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It didn't take long for the phone to be connected.

"The surname is Ye, you are really not afraid of death!? I have no time to look for you, you dare to call me!?" Fan Qiao angered and laughed.

Ye Fandao: "I have waited for you for a night, you should not be driven away by me for a few small shackles, would you dare to come out to see me?"

"Fart! I am afraid that you are a few hundred younger brothers! I am afraid that you will not be able to walk in the sanatorium. I have already taken people to kill you! You have to run now, or you will find someone waiting." Take your corpse for you!" Fanqiao said.

Ye Fan wonders, "Nursing home? Which nursing home are you in?"

"Haha... you kid, you still want to take the initiative to send it to your door!" Fanqiao is also happy, the first time I encountered such a hard head, every time he sent someone to chase debt collection, or the first time someone took the initiative Get together and die.

Ye Fan said: "I don't want to waste time, report your position, I will naturally go to you, if you are afraid, then when I did not say, I can find it myself."

"Afraid!? I have been out of Fan Bridge for 30 years, I don't know how to write the word! You have to come to die, then come on!"

Fanqiao did not talk nonsense, directly told Ye Fan that he was detained by his people in Qingyang Sanatorium. Ye Fan wanted to save people and could go straight.

Ye Fan and Feng Yueying said that Feng Yueying was close to his eyebrows.

"Qingyang Sanatorium... It seems that it is a private high-end health care institution opened by the Oriental family. There must be many people from the Eastern family," Feng Yueying said.

Ye Fan does not care. "Fan Bridge should be dragged by something. If we want to save our uncle, we must as soon as possible, and now he is not at ease to hurt Feng Shushu."

Feng Yueying is also worried about his father, can't take too much, nod his head.

After hitting a car, the two spent more than an hour and went to the Qingyang Sanatorium. This is also a famous private luxury medical institution in the Eastern Province, which is a major source of income for the Oriental family.

The average ordinary people can't afford the expenses here. Come here to recuperate and cure the disease.

It is said that at the earliest time, the agency also did some black market organ sales, earning huge profits for the Oriental family.

However, with the strict control of Xiaguo, the Oriental family can only turn this sanatorium into a legitimate medical institution, but it is still only open to the rich.

After getting off the bus, the two walked through a long avenue before they entered the gate of the sanatorium.

Just about to enter the door, there are more than a dozen burly men wearing black bodyguard costumes, and they are surrounded by two groups.

Ye Fan smiled easily, and as soon as he entered the oriental family's territory, the bodyguard's battle was different.

A short-haired man in the lead, with a knife in his brow, is the only one with a gray tie, and the material of the suit looks more upscale.

"You shouldn't be Fan Bridge?" Ye Fan asked with a smile.

"Fan Ye has no time to take care of you, he asked me to ask you to take the money, one million, give the money, we let people," said the man.

Feng Yueying said angrily: "Not 830,000?? How come to a million!?"

"Injured the brothers of Fan Ye, naturally, he has to pay for medical expenses. This million is still relatively small." The man looks cold.

"I am looking for Fan Bridge to talk face to face, money to return money, hostages must be put first", Ye Fandao.

The leading man snorted. "Is your kid a brain? If you don't have money, dare to run here to scatter wild? If you don't leave, believe it or not, take off your stomach and exchange money for debt!?"

Ye Fan is lazy and makes a lot of arguments. "Tell me where Fan Bridge is."

"Want to know where Fan Ye is, let me pass this first!" Knife, a man waved, "Catch them!"

A group of bodyguards flocked to the top, and the two flew toward Feng Yueying, and the others all greeted Ye Fan.

Ye Fan blocked the woman behind her, facing the bodyguards who came over from all sides. He stood straight in front of him and walked around the woman several times.

Simple and rude long-legged direct hits, then kicked out one bodyguard.

The knife man thinks that Ye Fan is a bit of a skill, but he can deal with those little punks.

These bodyguards have been strictly trained. The average person can't get close to three or four. How can they not be able to defend themselves under Ye Fan's hands! ?

Knife Man looks cautious, finds an opportunity that he thinks he can, and quickly steps forward, taking a hook and hitting the belly of Ye Fan!

Ye Fan was facing him sideways and couldn’t look at it. His left hand hit the knife and the man’s wrist.

"Ah!" If the knife man was shocked, the whole hand was completely numb, and he stepped back a few steps.

Ye Fan looked back and gave him a look. "The infuriating nature of the day after tomorrow is OK, but it is a pity that your snake-shaped fist is not enough."

"You...what are you in the end?!" The knives and men's face is cloudy and uncertain. Not only is it repaired to be seen at a glance, but even the boxing is seen through a stroke. He naturally can no longer fight.

Ye Fan said helplessly: "I don't know my name early? There is so much nonsense, let's say, where is Fan Bridge??"

The knife man was so bitter, he knew that he had kicked the iron plate and had to answer: "Fan Ye is in the operating room..."

"Operating room? What is the surgery of Fan Bridge?" Ye Fan wondered, is this guy sick?

"No, it’s our young master who is undergoing surgery. Fan Ye and several other grandfathers are waiting there..."

Ye Fan’s eyes flashed. “You are the Lord... is the Oriental family, the East is singing?”

"Nature, in addition to the Oriental Ming Shaozhu, who else can there be?"

Ye Fan thought about it and said strangely: "You said that Fan Bridge, a group of people are waiting here, is it dangerous to do this surgery?"

The knife and the male face are heavy. "The heart of the young master is not good at all, and he has been slow to operate. Of course, because of the high risk... Wait, why are you asking so much?"

"Heart surgery?" Ye Fanle, "Interesting, take me to see it."

"Hello, you are better than me, but you shouldn't be too bad. You have to bother with the doctor's surgery. Do you think that the Oriental family will really be afraid of you?!"

Ye Fan was speechless and chuckled: "Who said to go to trouble? I don't understand other surgery, but heart surgery, I am a doctor of cardiac surgery, to see if there is any problem? Maybe I can help? ".

"What? Are you a cardiac surgeon?"

Feng Yueying remembered that at the hospital in Huahai, Ye Fan seemed to say that he was a doctor in cardiac surgery, but he had never seen Ye Fan’s medical skills. She did not know what level the man was.

"Hey, if I am hard, I might really interfere with their surgery. Do you think it is good to take me in? Or is it hard for me?" Ye Fan said with a smile.

The knife man was embarrassed, but he didn't have any problems, so he nodded. "That lord... I hope you don't add chaos."

"I can rest assured that I still have medical ethics." Ye Fan laughed. He has already begun to figure out whether he can take the opportunity to solve this problem from a better angle.

Feng Yueying silently followed the man and whispered: "Ye Fan, is this not so good? There must be people in Qingyang..."

"Come on, come, even though you believe that I am, I have my own intentions." Ye Fan smiled comfortably and let the woman rest assured.

After entering a building in the sanatorium, Ye Fan found that the facilities here are indeed very advanced and perfect. Compared with the general national high-level hospitals, it is only weak and strong. It is no wonder that surgery can be carried out directly here.

Coming to the door of an operating room, there were a lot of people standing outside. Most of the group were dressed and glamorous.

And a lot of bodyguards are on the outside, so that the general idlers are not close to the operating room.