Wang Suzhen, as well as Zhang Kaihe and Yi Qianyindi Group directors.
Wang Fan and Song Rumei quickly arrived on the third floor. Before Song Rumei arrived, a voice came out, "Dad, how is my grandfather?"
Song Guo pointed to the operating room and shook his head, "We are undergoing rescue operations now, so we don't know yet."
Almost as soon as his voice fell, the door of the operating room opened, and a doctor came out with several nurses.
"Doctor, how is my grandpa?" Song Rumei rushed to greet him and asked anxiously.
"I'm sorry, we have tried our best, please forgive me." The doctor sighed and said.
Song Rumei felt her head buzzing and her whole body fell down. Fortunately, Wang Fan supported her in time.
"No, no, grandpa can't die, grandpa can't die! Wang Fan, don't you know medical skills? I beg you, please save my grandpa."
Song Rumei couldn't help but shed tears, and her hoarse voice was heartbreaking to hear.
Wang Fan didn't waste any time and took Song Rumei into the operating room.
Wang Suzhen of Song Dynasty, Kaihe and others did not stop him, but followed behind.
Wang Fan just took one look and knew that there was nothing he could do to save himself.
Mr. Song's wound was on his chest and affected his heart. If he had just been assassinated, he might have been able to save himself, but now, it is impossible.
Wang Fan is a human being, not a god. No matter how superb his medical skills are, he cannot revive a dead person.
"I'm sorry." Wang Fan could only look at Song Rumei guiltily.
"What did you say? You can't save my grandfather?" Song Rumei felt like the sky was about to fall, and then she hit Wang Fan with all her teeth and claws.
"Aren't you quite capable? Aren't you quite powerful? How come you can't even save my grandfather? You're just a bastard, an idiot."
Song Rumei beat Wang Fan hard for a while, and then rushed towards Mr. Song, "Grandpa, you can't die, I don't want you to die..."
Her tearing voice was so stimulating that Wang Fan felt faintly heartache.
He sighed decadently and slowly exited the ward.
This place does not belong to him, it only belongs to Mr. Song’s relatives.
Wang Fan quickly arrived at the entrance of the hospital and found the criminal police officer in charge of the matter.
But what surprised him was that the person responsible for this matter was Qin Xue.
"You, you are a criminal policeman?" Wang Fan was shocked.
"Why, it doesn't look like it?" Qin Xue looked very unhappy after hearing Wang Fan's words.
"No, no." Wang Fan quickly shook his head and got to the point, "Do you have any clues? Are you targeting the killer?"
"No." Qin Xue sighed, "There are no clues left either at the scene or elsewhere. I think he is probably a habitual criminal or a professional killer."
"Actually, I have a suggestion, I don't know if I should mention it or not." Wang Fan hesitated for a moment, then said, "You can investigate Kaikaihe and see if he has behaved unusually recently or has been in contact with any strange people?"
What Wang Fan said was not just a random guess.
Because he clearly captured that when the doctor said the words 'powerless', Kaikaihe breathed a sigh of relief, and even showed a hint of joy in his eyes.
"Do you doubt Kaikaihe?" Qin Xue was stunned for a moment, then quickly recovered, "Thank you for reminding me, I will consider it."
"Well, you go about your business first. I'll treat you to dinner another day." After Wang Fan finished speaking, he was about to leave, but his expression suddenly changed and he looked at the entrance of the hospital.
