My Fairy Live

Chapter 38

Walking side by side with Chen Hao in the corridor of the hospital.

Ye Fan asked suspiciously, "What happened? I have stabilized Ba Ye's condition!"

At this moment, a group of men in black suits came out from the advanced ward where Ba Ye was not far away.

These men in suits moved in an orderly manner, headed by a fat man in a floral shirt, with a large gold chain hanging around his neck.

The short fat man wearing a gold chain raised his head immediately when he saw Chen Hao, and said with a disdainful face, "Oh, Ah Hao is back, why don't you go and see Ba ​​Ye soon, you are not by Ba Ye's side, Ba Ye can't rest assured !"

"Old Biao, what are you doing here?" A cold wave flashed in Chen Hao's eyes.

"Of course I came to see our venerable Song Baye, and I have good news for him by the way." Lao Biao raised his hand, and leaned in front of Chen Hao, showing a deep smile, "Baoye is in poor health. Let me, Wang Biao, take care of the venue in the Eastern District."

"You are looking for death!" Chen Hao is a bloodthirsty murderer who kills without blinking an eye. The moment he reached into his lower back with a hand, he wanted to take a knife to kill.

He doesn't care if this is a hospital or not, Song Baye has saved his life, don't say that Baye is not dead yet, he is dead!

The foundation laid down by the eighth master back then cannot be snatched by these wolf-hearted people!

"Huh?" Wang Biao seemed to have been prepared for a long time. Just when Chen Hao was about to make a move, a black pistol was quickly pressed against Chen Hao's abdomen, "Chen Hao, I know you can kung fu, but no matter how good you are, you can Faster than my gun?"

"Brother Hao, don't be impulsive!" Ye Fan hurried over, pointing at Wang Biao without leaving any traces in his hand, a ray of true energy shot into his body, and then said in surprise, "This is the famous town Qinghe East District Uncle Biao! I have heard of your name for a long time!"

"Boy, who are you?" Wang Biao asked, as if he was very useful.

"The boy is the attending doctor of Ba Ye, and he knows some medical skills. Seeing that Uncle Biao is nearly 50 years old, his body is really tough!" Ye Fan smiled and cupped his hands.

"You can talk. If you have trouble in the East District, report my name!" Wang Biao took back the pistol, and patted Ye Fan on the shoulder like a senior supporting a junior, "Young man, treat Ba Ye well!"

Seeing that Chen Hao still wanted to make a move, Ye Fan stopped his eyes and watched this uncle Biao leave before he smiled lightly, "Brother Hao, don't be nervous, this man won't live long."

"how?"

"That Uncle Biao looks physically fit, but I judged from his face that he has a hidden family history of heart disease, and then I did something, hehe." Ye Fan's face was harmless.

It aroused Chen Hao's curiosity, "Did you do something wrong?"

"Have you ever heard of qigong killing people?" Ye Fan asked mysteriously.

"You mean, qigong kills people across the air?"

"Almost." Ye Fan also did not deny that Wang Biao himself has a family history of heart disease, and the ray of his true energy entering his body will slowly damage Wang Biao's heart vessels. Within half a month, Wang Biao should die. Will have a heart attack and die!

Chen Hao just shook his head, apparently not believing it.

At this time, there was a sound of something breaking from the ward, and the two hurried in.

As soon as he entered, he saw a broken jade clock on the ground, which should be an expensive jade carving made of glass.

Don't think about it, I know it must be the clock sent by Wang Biao!

Song Sihan was taking care of the old man by the bed, while Ba Ye had an ugly expression on his face, as if he had just lost his temper and was still panting heavily.

A man in a black T-shirt walked towards Chen Hao with an apologetic face, "Brother Hao, I'm sorry that I didn't guard the old man well."

"Ping, what's going on?"

The man named A Ping has a flat head and is refined. The muscles on his body have obviously been trained. He should be the guard arranged by Chen Hao to take care of the safety of Song Baye.

"Ahem... my old guy is not dead yet, Wang Biao just wanted to come and see me off!" Song Baye coughed a few times, his complexion turned pale.

"Ye Fan, come and see my grandpa." Song Sihan shouted anxiously.

Ye Fan stepped forward quickly.

Putting his hand on Song Ba Ye's wrist, he said quickly, "Ba Ye, your emotions are fluctuating too much, there is no need to be angry because of some annoying people."

"Hey, I think I had nothing back then, and I led a group of brothers to fight the world with bare hands. At that time, the warlords were in chaos, internal and external troubles, it was the time when the little devils coveted my land in China, and the young men in the country were determined to join the army and serve the country." Song Baye suddenly fell into memory. .

"Although I, Song Anbang, am a reckless person and I can't read big characters, I know loyalty and the righteousness of the country! Back then, I tore up the devils with my hands, led my brothers to help the army fight bloody battles, and took back Qinghe City from the little devils. If I was recruited into the regular army, even the commander of the military department would have to respect me when he saw me, how can a small gang boss dare to point fingers in front of me!" Song Baye lay on the bed and sighed.

Ye Fan is silent, Song Baye is a generation of tyrants in Qinghe, who contributed to the country when he was young, but later gave up the military rank and official position arranged by the state, and stayed in Qinghe to suppress the underground world.

It can be said that the underground world of Qinghe has been safe and sound for so many years, thanks to Mr. Song!

"Grandpa, stop talking, you will live a long life!" Song Sihan's eyes turned red.

"Yes, Eighth Master, you should take a good rest." Ye Fan also comforted.

"Brother Ye!" Baye Song suddenly grabbed Ye Fan's hand and said excitedly, "Brother Ye, I, Song Laoba, have seen countless people in my life. From the moment I met you, I knew you In the future, it will definitely rise to the nine heavens!"

"Eh..." Ye Fan was tightly held by Song Baye, as if he was listening to the old man explain the funeral.

"Sihan's parents left early, but she is well-behaved, sensible, and self-motivated. She is a rare and virtuous wife. I hope that if something happens to me one day, you can protect my granddaughter well!" Song Baye's voice was hoarse, his face Tell the truth.

"Ba Ye..." Ye Fan was startled. He didn't expect Song Anbang to think so highly of him. He hurriedly said, "Don't worry, with me here, you can at least live to be 100 years old!"

"One hundred years old, wouldn't he become a heavenly man, haha... okay, okay... Sihan, did you hear that, grandpa can't misjudge people, you must grasp it!" Song Anbang took Song Sihan's hand, and Ye Fan held hands together, then leaned on the bed and gasped for a few times, as if he was about to die.

"Grandpa..." Song Sihan seemed to sense something, and two lines of tears flowed down.

She looked at the young man beside her, wondering why her grandfather valued Ye Fan so much, he was just a college student, how could he protect himself well!

Song Sihan is not only extremely good-looking, but also intelligent in heart. After meeting Ye Fan for the first time, he immediately asked someone to investigate his information, and found out that Ye Fan was only a third-year student majoring in Chinese medicine at Tsinghua University School of Medicine.

However, this piqued her curiosity even more.

Such an ordinary person actually has miraculous medical skills, not only that, it seems that he even has kung fu.

"Baye, I planned to completely cure you of esophageal cancer today, but no, I even brought the guy." Ye Fan laughed.