Seeing Zhao Fan's expression, Fang Wenzheng felt that the temperature in the entire room seemed to have dropped a few points. There was some doubt in his eyes, and the young man in front of him was becoming more and more incomprehensible.

After calming down a little, Fang Wenzheng didn't say anything more, reached out and gently pushed a bank card that had been on the table in front of him in front of him in front of him.

"The password of this card is six eights, the grace of saving lives cannot be repaid, a little heart, and please Mr. Zhao don't refuse!" Fang Wenzheng smiled and motioned for Zhao Fan to accept it, and said in a sincere tone.

"Your life hasn't been completely saved, I'll take the card first, and I'll take time to treat you again in two days!" Zhao Fan nodded and smiled, and casually put the bank card into the pocket of his clothes.

"Brother, how can you do this? At that time, the situation was urgent, and you had the ability to help, just a gesture, how could you still accept other people's money?" Zhao Rui saw that Zhao Fan accepted the money given by Fang Wenzheng without hesitation, and said with a pair of big eyes glaring at Zhao Fan.

"How much money is in the card?" Zhao Fan smiled and looked at Fang Wenzheng and asked.

"It's not much, it's just 10 million!" Fang Wenzheng smiled slightly and said casually.

"10 million? Fang Dong, how can you give him so much money? Brother, why don't you hurry up and return the money to others? You accepted it without even asking, this is 10 million!" Zhao Rui's hand shook, and she ran over and took it out of Zhao Fan's pocket, wanting to take out the card and return it to Fang Wenzheng.

Zhao Fan stretched out his hand to cover his pocket, looked at Fang Wenzheng with a leisurely gaze and said, "It seems that he has provoked Xiang Desheng, and Fang Dong is also very embarrassed!

"Mr. Zhao misunderstood, with all due respect, the strong dragon can't suppress the head snake, although Mr. Zhao is skilled, but against this person, there is really not much chance of winning. This 10 million can be regarded as a little thing I can do for Mr. Zhao. Mr. Zhao can settle his family first, and it is best to leave here for a while, because it will always cost money to go out. I also have some industries in the provincial capital, if I need to, I can also help arrange it!" Fang Wenzheng's face was straight, and he waved his hand and said seriously.

"No, 10 million is too much! Since my brother dares to cause trouble, there must still be a way to solve it, we can't accept this money!" Zhao Rui said to Fang Wenzheng while pulling Zhao Fan's hand covering his pocket.

"Okay Xiaorui, it's only 10 million, is it necessary to be excited like this? With Fang Dong's worth, it is really not expensive to save his life and receive 10 million in consultation fees! If my guess is correct, Fang Dong should know that he doesn't have many days, right?" Zhao Fan got up and pressed Zhao Rui's shoulder to let him sit down, looked at Fang Wenzheng and asked with a smile.

"I'm seventy years old this year, even if I don't have this disease, it's almost the same!" Fang Wenzheng was quite open-minded, and nodded with a smile.

"Since I've made a move, there will be a beginning and an end. Although I can't tell how many years you have to live, at least I can guarantee that you won't die of a heart attack!" Zhao Fan stood in front of Fang Wenzheng with his hands in his hands, his expression was serious, and he no longer looked like a hanger, and his eyes bloomed with an extremely confident light, which made people have to believe what he said.

"Can my illness really be broken?" Fang Wenzheng stood up with some excitement.

He heard what Tang Xiaojing said before, but he was always skeptical. Now that I heard Zhao Fan say it in person, I still felt a little unbelievable.

With his status, after discovering that he had this disease, what kind of hospitals at home and abroad had not been in? If he could have been cured, he would have been cured a long time ago, where did he still need to carry first-aid medicine with him every day, and be frightened when he walked quickly?

"Yes!" Zhao Fan didn't talk nonsense, and calmly spit out a word in his mouth.

"If Mr. Zhao can really do it, I will do my best to help mediate with Xiang Desheng's matter, and I will add another 10 million consultation fees!" Fang Wenzheng let out a long breath and said to Zhao Fan with a solemn face.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, no one can avoid it, Fang Wenzheng is so open-minded, it is because he has accepted his fate. But now that I know that I can live a few more years, where would I be willing to die like this? There are still a few people in this world who really have lived enough and want to die!

Zhao Rui, who was still pulling with Zhao Fan, heard Fang Wenzheng say that he had to add money, and it was 10 million, so he was stunned directly. Only then did she realize that what Zhao Fan said seemed to be true, rich people really didn't take money seriously in order to live a few more days.

"Don't get involved in Xiang Desheng's affairs, if he really dares to touch my family, I have a way to deal with him. As for curing your illness, it's not too much trouble for me, 10 million is enough!" Zhao Fan smiled and waved his hand, not accepting Fang Wenzheng's overtures again.

"It's out, it's out!"

After eating, Zhao Fan and Fang Wenzheng and their party just walked out of the private room, and found that there were many people waiting outside the door to greet each other. There has been such a big disturbance, which has aroused the curiosity of many people, and everyone wants to know what kind of fierce person he dares to provoke Xiang Desheng of Yipinxuan.

"Don't say it, this guy is really a little handsome! A fierce man who can fight twenty men must have a strong capital, you look at that muscle, it is definitely fierce enough!" A young woman in a fancy dress tightly clamped her slender legs wrapped in black stockings, with an abnormal flush on her face, looking at Zhao Fan with a look.

"If you don't go on an appointment, maybe you can be a mandarin duck with the same fate as others! No matter how handsome you are? What if you can fight? If you offend Mr. Xiang, don't hurry home to explain the aftermath, and dare to show off here, it's just a straw bale full of straw!" Another person next to the woman looked at Zhao Fan like a dead man, and said sarcastically.

