After coming out of the villa area, Ye Fan came to the bus station.
What Lin Qiu Ling did gave him a chill, just innocence didn't matter anymore, he just needed to get the two million debt back and he could stay away from the Tang family.
But he did not go straight to the Four Seas Chamber of Commerce but waited for the bus to the hospital.
He was worried about Sissy.
"Ga-"
Ye Fan waited for less than five minutes, and a red BMW pulled up next to him.
The car window fell, revealing Tang Ruoxue's cool and pretty face: "Where to?"
Ye Fan's faint voice: "To the hospital."
Tang Ruoxue exhaled a long breath: "Get in, I'll give you a ride."
"No need, you and I don't go the same way."
Ye Fan refused without hesitation, "You'd better go to work."
He was clear that Tang Ruoxue knew the truth, otherwise, she wouldn't have thought of giving herself a ride, but she didn't even say she was sorry, so how could he lower himself?
This year's experience has made him realize that unprincipled humility and compromise will only make everyone look down on him.
The corners of Tang Ruoxue's mouth tugged for a moment, then tried to be calm: "I have plenty of time today, I can take you to the hospital."
She asked a follow-up question, "You're going to see Sissy, right?"
"That's right."
Ye Fan spoke out and returned, "Her condition is unstable and she is probably not over the danger period, I want to go and see if I can help."
Of course, in passing, he also thanked Song Hongyan for the ginseng fruit.
After eating the ginseng fruit, Ye Fan felt a lot of breakthrough in essence and energy, at least let him struggle for three to five years less.
You can't even read medical books, what can you do to help?
Tang Ruoxue did not think shaking his head, but still coldly spoke: "Get in the car, go together."
Ye Fan did not say anything, just stared at Tang Ruoxue, as long as she said sorry, he would compromise.
Tang Ruoxue forcefully shouted: "Are you done? Big man, is it interesting to be calculating?"
Ye Fan still did not speak.
"Who do you think you are."
Seeing that Ye Fan did not make a sound, Tang Ruoxue gave birth to a touch of annoyance, she was so conciliatory, what more did Ye Fan want?
She casually threw out a paper bag to Ye Fan, then stepped on the gas and left.
"Pa..."
Ye Fan caught the paper bag, opened it, and found that it was a bag of milk and a cage of barbecue pork buns.
He was in a slight trance and seemed to have returned to the time when he was living on the streets ...
"Woo..."
At nine in the morning, Ye Fan arrived at Zhonghai Hospital.
He bought a box of silver needles at the Chinese medicine department, made some inquiries, and came to the fourth-floor ward.
As soon as the elevator door opened, he saw Tang Ruoxue appear with a bag of fruits.
She walked past Ye Fan as if she was oblivious.
Ye Fan knew she had a big temper and didn't bother to pay attention to her. He went straight to the door of Sissyi's ward and happened to see Song Hongyan sitting on a bench, dazed.
Pretty face despair, overnight seems to have lost more than ten pounds.
Just the woman, although haggard, does not lose half of the beauty, sorrowful eyes, giving a kind of poignant beauty.
She was surrounded by a dozen men and women in luxury clothes, but no one made a sound.
The atmosphere is sullen.
Seeing this appearance, Tang Ruoxue subconsciously stopped walking and sought how to console Song Hongyan.
"Miss Song."
Ye Fan walked straight over, "How is Sissy's situation?"
Song Hongyan faintly froze, lifted her head, and immediately became excited to see Ye Fan: "Benefactor, benefactor.
"Benefactor, benefactor, you're here?"
The powerful woman with a ten billion dollar fortune did not have a half-hearted attitude at this moment.
"You can just call me Ye Fan."
Ye Fan pressed her shoulder: "The word benefactor is too heavy, can't afford it."
"You saved Sissy, you are my benefactor."
Song Hongyan's eyes were stubborn: "In the future, if you need Hongyan, just ask."
"I'm sorry for slapping you yesterday."
The next second, she raised her hand to slap herself.
Ye Fan grabbed her wrist with quick eyes and hands: "Miss Song, I don't blame you, I can understand you."
"If you feel guilty again, wait until Sissy wakes up and give it back to me."
The wrist that he grabbed was as soft as a bone, and Ye Fan forgot to let go for a moment.
"Brother Ye, you are really a good person."
Song Hongyan also did not struggle away, allowing Ye Fan to grasp: "I will remember you for the rest of my life."
Seeing Ye Fan grabbing Song Hongyan's hand and Song Hongyan being so gentle to Ye Fan, Tang Ruoxue, who walked up, tugged at the corners of her mouth and coughed gently.
