The daughter-in-law's son-in-law

Chapter 233 Parents Called?

Chapter 230 Four Parents Called?

"Whoosh-"

However, Ye Fan had already taken advantage of the moment when the wooden stick blocked him and jumped back three meters, avoiding the silent but extremely sharp blow.

But before he could breathe a sigh of relief, the white glow rose again, licking towards his heart like a tongue of fire.

Too fast, really too fast, almost to the point where Ye Fan broke out in cold sweat.

This is the first time since he practiced martial arts, he felt the speed that he was about to be unable to cope with.

Ye Fan tried his best to deal with this thorn, but it still made him feel a great sense of danger.

He could only use half of the wooden stick to block it again, and at the same time, he shot out in a vertical motion.

"Crack-"

The stick broke again.

Ye Fan also avoided the thorn, but he felt a coldness in his throat, which made his eyelids twitch.

He knew it was the chill left by the sharp weapon.

"thump--"

Ye Fan was about to fight back, but he heard a muffled sound, and the black figure on the opposite side fell straight to the ground, and even the white glow disappeared.

The room returned to calm, as if nothing had happened.

However, the blood in the air is still pervasive and lingers for a long time.

Ye Fan looked alert, and after waiting for 3 minutes, he turned on the light with a shocked expression...

I saw a gray-clothed boy lying on the ground, curled up, covered in blood, in a deep coma.

There were at least twenty wounds on his body.

Judging by his dark complexion, he was undoubtedly poisoned.

The gray-clothed boy was younger than Ye Fan. He looked not handsome, but he was very handsome, with a hint of stubbornness and stubbornness.

He tightly grasped the half dagger in his hand.

Ye Fan showed a bit of shock, the gray-clothed boy was seriously injured, but he was still able to smash the wooden stick with half of the dagger, almost hurting himself.

If the state is at the peak, if the hand is replaced with a sword, how powerful will this kid be?

Ye Fan dare not imagine.

It seems that there are really martial arts geniuses in this world.

"Little brother, little brother, wake up!"

Ye Fan stepped forward to help the boy in gray and called out to him: "Wake up."

The gray-clothed boy remained motionless, but a lot of blood flowed from his mouth and nose.

Unable to wake up the boy in gray to understand the situation, Ye Fan could only take out his mobile phone to call an ambulance, but he stopped moving soon.

He didn't know who the boy in gray was, nor did he know what happened to him, but Ye Fan could tell that he was on the verge of life and death.

The edge of life and death not only refers to his injury, but also his situation.

With so many wounds and gunshot wounds, it can be seen that the gray-clothed boy was hunted down. He can live for a few more days by hiding here. Once he goes to the hospital, he is afraid that he will die.

Seeing his young age and his youthful face, Ye Fan couldn't bear to let him take risks.

"It seems that we can only gamble."

Ye Fan put the boy in gray on the small bed in the inner room: "I hope he is a good person."

Afterwards, Ye Fan treated the wound on his body, and then took out the silver needle for treatment...

Half an hour later, Ye Fan let out a muffled snort, and collapsed on the chair with a pale face.

He spent a lot of energy on the treatment this time, but seeing the improvement of the gray-clothed boy's condition, he felt that it was all worth it.

After Ye Fan rested for a while, he bought a lot of daily necessities, boiled a large pot of traditional Chinese medicine, and poured a bowl into the young man's mouth.

"Um--"

After finishing a bowl of traditional Chinese medicine, the boy in gray coughed and opened his eyes with difficulty. He glanced at Ye Fan, subconsciously revealing a coldness.

He still wants to struggle.

The right hand also instinctively grabs the dagger.

"Don't move, I just treated your injury, cleaned up the toxin, and bandaged the wound. If you move, it may be completely destroyed."

Ye Fan hurriedly reached out and pressed his shoulder:

"I'm not a bad person, and I don't know you, but it's fate to meet you, and I won't harm you."

"No one will come to this medical clinic for three days. You should rest well and get something to eat yourself when you are thirsty."

"I put a lot of food and clean water next to your bed, and a large pot of Chinese medicine that I just brewed today."

"Drinking Chinese medicine three times a day is enough for you to drink for three days."

"I feel better and feel that there is no danger. I quietly left through the back door."

Ye Fan finished speaking with cannonballs, and then left the backyard without even asking his name.

He saved people purely out of good intentions, and he didn't want to have too much involvement with the gray-clothed boy, after all, he was being hunted down.

Ye Fan didn't want to provoke such grievances at all.

Seeing Ye Fan leave, the gray-clothed boy was taken aback for a moment, and then looked at his injury, his cold face became softer.

After a long time, he murmured two words:

"thanks……"

After Ye Fan walked out of Jinzhilin, he closed the store door carefully, and reopened the door monitoring, so that he could monitor the whole Jinzhilin.

He walked around the streets outside, and after dispelling the disinfectant alcohol and bloody smell from his body, he walked back to Xuanhu Residence with his hands behind his back.

"Mom, why are you free to cook..."

As soon as Ye Fan walked into the living area, he found his mother busy in the kitchen: "Aren't you taking care of dad?"

"Your father is in a stable condition and doesn't need to be taken care of."

Shen Biqin smiled while cooking:
"I can't help you in this medical center, so I'll take the time to cook a meal for everyone."

There are quite a few people living in the medical center, besides Sun Shenghan and Gongsun Yuan, there are also Huang Tianjiao, Ye Wujiu, Liu Fugui, Ye Fan and Shen Biqin.

Occasionally, Gongsun Qian also comes back to stay for a few days, so eating is also a big project.

"There are so many people, what to eat, just order takeaway."

Ye Fan complained: "You are not in good health, so you won't be exhausted."

"Don't worry, I'm fine."

"It's good that you come back, wash your hands and eat quickly."

Shen Biqin yelled in the kitchen: "If we don't serve dinner, my daughter-in-law will starve to death."

Daughter-in-law?
Ye Fan was slightly taken aback when he heard the words.

"Mom, just call me Hongyan."

A tall and slender figure came out from the dining room, holding a plate of scrambled eggs in her hand: "You don't have to treat me too extravagantly."

"By the way, Dad's medicine has cooled down. Do you want me to drink it for him first?"

The woman was wearing a black suspender dress with a black shawl outside. Her upper body was white and tender, and her legs were slender, very delicate and charming.

Shen Biqin replied: "No, no, I'll give your dad a drink after dinner..."

Damn, did my parents call me?

Ye Fan was dumbfounded, then he shuddered, grabbed Song Hongyan and whispered:

"Sister Yan, what are you doing?"

Thinking of Tang Ruoxue in Peach Blossom No. [-], Ye Fan suddenly had a headache.

"I'm here to visit Dad, and chat with Mom by the way."

Song Hongyan squeezed a piece of egg and threw it into her mouth: "By the way, let's try Mom's cooking."

"I have to say, top-notch, better than a chef."

She turned her head and yelled sweetly to the kitchen: "Mom, can I come back to eat often in the future?"

"Of course, you'd better come back every day."

Shen Biqin was very satisfied with Song Hongyan: "With you here, this house will look good."

Ye Fan looked at Song Hongyan and said angrily, "Who made you call your parents?"

Song Hongyan yelled to the kitchen: "Mom, Ye Fan asked me to call you Aunt Shen..."

"Aunt Shen..."

Shen Biqin grabbed the rolling pin and rushed out...

(End of this chapter)