"Alas, it's a pity! It shouldn't be, it shouldn't be provoked, it shouldn't be provoked! Otherwise, it's better to spend some money to invite me to be a bodyguard, it can ensure safety and use......" The woman sighed with regret.

After going out, Zhao Fan rejected Fang Wenzheng's proposal to drive him, and directly called a taxi with his sister Zhao Rui.

He fought with Xiang Desheng in order to collect experience points, and from the time Liao Xue opened his mouth to break his legs, he knew that Yipinxuan was not a kind person, and Xiang Desheng was not a good person.

This kind of wool can be picked up, and there is no psychological burden, but there is no need to implicate unrelated people.

Fang Wenzheng's shot was 10 million, and he didn't know that Zhao Fan could completely cure him. Zhao Fan didn't say anything, but he still recognized this person in his heart, this is a person who knows how to be grateful.

Although Fang Wenzheng was quite strong in front of Xiang Desheng, Zhao Fan could see that he was actually a little jealous of this person. Zhao Fan estimated that he really wanted to do it, and a relatively orthodox businessman like Fang Wenzheng was really not Xiang Desheng's opponent.

He gave this money to help Zhao Fan, so that he would not be harmed by Xiang Desheng, but he would not offend Xiang Desheng to death and cause trouble to himself. 10 million is not a small number, and it can be said that the total cost of many ordinary people in a lifetime is less than this number. If he just wanted to pick it up, he didn't need to give so much at all.

The taxi moved forward in the busy city, and neither brother nor sister in the car spoke. Zhao Rui wanted to know where Zhao Fan had gone in the past few years, and asked a few times but didn't get a response, so she fell silent.

I haven't been back for six years, and this small third-tier city has changed a lot, with the traffic on the road and the buildings on the roadside all becoming very unfamiliar. The tunnel that penetrated Dongshan had just been opened when Zhao Fan left, and now the large construction site at the other end of the tunnel had become countless high-rise buildings. The bustling lights have spread to the original suburbs.

The house number of Zhao Fan's house starts with Chengdong Avenue, but in fact, after arriving at Chengdong Avenue, he has to drive two kilometers along the deserted cement path to the inside. Today's weather is bad, and the spilled mud on the potholed concrete road is soaked into thin mud by the rain, and the taxi driver is shouting all the way to add money.

The taxi pulled up in front of an old-fashioned red-brick chemical factory dormitory with mottled walls that had been exposed beneath the concrete walls.

The courtyard is still the yard where he has lived for eighteen years, and the French plane tree in the yard that extends to the fourth floor is still lush and green, and even the graffiti on the blackened courtyard wall still has faint traces left by his childhood.

Raising his eyes and glancing at the south-facing window on the sixth floor, Zhao Fan was a little homesick, and his steps seemed a little heavy.

"Brother, we're home!" Zhao Rui seemed to be able to understand his current mood, stretched out a warm little hand, and pulled him forward.

This building used to be a dormitory for a chemical factory, and when the building was renovated, in order to allow the family to have an independent bathroom, it was added directly from the first floor to the sixth floor, and the light of the stairs was directly blocked, and the stairwell was dark.

"Hey!"

"Hah!"

The brother and sister shouted almost at the same time, waking up the voice-activated street lights in the stairwell. The familiar feeling came back to his heart, and the brother and sister sneered at the same time, and the slightly embarrassed emotions dissipated a lot.

The sixth floor is the top floor, and it is also the floor where their home is located. Before he reached the last flight of stairs, he smelled the pungent aroma of food, and Zhao Fan could smell the sweet and sour pork ribs he loved the most.

When the siblings turned on the last street lamp, they heard hurried footsteps in the house, and then saw the door open suddenly, and the light in the room illuminated the dimly lit stairwell.

Zhao Aiguo, who was wearing an apron and still wearing black-rimmed glasses, and Li Cuilan, who was wearing a blue labor protection suit and had a few strands of white hair on her head, appeared at the narrow door at the same time.

Zhao Fan raised his eyes and saw the sparkling light in the eyes of the couple, his nose was sour, and he said softly in an astringent voice: "Dad, Mom, I'm back!"

"It's good to come back, come into the house quickly! The food is already ready, come into the house and wash your hands and eat!" Li Cuilan wiped the corners of her eyes with a little crampedness. Zhao Aiguo also hurriedly reached out and took the backpack on Zhao Fan's shoulder, and pulled him to the house.

Yellowed tiles, mottled walls due to water leaks, simple folding sofas, TV cabinets with one leg missing, old-fashioned color televisions, and large folding round tables in the color of wood......

Everything is exactly the same as when he left, when he was young, in order to treat him, Zhao Aiguo and his wife almost lost their family wealth. Later, Zhao Rui was born, and his illness was cured, and in order to raise two children, it has always been extremely difficult for them in the working class.

It's just that this seemingly poor family has given him unprecedented warmth, so that even if he walks in the dark, he still has a light in his heart.

Before he could sit down after entering the house, there was a knock on the door, and seeing Zhao Aiguo go to open the door, Zhao Fan also raised his eyes and looked towards the door.

As soon as the door opened, Zhao Fan saw a short-haired girl with bright teeth and bright eyes stretching out her little head to look into the room, and her eyes fell on Zhao Fan's body as soon as her smart eyes under her long eyelashes turned.

"Zhao Xiaofan, you are back!" The girl cheered, squeezed directly into the house from Zhao Aiguo's side, and rushed towards him with joy.