In the next few days when the conspiracy was brewing in Ye Forbidden City, Ye Fan stayed in Jinzhilin to treat patients.
For Ye Fan, unless the sky falls, he still has to do his best to diagnose and treat patients every day.
And as long as he stayed in Jinzhilin, no matter how heavy the storm was outside, Ye Fan could still face it calmly.
Everyone in Jin Zhilin also lives step by step.
But Zheng Junqing, who had just returned from Hong Kong City, hurried over:
"Master Ye, I heard that you beat up Wei Hongchao?"
The former high-flying eldest son of the Zheng family has changed a lot. Not only has he cut off his long flowing hair, his feminine temperament has also disappeared, and he has become more of a down-to-earth rich second generation image.
Unless everyone in Jin Zhilin knew his name, it would be difficult to connect him with the heir of the Zheng family.
"Isn't it normal for me to beat him up when he provokes me?"
Ye Fan wrote a prescription for the patient and without raising his head, he almost said, "Didn't you take care of it for me too?"
"Fierce enough, strong enough, courageous enough."
Zheng Junqing laughed loudly, raised his thumbs up and said, "I feel very happy now that I got your confirmation."
"It's a pity that I wasn't at the scene, otherwise I would have filmed the process and watched it every day while eating."
There was a gleam in his eyes: "I guess your appetite will be greatly increased."
Ye Fan glanced at him curiously: "Why don't you just beat up Wei Hongchao? As for making you happy like this? Do you have a grudge against him?"
"I do have a grudge, and I have suffered losses."
Zheng Junqing went to pour two cups of tea, one for Mark and one for himself to drink:
"Three years ago, I went to Baocheng to have a good time, but a pair of twins named Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao had a small conflict with Wei Hongchao."
"Then he won a lot of money at the gambling table."
"As a result, I was robbed by a group of masked men with strong martial arts skills in the hotel that night."
"Not only was Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao dragged away, the money they won was robbed, several Zheng family bodyguards were maimed, and even I was shot twice in the head."
"I don't need to investigate to know that Wei Hongchao got angry and took revenge."
"In anger, I took people to his club to settle the score with him. Not only did he refuse to admit the blame, he also said that I had violated his club and his guests, and asked me to pour tea and apologize."
"Of course I refused, and ended up with dozens of guns pointed at my head."
"He also threw a black gun to his henchman. If I didn't apologize, his henchman would go off."
"I had no choice. It was in their territory, there was no evidence, and they had more guns than me. In the end, I could only say I'm sorry."
"This is a great shame in my life."
"I came back to Longdu to ask my family for help, but when my uncle and others found out, they not only did not support me, but also stopped me one by one from fighting back."
"They say that Wei Hongchao is backed by Ye Jincheng, and Ye Jincheng is the grandson of Mrs. Ye. If things get serious, it will easily lead to the intervention of the old lady."
"The old lady is one of the two remaining elders of the older generation."
"The other one is Chu Shuai!"
"And my strength is not enough to go wild in Baocheng, so I can only swallow that dead cat."
"What makes me most angry is that one month after being robbed, I received a text message from Wei Hongchao, which showed a photo of Da Qiao and Xiao Qiao picking up hundreds of people."
"The background is in a country in Southeast Asia..."
"I was so filled with hatred that I spent money to hire killers to deal with Wei Hongchao. Unfortunately, three consecutive batches of people were wiped out."
"I finally contacted Wuyixiang through my connections to take action, but for some reason, Wuyixiang didn't succeed. Instead, they refunded me double the gold."
"Then I received a warning from my family not to attack Wei Hongchao again, so I could only give up temporarily."
"It's just that I no longer mention this matter publicly, but the thorn in my heart is always there. Every time I think about it, I want to blow Wei Hongchao's head off."
"This time I heard that he was beaten by you. I was so happy that I couldn't sleep. Although I didn't do it, it was still very satisfying to see him suffer."
Zheng Junqing did not hide anything from Ye Fan, he told his story in one breath, and there was a touch of relief between his eyebrows.
"I didn't expect that you and Wei Hongchao still have this kind of grudge."
Ye Fan smiled when he heard this: "I always thought that you only suffered in my hands, but I didn't expect that you also fell into a fight with Wei Hongchao."
At the same time, a thought crossed Ye Fan's mind. Chenlong, the old bastard, looked at Wei Hongchao at a loss that day. He didn't know whether he really didn't understand him or was pretending not to know him.
"I hate that bastard with all my heart."
Zheng Junqing was very regretful: "It's a pity that I don't have your courage and I don't have the national amulet, otherwise I would have stopped him and beat him up in a minute."
There was a hint of helplessness on his face. His background was better than Ye Fan's, his resources were better than Ye Fan's, and he had a family that covered the sky with one hand. Unfortunately, he couldn't fulfill Ye Fan's grudges.
Even if it's his own territory, he still has a lot of things to worry about.
"Sooner or later I'll have the chance to say this."
Ye Fan stretched out his hand and patted Zheng Junqing and said with a smile: "I just flew back. I must be tired. Go home and rest. Come and have dinner together another day."
Zheng Junqing nodded: "Okay, I'll come back another day."
"By the way, there's one more thing."
He was about to leave, but suddenly remembered something, turned to look at Mark and asked:
"A bullfighting ring owned by Ruoxue Group has been challenged in the past two days. It has lost twenty-four bullfighting games in a row. The losses are very huge."
"I saw it from several friend circles in the circle. The amount of each game is as high as 100 million."
Zheng Junqing reminded: "I wonder if Mr. Tang has told you about this?"
"Bullring?"
Ye Fan was slightly startled: "Ruoxue Group still has this thing?"
"You don't know? This is the first legal bullring in China."
Zheng Junqing tilted his head slightly towards the backyard: "Hurry up and ask Mr. Tang."
"No matter how rich the Ruoxue Group is, it can't be such a waste. It's like cutting off a piece of flesh to get out more than a billion a day."
Then, he waved goodbye to Ye Fan, turned around and got into a car not far away.
The car started slowly, and the smile on Zheng Junqing's face disappeared, becoming more sharp and feminine.
He glanced at Jin Zhilin who was gradually going away, then took another bottle of soda and poured it into it, with an indescribable complexity on his face.
At this time, Zheng Qiankun, who was sitting in the back seat, slowly opened his eyes.
He looked at Zheng Junqing and said calmly: "Why, are you confused?"
Zheng Junqing sighed softly: "Mark is a good person."
Zheng Qiankun smiled: "He made you suffer a lot and lost face. Even your sister and uncle were slapped in the face by him. Don't you hate him anymore?"
"I used to hate it, and I still hate it to the core."
Zheng Junqing squeezed out a sentence: "It's just that when I look back now, I really am ignorant."
"The fact that you think so means that you have matured a lot and you just need to position yourself correctly."
Zheng Qiankun said calmly: "Having stayed in Jinzhilin for a long time, do you really think of yourself as the driver instead of the eldest son of the Zheng family?"
Zheng Junqing looked gloomy and said nothing.
"Junqing, you have to remember that you are not a little lamb eating grass."
Zheng Qiankun shook his nephew's hand:
"You are a beast that eats flesh and drinks blood..."
