"nice weather!"
When Tang Sanguo left for Ruiguo, Ye Fan had already gotten up quickly.
After eating the breakfast made by Kitano Sakurako, he sat in the wheelchair and came to the front yard to wait.
Yesterday, in order to test the power of the dragon-slaying technique, he used seven golden glows, making his day's efforts almost in vain.
So Ye Fan planned to treat terminally ill patients today and rebuild his savings.
Only in this way could he crush Tang Sanguo when he bumped into him.
While waiting for the patient to come to the door, Ye Fan first recalled what Song Hongyan said about memory shaping, with a hint of interest on his face.
Taking advantage of Tang Sanguo's amnesia to reshape his memory, at least you can get rid of him at the minimum cost, at worst you can use him to bite Tiemu Cihua and his gang.
The idea was very good, but Ye Fan didn't take it to heart and didn't even think about trying it.
In addition to the fact that he and Tang Sanguo were in hot water and could not have a good dialogue, there was also the fact that Tang Sanguo was not that easy to fool.
Without strong crushing strength, if you want to reshape the memory of Tang Sanguo, your head will be blown off by him accidentally.
So he gave up on this adventurous plan!
For Ye Fan, locking down Tang Sanguo and then killing them with thunder is the most correct way.
Then Ye Fan sent another message to Uncle Jin, wanting to see if there was any whereabouts of Shen Xiaoxiao.
Tang Sanguo met her twice, and if she locked on Shen Xiaoxiao, she would have a chance to find Tang Sanguo.
Uncle Jin quickly replied to the message, telling him that he had a clue and would probably find out his whereabouts later.
After handling these matters, Ye Fan poured himself a cup of tea, and then asked Kitano Sakurako to hang up the normal business sign.
What surprised Ye Fan was that there were no crowds of people at the door, and there were no patients waiting who had taken their numbers yesterday.
Sakurako Kitano was also curious: "Strange, why is it so quiet outside? Could it be that all the patients treated yesterday died... bah bah bah."
Theoretically, Mrs. Zhao and the others, whose eyes had regained their sight, should have publicized Ye Fan's abilities, and a group of terminally ill patients should have surrounded the hospital.
Uncle Qian and Uncle Sun should also come over to send banners and follow up.
But now there is not even a shadow of a bird.
On the contrary, it was unprecedentedly quiet.
Sakurako Kitano took out her mobile phone and looked through it before saying in surprise: "Master, all four or five of your hot searches for treating terminal illnesses have been removed."
Ye Fan, who was sitting in the rocking chair drinking tea, smiled lightly: "Really?"
"real!"
Sakurako Kitano handed the phone to Ye Fan, with a hint of anxiety on her pretty face:
"There were several hot searches about Sakura Medical Clinic yesterday, and they were all number one on the list. Now they are all gone."
“Even the short videos shot by Aunt Zhao’s son have been removed from the shelves.”
"What happened?"
"Could it be that Aunt Zhao and Uncle Qian have relapsed? Or have they caused other sequelae?"
"But it shouldn't be."
"Something really happened to Aunt Zhao and Uncle Qian. Their families have already rushed to Yinghua Medical Center and beat them up."
Kitano Sakurako was very confused and a little frustrated. She originally wanted to fly to the sky with her master, but now she was strangely left alone.
Ye Fan glanced at his phone and smiled: "Looking at this situation, it seems that someone is suppressing us!"
Kitano Sakurako frowned: "We treat terminally ill patients, what can we suppress? And we are real, can those colleagues suppress us?"
Ye Fan looked at the quiet outside: "Whether it can be suppressed or not, the other party is indeed targeting us now."
Kitano Sakurako grabbed Ye Fan's arm: "Master, what should we do now?"
Ye Fan swayed with the woman, feeling the wave of tenderness and said: "Wait."
Kitano Sakurako was startled: "Wait?"
Ye Fan pulled his arm back: "That's right! Wait!"
"The other party has withdrawn the hot search and left us empty. After spending so much time, it will not just disrupt our business."
"The mastermind behind the scenes will definitely show up!"
He looked at the end of the street and smiled: "Let's not get into trouble, just stay in the hospital and wait peacefully."
Kitano Sakura nodded slightly: "Understood!"
"Woo!"
At this moment, three luxury cars roared to a stop at the entrance of Sakura Medical Center.
The car door opened, and out came six young men and women with extraordinary temperament, gorgeously dressed and high-spirited.
Among them, a Chanel woman in her twenties walked in front. She had delicate eyebrows, carefully pulled up hair, skin that could be broken by blowing, and a undulating figure.
He was arrogant and his high heels clicked loudly, giving him a domineering attitude.
Especially that arrogance made Kitano Sakura feel threatened.
Kitano Sakurako saw this and took a step forward: "Hello, what can I do for you?"
The Chanel woman said indifferently: "I'm here to see a doctor!"
"Miss, there seemed to be no sign of you among the people who queued up to get the number yesterday?"
Sakurako Kitano was slightly startled: "If you want to see a doctor, you need to take a number and queue up. At the same time, wait for fifteen minutes to see if the person who took the number yesterday will show up..."
"Wow!"
The Chanel woman raised her right hand slightly, and all thirty numbers were placed in front of Ye Fan.
"There is no need to queue up to get a number, and there is no need to wait for fifteen minutes. All the numbers of those who queued up yesterday have been sold to me."
"Now I am your first patient and the only patient today. I also asked people to temporarily alert the surroundings to prevent others from disturbing the miracle doctor."
"I hope Divine Doctor Ye will take a good look at me for the sake of my sincerity!"
While talking, she sat in front of Mark and took the initiative to extend her hand.
"You're violating the rules."
Kitano Sakurako frowned:
"You took away thirty numbers, which means that thirty people lost their chance of survival. No matter how anxious you are, can't you just take one number?"
She didn't realize the other party's intention for a moment, and only regarded her as a powerful and domineering patient.
Instead, Ye Fan took a sip of tea calmly, and then looked at the woman in front of him with interest.
Faced with Kitano Sakurako’s dissatisfaction, the Chanel woman smiled noncommittally:
"The fact that they are willing to sell it to me means that they don't value their lives, or they feel that their lives are only worth that amount of money."
"You don't need to morally kidnap things that you and I agree on."
"And they just can't come to see the doctor today. Doctor Ye won't just give up after seeing him today. They can come back and queue up tomorrow."
She leaned forward slightly and looked at Mark: "Doctor Ye, what do you think?"
Ye Fan leaned on the chair, stretched out his hand to stop Kitano Sakurako, and smiled:
"Miss, what you said makes sense!"
"I just don't know what kind of patient you are? Terminal disease? Impending death? Someone with big breasts?"
Ye Fan rubbed his fingers against the outer wall of the tea cup: "I don't care about ordinary diseases. It's a waste of my time."
The Chanel woman smiled sweetly: "Doctor Ye is a miracle doctor. If I have any disease, you can tell by checking my pulse."
"Don't worry, if it weren't for the incurable disease, I wouldn't have put in so much effort to come here."
She also pinched out a check and placed it in front of Ye Fan: "Mr. Ye is good at treating the disease. If the disease is cured, the three million will be yours."
Ye Fan laughed loudly: "It's interesting, let me see!"
The Chanel woman stretched out an arm to check Ye Fan's pulse.
Ye Fan blocked the woman's arm and said, "Breast cancer, breast cancer, look at what your hands are doing..."
