Are you sure?! ”

When Yang Jianping heard this, he was immediately overjoyed, "Doctor Tang is back?" ”

The doctor nodded.

"Then what are you still standing for, don't go and invite!"

"Yes, yes!"

Several doctors and nurses nodded their heads and hurried out of the room.

"Dad...... Am I not getting better...... Am I never going to be able to stand up again? ”

At this moment, a crying voice came.

Yang Jianping took a deep breath, turned around, looked at a haggard young man lying on the hospital bed, and smiled reluctantly: "Zechen, what nonsense are you talking about, your legs will definitely be fine!"

Didn't you hear that just now? Doctor Tang is back!

As long as Doctor Tang makes a move, you will definitely stand up again! ”

"Yes, Chenchen, don't worry, we will definitely find a way to cure you."

A graceful woman sitting on the edge of the bed wiped her tears and said.

"Mom, I hate, I hate!"

Yang Zechen gritted his teeth, his eyes were fierce, "It's all Fang Xun's bastard!"

If it weren't for him, Yunfei wouldn't have died, and I wouldn't have been paralyzed!

I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him, I'm going to kill him!" ”

"Don't worry, if you dare to touch our Yang family, my mother will definitely let him die a good death!"

The graceful woman answered in a fierce voice.

As she spoke, the woman looked at Yang Jianping and said, "Old Yang, why don't you hurry up and find a way to avenge your sons!"

Yunfei is dead, and Chenchen is like this, are you going to do nothing? ”

Yang Jianping's face was gloomy, he rubbed his temples, and said, "What do you mean I don't do anything?"

In the past two days, I have also inquired about the news of Fang Xun's kid.

It's just that that kid is a little bit not simple.

In just one month, he subdued Nanyue, and even He Pingchuan, the president of the Nanyue Martial Arts Association, was killed by him.

That kid is so evil that if you don't think of a perfect solution, you can't get rid of him at all. ”

"Lao Yang, what do you mean? Will we not take revenge on this? ”

The woman screamed.

"I didn't say I wouldn't take revenge, I just said I needed to plan it well."

Yang Jianping replied, and then said: "I will contact Song Qilin in the next two days and ask him to help think of a way."

After all, Qi Lin was in Western Guangdong Province, very close to Southern Guangdong Province, and he could disturb the news of that kid more clearly.

It was more convenient and easier for him to help get rid of Fang Xun. ”

"Makes sense."

The woman nodded and said, "I heard that Qi Lin has a good relationship with the Miao family in western Guangdong.

The Miao family kills people silently and unpredictably, and with their help, the chance of killing that kid is even greater.

Moreover, this will not affect our Yang family. ”

"Well, I'll talk to Qi Lin about that."

Yang Jianping also thinks this idea is good.

"Hahaha......"

Yang Zechen laughed maniacally, he stared at the ceiling and hissed, "Fang Xun, you are dead!" ”

……

Time flies, and three days have passed in the blink of an eye.

Nowadays, the Bauhinia Club is famous, and in addition to people from Zhonghai, people from other provinces and cities are also coming here, so the business of the Bauhinia Club is getting better and better.

Moreover, today's Bauhinia Club, as the No. 1 conference hall in China Shipping, is backed by the Wulong Chamber of Commerce, so very few people dare to make trouble in the Bauhinia Club.

Unconsciously, the Bauhinia Club has also become a forbidden place in Zhonghai, as well as a safe place.

Early morning.

Zhonghai high-speed railway station.

Fang Xun got on the high-speed train bound for Xiangcheng in western Guangdong Province.

It was nine o'clock in the morning, and the train had not yet started.

Fang Xun was sitting in his place and was answering a phone call.

"Brother Xun, the situation of the Datong Chamber of Commerce, the Cloud Chamber of Commerce, the Heaven and Earth Chamber of Commerce, and the Guangdong West Martial Arts Association has been inquired clearly."

"Very good, Tianshun, I'm already on the high-speed rail, I can arrive at the Xiangcheng high-speed rail station at almost noon, what's the matter, let's meet and talk about it."

After speaking, Fang Xun hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone, Fang Xun was about to put away his mobile phone, but unexpectedly a prompt sound sounded on WeChat.

He opened WeChat and looked at it and found that it was a group message.

This WeChat group was built by class president Peng Xiaojun when he was in high school.

If he hadn't received this group news today, Fang Xun would have forgotten that there was such a group.

clicked in, and Fang Xun saw that this message was sent by Peng Xiaojun, and he also @ everyone in the group.

Dear students, I will hold a wedding at Jinhua Hotel in western Guangdong Province at noon on the 15th of this month, and I sincerely invite you to come and attend my wedding.

There were forty-five people in the group, but only five or six people said they wanted to participate.

Fang Xun sighed in his heart, and he also knew that people were very realistic now, and when they were out of society, any classmate friendship had long since ceased to exist.

Just like the last class reunion, Fang Xun also completely saw through the warmth and coldness of people.

What's more, when he was in high school, everyone knew that Peng Xiaojun had good grades, but his family conditions were very bad, so not many people got close to him.

Fang Xun didn't want to join in the fun, but after thinking about it, Peng Xiaojun had helped him a lot, and he seemed to have borrowed a hundred yuan from him.

Before he could return it, he was taken away by the master.

This time Peng Xiaojun got married, if he didn't go, he wouldn't be able to say it.

Besides, Peng Xiaojun is in western Guangdong Province, so it is convenient to go by himself.

The grace of dripping water is reciprocated by springs.

If he is in trouble, I will naturally help him.

So, Fang Xun also replied: Xiaojun, I will definitely be there then.

When Fang Xun's news was sent, the group suddenly exploded.

"Is Fang Xun really you? It's been a long time, but you'll definitely come! ”

"OMG! Am I right? The disappeared population deceited?! ”

"Fang Xun, why haven't you heard from you for so many years? Where did you go when you dropped out? ”

"Brother Fang, how is the mix now, if you mix well, take the elder brother with you!"

"Huh? What's going on? Zhang Hao and Hao Yifan, why did they suddenly withdraw from the group? ”

……

One news after another came overwhelmingly, which made Fang Xun cry and laugh.

As for Zhang Hao and Hao Yifan's withdrawal from the group, Fang Xun didn't pay attention to it.

Fang Xun didn't speak in the group, he directly set a silence and quit the group chat.

However, as soon as Fang Xun put away his mobile phone, a burst of fragrant wind suddenly came to his face.

As soon as he looked up, he saw a pretty figure approaching.

With long hair like ink, picturesque eyebrows, a red jacket on top, a pair of black slim trousers underneath, a pair of black canvas shoes under his feet, and a large backpack on his back, he looks neat and neat.

Black slim trousers outline the perfect curves of the woman's figure, with long hips and long legs, tight and straight, and the proportion of thickness is flawless.

Everyone in the carriage looked sideways and was stunned.

"Oh my God, Goddess!"

Someone even exclaimed directly.

It's just that when he saw this woman, Fang Xun suddenly felt that his mind was blank for a while.

How is she?

How did she get here?

Fang Xun took a deep breath and said in surprise: "Red leaves, why are you here?!" ”

The person who came was the owner of the Red Man Pavilion, Qin Hongye.

Qin Hongye walked over, put the backpack on it, and then sat next to Fang Xun generously.

She looked at Fang Xun calmly, her red lips opened lightly, "Fang Xun, I'll go to western Guangdong with you." ”