After Huang Zhendong and the others left, Ye Fan walked up to Han Nanhua and smiled:
"Mr. Han, thank you for tonight."
He thanked the old man: "Without you, I'm afraid I would have been in a lot of trouble."
"Thank me for what?"
Han Nanhua laughed loudly: "Leave aside the fact that you have saved my life. Even if I don't show up tonight, it won't be Brother Ye who suffers."
"I'm just the icing on the cake."
He has a unique eye for seeing people. If Ye Fan can't even handle the scene just now, how can Huang Zhendong treat Ye Fan respectfully?
Han Yue raised her pretty face and pulled Ye Fan's clothes: "I, I, I, you want to thank me, I just saved you with a flying knife."
"Okay, thank you."
Ye Fan smiled: "How about giving you another half month's leave?"
"Son of a bitch……"
Han Yue muttered: "I thought our bet was cancelled."
"It's a beautiful thought."
Ye Fan almost took another photo of the beauty, then looked at Han Nanhua and said with a smile: "Mr. Han, is your body still acting strange recently?"
"Thanks to Brother Tuoye's wonderful rejuvenation, my health is getting better day by day and I'm basically back to normal."
Hearing about his condition, Han Nanhua looked happy: "The rheumatism and kidney stones that I suffered from before are all gone."
"The root cause of Han Yue's illness has also gone away."
"I've always wanted to treat Brother Ye to a drink and repay your kindness to our grandfather and grandson."
"But niece Song said that you were busy renovating the medical clinic, so I didn't bother you. I'm going to support you when you open it."
"I didn't expect to bump into him tonight. Regardless of whether you are in good health or not, Brother Ye, you are the one here to check my pulse."
While speaking, Han Nanhua stretched out his hand to Mark: "It's really good if you say yes."
Han Yue's eyes also became a little softer. Although she hated the bet, she had to admit that Ye Fan had excellent medical skills.
"Okay, I'll take your pulse."
Ye Fan smiled and stretched out his hand to feel his pulse. Soon, there was a strange look in his eyes:
"Mr. Han's health is basically fine, but his blood pressure is a bit high, his throat is still a bit inflamed, and his stomach is burning."
"But it doesn't matter. I'll give Mr. Han a prescription later. If you drink it for ten days and a half, you'll be fine."
The old man's blood pressure is much higher than that of ordinary people. It stands to reason that he has just recovered from a serious illness and feels relaxed and calm. This should not be the case, but in Ye Fan's opinion, it is not a big problem.
Han Nanhua smiled when he heard this: "With Brother Ye's words, I feel relieved."
"What about me, what about me..."
Han Yue also stretched out her hand eagerly: "Show me quickly."
Ye Fan checked his pulse with a smile, then frowned slightly: "It's strange, your legs are fine, but your tonsils are also inflamed, and your liver fire is also raging."
"Do you eat too much spicy food? Or stay up too late every day?"
Han Yue was slightly startled: "No, we all ate light and didn't stay up late."
Ye Fan frowned, always feeling that something was wrong.
Han Nanhua asked: "Brother Ye, is there something wrong with our health?"
Ye Fan chuckled: "It's no big deal, just make some lily and lotus seed porridge to solve it."
"Ding--"
Just when Han Nanhua was about to say something more, Han Yue's phone vibrated. After answering it for a moment, she said to the old man:
"Grandpa, people are here."
Han Nanhua nodded, then shook Ye Fan's hands: "Brother, are you free tonight?"
Ye Fan was startled: "Is there something wrong with Mr. Han?"
"I'm meeting a friend tonight, it might be a bit risky."
Han Nanhua laughed loudly: "I want you to stay with me. Of course, I won't let anyone hurt you."
Having the rejuvenating Ye Fan here means more lives. The old Jianghu is always used to minimizing risks.
Ye Fan nodded: "I happen to be free, so I can go see Mr. Han."
Han Nanhua has helped him a lot, so it's not appropriate to give up at this time.
"Then I'll trouble Brother Ye. Regardless of whether I need to use medical skills tonight, I will give Brother Ye a consultation fee."
Han Nanhua patted Ye Fan on the shoulder, and then pulled him towards the elevator.
Han Yue struck behind Ye Fan with a sneak attack, and then ran away with a smile...
There was already a team of people guarding the elevator entrance. Standing at the front were three women in Tsing Yi, with graceful figures and pretty looks, but with arrogant expressions.
The long-haired woman in the middle is even more arrogant. She stands in the crowd with contemptuous eyes, as if none of the guards can see her.
Only when she saw Han Nanhua and Han Yue appeared did she restrain herself from being arrogant.
"Come on, come on, Ye Fan, let me introduce you. This is Lin Furong, Han Yue's junior sister."
Seeing the Tsing Yi woman and the others, Han Nanhua enthusiastically introduced to Ye Fan: "The younger generation of martial arts masters in the Martial Arts League."
Han Yue waved her fist: "My senior sister is very powerful."
"Ms. Lin, this is Brother Ye, Ye Fan. He has deep attainments in medical and metaphysics."
Han Nanhua introduced Ye Fan: "If you feel unwell, you can see Brother Ye."
Ye Fan nodded politely to Lin Furong.
Although he didn't like Lin Furong's arrogance, Han Nanhua helped him promote the business, so he couldn't keep a straight face. After all, he couldn't live with money.
And he was a little surprised, he didn't expect to meet a disciple of the Martial Alliance, Huang Feihu's disciple and grandson here.
"doctor?"
Lin Furong looked disdainful: "Mr. Han, are you kidding? He is so young, what kind of medical skills can he have?"
Han Nanhua smiled bitterly when he saw this, and quickly resolved the embarrassment and said:
"Miss Lin, don't underestimate Brother Ye. Han Yue and I got seriously ill a while ago and went to countless hospitals to no avail."
"Later, it was Brother Ye who took action, and we had a close call."
He didn't have any feelings for Lin Furong, but Han Nanhua still had to give some face to his granddaughter when she hired them as bodyguards.
Seeing that Han Nanhua valued Ye Fan so much, Lin Furong opened her eyelids a little:
"Even if he is a miracle doctor, he won't be of any use tonight?"
Han Nanhua laughed loudly: "There are multiple doctors around to prepare for emergencies."
At the same time, he cast an apologetic look at Ye Fan, not to take Lin Furong's words to heart.
"With the three of us here and the Martial Alliance sign here, what danger is there?"
Lin Furong was dissatisfied with Ye Fan's status in Han Nanhua's heart:
"I think it's better to let him go, lest something really happens and drag us down."
Ye Fan frowned and was about to get angry when Han Nanhua waved his hand:
"Okay, Miss Lin, it's almost time, go up."
For him, Ye Fan is more important than Lin Furong.
Ye Fan retracted his kick that was about to kick the opponent away.
Seeing Han Nanhua's attitude, Lin Furong had no choice but to put away her temper, but she just snorted at Mark...
"We will be responsible for this matter. You'd better not act rashly later and follow our arrangements."
"Don't worry, Mr. Han and Han Yue will be fine as long as we are here. Just let the doctor watch..."
Ye Fan smiled lightly: "Mr. Han and Han Yue are safe and sound, and I will never interfere."
Lin Furong and the three girls were not angry this time. On the contrary, their pretty faces were full of disapproval and teasing.
Isn't it nonsense that a small doctor dares to intervene to resolve grievances in the world?
