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

Chapter 62 One hundred million
Chapter 62 One Billion
The turmoil at Wuhu Restaurant finally ended with Shen Yunfeng kneeling and apologizing, and Xu Xin never dared to provoke Liu Fugui again.

Ye Fan didn't suppress them too much, all he wanted was to suppress their arrogance, and making women regret it was what Liu Fugui should do in the future.

After eating, Ye Fan asked Liu Fugui to take him back home, and made an appointment to see the doctor at nine o'clock the next morning.

Back at Tang's villa, Ye Fan was slightly surprised to find that Tang Ruoxue hadn't come back yet.

In the past, whether it was overtime or entertainment, Tang Ruoxue would return home before eleven o'clock, but today it took more than half an hour.

Ye Fan was about to pick up the phone and call, but he heard the sound of high heels behind him.

He turned his head and saw that it was Tang Ruoxue.

She is still in the suit in the workplace, but her face is slightly rosy and smells of alcohol.

And her sleeves were wrinkled, as if they had been pulled by someone.

When Tang Ruoxue saw Ye Fan, she asked with a smile, "How did you get together with Liu Fugui?"

"not bad."

Ye Fan stepped forward to support her: "Why are you coming back now? Didn't you work overtime? Why are you socializing?"

Tang Ruoxue nodded: "Well, the financial difficulties were solved, and the productivity was full, so I met a few more clients and drank a few more glasses of wine by the way."

Ye Fan asked: "Is Zhao Dongyang also present?"

On the supporting arm, Ye Fan smelled a different perfume, recalling it in his mind, it was exactly the same as when Zhao Dongyang was courting in the restaurant.

Tang Ruoxue was slightly startled: "How do you know?"

"You smell of his perfume."

Ye Fan panicked: "Don't you hate him? Why are you drinking together again tonight?"

"He introduced several clients to me and said he was going to make amends for me."

Tang Ruoxue explained softly: "I don't want the relationship to be too rigid, and the company also needs customers, so I went to this dinner."

"I have nothing to do with him."

She herself didn't know why she added this sentence.

Ye Fan looked at the woman who charmed all living beings: "There is no smell of his perfume on me? This is only left after close contact."

"Are you endless?"

Tang Ruoxue suddenly became impatient: "I say nothing is nothing, do you believe it or not, are you tired of being suspicious?"

"I'm not obliged to explain to you."

Originally, working hard outside was exhausting enough, but when she came back, she had to face Ye Fan to get to the bottom of it, Tang Ruoxue suddenly lost her temper.

Seeing that there was going to be a quarrel, Ye Fan suppressed his unhappiness: "Can I see him in the future?"

"I don't see him, you give me a client?"

Tang Ruoxue pushed Ye Fan away: "Besides, when will it be your turn to ask about my affairs?"

"I haven't even said that you have a close relationship with Song Hongyan, but you have become suspicious of me and Zhao Dongyang, and you are full?"

After she finished speaking, she kicked off her high heels, entered the room with a bored expression, and slammed the door shut.

Ye Fan looked so sad that he even forgot to deal with the wound on his back...

The next morning, Ye Fan made breakfast, woke up Tang Ruoxue, and wanted to have a good chat, but Tang Ruoxue left with a cold face.

What made Ye Fan even more depressed was that it was not Chen Xiaoyue who came to pick up Tang Ruoxue, but Zhao Dongyang's Mercedes.

Ye Fan took out his phone and wanted to ask a few questions, but when he looked at the phone, he suddenly felt bored...

You can't be overwhelmed, you can't be overwhelmed, it's better to make yourself stronger than to defend your relationship with a dead skin...

At nine o'clock, Liu Fugui's car drove up, Ye Fan got in, and then let him go straight to Jinzhilin Medical Center.

Half an hour later, Ye Fan appeared at the gate of Jinzhilin, before he had time to scan the surroundings, a Cadillac also stopped.

