After dealing with Chen Haodong's incident, Ye Fan did not continue to follow up, and handed it all over to Cai Ruyan for arrangement.

His attention shifted to the spring dawn needle water.

He watched the news that the number of pneumonia in Hong Kong City was increasing, and the number of people involved was unstoppable and approaching 500.

The entire medical system of Hong Kong City is facing a great enemy, and more than 10 million citizens are sincerely afraid.

This made the whole people wear masks, and they all ran to the Life Group, asking Han Xiangbei to hurry up and mass produce Chunxiao, so that all patients' conditions can be contained.

Because of the effect of Chunxiao, Han Xiangbei has become the light of the port city, not only supported by countless people, but also pinned on the hope of patients and their families.

"The first batch of 10 patients who have been injected with Chunxiao are further improving today. ”

The attending doctor of Notre Dame Hospital claims that with a maximum of three infusions, the first patients will be cured. ”

"Life Group has obtained the approval of the Medical Affairs Department, and it is expected to start mass production in the afternoon, and 100 will be produced tomorrow for seriously ill patients!"

"The price of Chunxiao is tentatively set at 100,000 pieces, and the Medical Department will subsidize 6,000 yuan each......"

At noon the next day, while Ye Fan was boiling medicinal herbs, the TV news kept broadcasting the good news of Chunxiao, and it was obvious that the officials needed it to stabilize people's hearts.

On TV, Han Xiangbei also appeared.

He is one meter and eight sons, not only full of majesty, but also strong muscles, as if he is made of steel bars.

He responded to the reporter's interview in high spirits, telling Chunxiao that the slow production was due to the need for caution in new drugs, and the experts and workers were not yet familiar with the process.

As for the price of 100,000 sticks, it is too much investment from Life Group.

100,000 yuan is already the cost price, and it starts at 300,000 yuan for inland and overseas sales.

"Merchant ......"

Although Ye Fan didn't deal with Han Xiangbei, when he saw his image and words on TV, he couldn't help but think of Huo Shangyin in his mind.

The style of the two is too similar.

However, Ye Fan didn't pay too much attention, and his energy continued to shift to the brewing of medicinal herbs, and he used pots and pans to boil the pills with all his might.

After a day and a night, a hundred pills were boiled out, which could specifically resolve the sequelae of Chunxiao.

Ye Fan also gave it a dawn name.

"Ding—"

As soon as Ye Fan spread the hot pill on the plate, the mobile phone in his arms vibrate.

He pulled it out and looked at it, a video request.

Ye Fan took it in with a smile, and his eyes lit up instantly, and there was an incomparably graceful shadow.

In the octagonal pavilion, Yuan Qingyi was standing in front of a piece of rice paper, holding a brush and writing words one stroke at a time.

The purple and elegant cheongsam, with a dark purple waist, three thousand green silks, flew lightly with the skirt, and the purple hair on the head shone in the sun.

Although it was just a silhouette of practicing calligraphy, the slender and slender figure, and the beautiful outline like the spiritual rain of the empty mountain, all made Ye Fan hold his breath.

Ye Fan looked at Yuan Qingyi's unbelievably beautiful face, feeling her noble and awe-inspiring temperament.

Especially the woman's eyes that looked back at him later, smiling quietly, clear and endless, as if they contained indescribable longing and coquettishness.

Ye Fan's heart was inexplicably soft.

"Ye Fan ......"

Yuan Qingyi turned his pretty face sideways, and his smile was calm and peaceful: "Is this word I wrote good?"

As she spoke, she lifted a piece of rice paper.

There are no verses on it, no famous words, only a simple Ye Fan.

It's just that this name, a hundred times, occupies all corners of the rice paper.

And one stroke at a time, the force penetrates the back of the paper, as if he wants to engrave the name Ye Fan on the paper and into his heart.

"Not bad. ”

Ye Fan's eyelids jumped: "It's just that my name is not worthy of your brushwork." ”

Although the two of them are thousands of miles away from the screen, Ye Fan can still feel the feelings on the rice paper and the heat of Yuan Qingyi.

