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

Chapter 551 The Rusty Sword
Chapter 550 The Rusty Sword
"Uncle Ye, how are you?"

Seeing this, Wang Qingwu hurried forward to greet him: "Ye Fan, what's wrong with Uncle Ye?"

Ye Fan reached out and pulled out all the remaining silver needles: "The knot in my heart has been solved, and the rest is recuperation."

Hua Yanyu was taken aback: "Healed?"

Ye Zhendong didn't speak, and didn't even wipe the blood from the corner of his mouth. He just supported the wheelchair with both hands, and then stood up with trembling legs.

He stared at Ye Fan, and opened his hands forward:

"you you……"

Ye Fan was slightly taken aback.

He found that Ye Zhendong's eyes were extremely hot, full of excitement, doubt, and excitement, as if trying to melt him.

Wang Qingwu was ecstatic: "Uncle Ye, can you talk now? Can you stand up?"

"Oh my god, it's really standing up, it's amazing."

"It seems that the blood just now was really bleeding from the heart."

"This young man is not simple. He has not seen a cure for 20 years, and he can fix it in an hour."

"Hua Lao didn't flatter him deliberately, he is really powerful."

Seeing that Ye Zhendong stood up and was able to speak a few words, everyone in the room started discussing in amazement, expressing their approval to Ye Fan.

Hua Yanyu also opened her mouth wide, unable to believe that Ye Fan really cured Ye Zhendong.

It's just that the bloody facts quickly hit the face.

After the examination by the doctors present and the detection of the equipment, Ye Zhendong's body index tended to be good.

"Evan..."

Ye Zhendong tore off the equipment on his body, pushed the doctor away, and then staggered forward.

His gaze was fixed on Ye Fan.

Emotional.

Ye Fan's eyelids twitched, he didn't know what he meant, but when he saw that he was about to fall, he reached out to support him:
"Uncle Ye, be careful."

"Evan..."

Ye Zhendong hugged Ye Fan, and closed his eyes to feel the breath: "You...you are really him...it is him."

"Ye Fan, you really did not disappoint us, you are amazing."

When Ye Fan was at a loss, Hua Qingfeng came over and pulled Ye Zhendong away, and then smiled at Ye Fan:
"I'll help Xiaoye go to rest first, you prescribe some medicine for him, and then let Yanyu fry it."

"Xiaoye, your body has just improved, you need to recuperate well, and don't get too excited."

He firmly held Ye Zhendong's arm, and stopped his walking towards Ye Fan.

Ye Zhendong's eyelids twitched, and the fiery eyes looking at Ye Fan gradually calmed down, and then he sat back in the wheelchair and asked Hua Qingfeng to take him back to his room to rest.

Back in the drowsy bedroom, Ye Zhendong raised his head slightly, his eyes glowing again.

He stared at Hua Qingfeng who was pouring water for himself:

"Ye Fan... is really that child... I can feel that the aura on his body is the same as it was 20 years ago."

Ye Zhendong's voice was hoarse: "Why don't you let me take a good look at him?"

The mistakes made more than 20 years ago, now have the opportunity to make up for it, how can Ye Zhendong not be excited?
Then, he became cautious again, as if he was worried that he would admit his mistake: "Old Hua, is he really that child?"

"Ninety-nine percent!"

Hua Qingfeng handed warm water to Ye Zhendong:

"The plum blossom birthmark on his back is exactly the same as the one I saw when the young master was born."

"And Ye Fan also has a bone in the back of his head."

Hua Qingfeng's eyes shone brightly: "Coupled with the same age, Ye Fei has a high probability of being a young master."

"The plum blossom birthmark, born rebellious, and that aura, it's definitely him, it's definitely him!"

Ye Zhendong was even more excited: "Hua Lao, with these two characteristics, one feeling, it can be compared genetically, so that the young master can recognize his ancestors and return to his ancestors earlier."

"We have suffered for more than 20 years, and Mrs. Ye has also suffered for more than 20 years. It is time to reunite their family."

He struggled to get up from the wheelchair: "I want to ask Ye Fan to take a good look, and then let him compare with Madam's gene."

"Do you want him dead?"

Hua Qingfeng's tone was flat: "You can protect him now?"

Ye Zhendong froze slightly.

"More than 20 years can not only dilute pain, but also dilute longing and feelings."

Hua Qingfeng hit the nail on the head: "Except for Mrs. Ye and you few, how many people in Yetang do you think have feelings for Ye Fan?"

"Don't say that the Yetang people who have been here for 20 years are unfamiliar with Ye Fan, even the members of the Ye family are probably unfamiliar with this nephew."

"Ye Fan, who has been missing for many years, suddenly appeared, and he has no achievements and achievements. He will not be welcomed by everyone, and will only appear out of place."

Hua Qingfeng sighed: "The nephew of the Ye family will reject him. At least, Mrs. Ye won't like this rebellious grandson."

"Think about it, you, who used to be Ye Tang's second best expert, have become disabled for more than 20 years, how many people do you still have feelings for?"

He reminded: "Apart from Madam Ye who visits you every year, Mo Qianxiong is the only one coming this year, right?"

"A gap of 20 years... will indeed be rusty..."

Ye Zhendong coughed: "But feelings can be cultivated slowly. After all, he is of the blood of the Ye family, and sooner or later he will be accepted by the Ye family and Ye Tang."

Although he is just a killing machine, it doesn't mean that Ye Zhendong doesn't understand the world and the warmth and coldness of people. He has already tasted it, and he also understands what Hua Qingfeng means.

It's just that he still looks forward to Ye Fan's return in his heart.

"Of course feelings can be cultivated, but it may not give you time."

Hua Qingfeng walked to the window and looked into the distance: "Of course, the most important point is that where there are people, there are rivers and lakes."

"Now that Ye Tang is entering the transition between the old and the new, on the surface it is as calm as ever, but in fact it has already been dark and turbulent."

"Fortunately, Patriarch Ye is extremely intelligent and experienced in methods. He solved the problem with pressure and softness, allowing the internal power to transition slowly."

"Otherwise, Ye Tang might have been in turmoil long ago."

"When Ye Fan appears at this time, he will be like a bomb. Not only will it break Ye Tang's balance, but he will also be used by those with ulterior motives."

He saw very far and clearly: "When the time comes, internal and external troubles will cause Ye Tang to fight among himself, and Ye Fan will become a sinner."

After being analyzed by Hua Qingfeng, Ye Zhendong's excitement gradually cooled down, and his whole body returned to calmness like water.

After a long time, he said lightly: "Then when can I let Ye Fan go back?"

"One, Ye Fan is bright enough."

Hua Qingfeng turned around and looked at Ye Zhendong:
"When he goes back, it feels like he's not taking advantage of Ye Tang, but making Ye Tang more honorable. If he is proud of him, the time is ripe."

"This is also to let the old lady know that Ye Fan, who is born rebellious, is not a scourge, but a nobleman of the Ye family, otherwise he would not be able to enter the family."

"Second, you are capable enough to protect him. Once he recognizes his ancestors, countless people will want to kill him."

"You lost him 20 years ago, don't protect him 20 years later."

He patted his old friend on the shoulder:

"Your sword, which has been rusted for many years, should be sharpened..."

(End of this chapter)