Ye Fan reacted and was busy loosening his grip.
Song Hongyan looked up at Tang Ruoxue with a gentle smile: "Miss Tang, thank you for organizing everyone to rescue yesterday."
Tang Ruoxue softly returned: "You're welcome."
"Miss Song, how is Sissy's condition?"
Ye Fan smiled and spoke out, "Has she passed the dangerous period?"
"Very unpromising."
Song Hongyan's eyes were bleak.
"The injury is too serious, yesterday resuscitated several times, but by now it has not passed the dangerous period."
"There is nothing Mr. Sun can do."
Her red lips were slightly bitten, very distraught, and people were sad to see her.
Ye Fan softly relieved: "Don't worry, Sissy is lucky, she will be fine."
Song Hongyan's eyes suddenly lit up.
"Brother Ye, you were able to save Sissy yesterday, your medical skills must not be simple, why don't you help me take a look?"
She was also at her wit's end.
"I'm sorry, Miss Song, Ye Fan doesn't know any medical skills at all, yesterday was just a stroke of luck."
Tang Ruoxue had to say truthfully, although she also hoped that Ye Fan could save the little girl, it was impossible.
"Miss Song, she's right, I'm not a doctor."
Ye Fan answered honestly, "I've never saved anyone either."
Hearing these words, Song Hongyan froze, then her eyes ached, and a trace of pathos suddenly surged on her stunning face.
Although Sissy was adopted by her, they lived together for seven years, Sissy is like a biological daughter, if the white hair is to send black hair, Song Hongyan also does not want to live.
"Miss Song, although I have not studied medicine, I have read a lot of medical books."
Ye Fan turned his words around, "If you trust me, I'm willing to try."
"Of course, I'm willing, of course, I'm willing."
Song Hongyan's eyes lit up again, for some reason, she inexplicably developed trust in Ye Fan.
"Brother Ye, come with me."
Song Hongyan dryly pulled Ye Fan towards the ward.
"Ye Fan!"
Tang Ruoxue stared at Ye Fan and shouted anxiously, "Don't act recklessly, you'll get people killed."
Ye Fan smiled lightly, "Don't worry, I can definitely save Sissy."
Tang Ruoxue was so angry that she stomped her foot: "How can I rest assured? Something will happen if you mess up!"
Luck wouldn't come to Ye Fan every time.
"Are you gambling with me? Annoyed that I won't say sorry to you?"
Tang Ruoxue suddenly remembered something.
"OK, I'll say sorry to you now, it was my recklessness in the morning."
"As long as you can be sensible, the one slap I slapped you with, you can always slap back."
Ye Fan faintly out, "You have never believed me ..."
"It's not good! The patient's breathing has stopped,..."
Just then, the alarm in the intensive care ward went off, followed by a dozen doctors rushing over.
In addition to the experts from the hospital, there were also many Chinese doctors that Song Hongyan had invited to consult.
The one who walked in the front was a white-haired old man in his sixties, in high spirits and in all his finery.
The divine doctor of Zhonghai, Mr. Sun.
He is the founder of Zhonghai Hui Chun Tang, and his name is exceptionally loud in the Chinese medical community. He has been practicing medicine for more than 40 years and has received numerous honors.
He has dedicated half of his life to Chinese medicine, so he is very popular and respected by all parties in China.
When the patient was in danger, he rushed over.
Song Hongyan and Ye Fan followed.
They saw that Sissy was no longer breathing and various instrument alarms were sounding.
The attending doctor gave her epinephrine and also took the defibrillator to resuscitate her with all his might.
However, Sissy barely responded.
"Sissy!"
Song Hongyan was on the verge of crying out.
When the ECG slowly changed to a straight line, the attending doctor and other people's faces showed gloom.
"I'll do it!"
At this moment, Mr. Sun told a group of doctors to go away as his fingers pinched up six silver needles and dropped them toward Sissy.
Six needles of spring return.
He wanted to gather the last thread of life in Sissy's body.
The two resuscitations last night and in the morning are credited to Sun.
It was a pity that Sissy did not respond halfway this time.
"Ugh..."
Six more stitches fell from Mr. Sun's hands, but Sissy was still motionless.
The old man let out a sigh.
Stop!
No power to return to heaven!
Seeing Mr. Sun shake his head, the whole crowd was in sorrow, and Song Hongyan even turned pale.
Ye Fan looked over from the crowd and saw Sissy's virtual shadow emerge again.
Without thinking, he rushed into the ward and slapped Sissy on the forehead.
"Let me do it!"