Song Hongyan smiled calmly and got out of the car door.

White shirt, jeans, ponytail, charming but refreshing
Ye Fan walked over with a smile: "You should have a lot of things to deal with, why did you come here?"

"The matter was settled last night. Not only did Xiong's stronghold be wiped out, Xiong Zhi was seriously injured and ran away, but he also cleaned up the moths in one go."

Song Hongyan smiled: "I dare not say for a long time, there is still peace in three to five months, so I have a lot of time to come here to join in the fun."

Ye Fan smiled: "It's good that things are settled."

He didn't ask too many questions about these rivers and lakes, so as not to get trapped and unable to get out.

"Of course, the most important thing is that no matter how big it is, it's not as important as yours."

Song Hongyan approached Ye Fan, and naturally took his arm: "Compared with the bad things about Wuhu Group, I want to see you open the medical clinic."

"I will be the first patient then."

Ye Fan was taken aback: "Are you sick?" Then he shook his head: "No, you are very healthy."

Song Hongyan blinked her eyes: "I have heart disease, lovesickness..."

Ye Fan's scalp was numb.

"Okay, just kidding, don't talk about it, let's go in."

Song Hongyan smiled coquettishly, and walked in with Ye Fan on her arm.

Sitting in the car, Liu Fugui looked confused, wondering if he should give Tang Ruoxue a small report?

The hospital is very large, covering an area of ​​[-] square meters, with the lobby and pharmacy in the front, the yard and six wards in the middle, and four rooms in the back.

It's just that the medical hall is very dilapidated, not only the walls are mottled and cracked, but also the ground is potholed, and there are spider webs in several corners.

If it is used to shoot ghost movies in the middle of the night, there is almost no need for a set.

Moreover, the hospital was deserted, except for a dozen old and weak patients, there were not many people waiting and walking around, and the pharmacy was also closed due to lack of staff.

When they saw Ye Fan and Song Hongyan coming in, they all looked at it curiously, as if there hadn't been any young people here for a long time.

Song Hongyan took a glance: "Where's Dr. Gongsun?"

An aunt in red who was drinking water from a thermos cup enthusiastically shouted:

"Doctor Gongsun pushes his granddaughter to bask in the sun, she will come out later, please sit down for a while."

She also poured a cup of hot water for Ye Fan and Song Hongyan, and then drank from her thermos.

Ye Fan touched the back of her hand and quickly learned about her condition.

"Thank you."

Song Hongyan thanked her with a smile, and then said to Ye Fan:
"Jinzhilin has been in operation for a century, and has four generations. It used to be the most popular Chinese medicine center in Zhonghai."

"There are so many people, but that's all. When I was sick when I was young, I didn't go to a big hospital, but Jinzhilin."

"But in the past 20 years, clinics and hospitals have become popular. Gongsun Yuan only studied medicine halfway through, and his son died in a car accident. He is negative in his work."

"Jin Zhilin started to decline."

"A lot of patients have been lost. Now the people who come here to see a doctor are all old neighbors nearby. One is the short distance and the other is cheap."

"Three months ago, Gongsun Yuan's only granddaughter, Gongsun Qian, suddenly couldn't stand up on both legs. After a checkup, she was found to have spinal muscular atrophy."

"This is a fatal neuromuscular disease. If it is not treated effectively, Gongsun Qian will live for half a year at most."

"I can't heal, and the hospital can't do anything. Gongsun Yuan is completely disheartened."

"He is going to sell this ancestral medical clinic, and then use the money to take his granddaughter abroad to buy medicine."

"Buy that medicine worth 400 million yuan."

While waiting, Song Hongyan told Ye Fan about the current situation of the clinic:
"The location and the environment here are first-class, so it is a good choice to bring it over."

Ye Fan glanced around and nodded slightly: "It's really good, you can consider taking it down, how much is he asking for?"

"One hundred million."

At this moment, a decadent but sharp voice came...

(End of this chapter)