Yuan Qingyi smiled amorous and amorous: "This name, my heart is too full, if I don't write it, I'm worried about hurting myself." ”

"President Yuan, can you tease me like this?"

Ye Fan laughed and avoided the serious: "And you should be very busy now, every day is right, how can you have time to video with me?"

"It's basically over, the situation is stable, and now I'm free. ”

Yuan Qingyi laughed softly: "Besides, can't I call you? We are people who have lived and died together." ”

"That's not what it means. ”

Ye Fan let out a hearty laugh: "I was just an accident, after all, you have a lot of things to do now." ”

Yuan Qingyi sat down on the bench, kicked off the high heels on his feet, and then made a mistake with his slender legs.

Toes wrapped in stockings loom in the sunlight.

"It's been a lot of things, but I'm going to cut them all in. ”

"I have changed the blood of the entire Dragon Capital Martial Alliance, the retirement of retirement, the punishment of punishment, the imprisonment of prisoners, there are no more eyesores. ”

"Miao Jingyun is also honest, and he doesn't dare to argue with me in person anymore. ”

She smiled at Ye Fan: "When I find a chance to give him another dismount, he will never worry about the position of the Dragon Capital again." ”

"Congratulations on your ascension. ”

Ye Fan's tone was approving: "It seems that I chose you correctly, and I didn't look away." ”

"It's all your credit. ”

Yuan Qingyi whispered: "If it weren't for your strong support, how could I be where I am today?"

"It's all the result of your efforts, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

Ye Fan pinched a pill in his fingers, and then said with a smile: "President Yuan really came here today to do a homework?"

"In addition to updating you on my situation, I also want to say sorry to you. ”

Yuan Qingyi glanced at Ye Fan, as if to say that he didn't understand the amorous feelings, and then his pretty face became more serious:

"I originally wanted Tang Yanxi to do her best to be a landlord and let her take you around the port city. ”

"In order to get along with you, I deliberately disguised your identity. ”

"But I didn't expect that not only did she not take care of you, but she caused you a lot of trouble. ”

"Especially the conflict in the hospital, they wasted your kindness, it is really undeserved. ”

"I just told them to believe your diagnosis, and even I was scolded by them. ”

"They even made me angry, which shows that they have given you a lot of grievances. ”

"I'm ashamed and want to say I'm sorry to you. ”

Yuan Qingyi looked at Ye Fan with eyes like water, with a hint of indescribable apology on her pretty face.

"It's okay, it's okay with you, you don't need to apologize. ”

"And it's not once or twice that I've been misunderstood, so I don't take this little thing to heart. ”

Ye Fan smiled faintly, obviously Tang's mother had complained to Yuan Qingyi, and nine out of nine said that he was cursed.

"Besides, they'll soon suffer. ”

"Based on yesterday's injection, it is estimated that there will be a reaction today. ”

"Kidney pain or failure can range from complications to death. ”

"Not only will they apologize to me, but they will also say sorry to you. ”

For Tang's mother, who is in a hurry to recover, she must inject Chunxiao to the maximum, and her own kidneys are not good, and she will react after two days of death.

"Ah, is it?"

Yuan Qingyi's pretty face was a little more anxious: "I told them, you are a master of medical skills, and even my foot disease can be treated, I have to believe you." ”

"But they just didn't listen, and said that you are a barefoot doctor, and your medical skills are not as good as those of the doctors in Hong Kong City, which really me off. ”

"Ye Fan, I know they offended you, and you are also benevolent, but I hope you can see my face and save her life if necessary?"

"Tang Yanxi's mother helped me in Hong Kong City before, and she is also a little related to my mother. ”

She looked at Ye Fan with an embarrassed expression.

"Don't worry. ”

Ye Fan comforted: "I'll go see ...... later"

"Ding—"

Before Ye Fan's words fell, Yuan Qingyi's other mobile phone rang, and she picked it up and glanced at it.

In the next second, her pretty face changed instantly:

"Oh no, something happened......"