Qiao Luo subconsciously grabbed Ye Fan's wrist to prevent her from passing.
In the current situation, no matter how you look at it, it seems to be the rhythm of finding someone to top the pot.
Ye Fan calmed her with his eyes, and walked over with Huo Jingyan's clothes: "Grandpa Huo."
Elder Huo looked at her without speaking, but looked at the sapphire necklace on her neck.
Not only Elder Huo saw it, but Huo Xiuqin also saw it, her expression changed: "He actually gave it to you."
Although Ye Fan didn't know Huo Xiuqin, he could guess that when she saw her face staring at her necklace unnaturally, she felt that this necklace might not be simple.
"Since he gave it to you, just keep it." Old man Huo said calmly.
But when he got closer, Ye Fan could see his tired and red eyes.
Ye Fan raised her hand and held the sapphire necklace on her neck. Although she wanted to know, she still didn't ask.
Huo Xiuqin looked at her and said in a weird manner: "This is a gift from Jing Yan's father to his mother..." The love necklace.
Old man Huo suddenly scolded: "Shut up."
Ye Fan, who was about to let go of her hand, was startled when she heard Huo Xiuqin's words. She was so sad that she suddenly felt sore and painful.
The door of the rescue room opened, and Lu Qingtao came out and shook his head: "Jing Yan was injured too badly. In addition, his body's original resistance is very weak. If he takes medicine carelessly, he will have serious sequelae, unless he can find my dad. ."
Lu Qingtao is now the head of the Lu family and the son of his father.
Elder Huo frowned, as if thinking about something, Ye Fan asked hurriedly, "Is there no other way?"
She didn't believe that there was no one else in this world who could save Huo Jingyan except Mr. Lu.
Although Lu Qingtao hadn't seen Ye Fan, he heard his father praise her. He was a little bit hesitant to say: "Yes, but..."
Before he could finish his words, Elder Huo interrupted him: "Qingtao, how sure are you?"
Lu Qingtao was silent for a few seconds, and said, "Twenty percent."
If it was Mr. Lu, at least 50%.
Twenty percent is too little.
Ye Fan didn't listen to these words, grabbed his arm and asked, "You just said there is a way."
"There is a way, but..." Lu Qingtao glanced at Father Huo, "That person is not me, nor is it my dad."
Ye Fan asked him, "Who is that?"
However, no one answered her, Ye Fan was anxious and almost roared: "You are just talking."
In the end, Yi Xiuping said a name: "Mo Wenlang."
Upon hearing this name, except for Ye Fan and Qiao Luo, almost everyone's face changed.
Ye Fan walked to Yi Xiupian, grabbed his arm, and asked a little excitedly: "Who is this person and where is he, let's go find him."
Yi Xiuping opened his mouth, and Elder Huo suddenly said, "You are not allowed to go to the Mo family."
"Why?" Ye Fan's red eyes were puzzled. "Now someone can save Huo Jingyan, why can't you go to him, Grandpa Huo, Professor, please tell me soon, okay? I beg you, tell me! "
Facing Ye Fan’s pleading, Yi Xiuping’s heart softened: "Mo Wenlang is the son of his teacher and his younger brother, but because he is very extreme and cruel, he likes to study some messy things, if you go to him, you will have to pay what ordinary people can’t imagine. The price, and..."
Ye Fan was anxious now: "And what?"
Yi Xiuping glanced at Mr. Huo, and finally set his eyes on Huo Xiuqin: "Moreover, the reason why Jing Yan did this is because of the ghost of the Mo family."
Huo Xiuqin turned his head with some guilty conscience. In the past, Mr. Huo collapsed the Mo family in angrily, and the Homo family became feuds.
Hearing this, Ye Fan let go of him: "So, you all think he won't save Huo Jingyan, right?"
No one answered her because the answer was obvious.
Finally, I gave her hope, but now it makes her desperate. Ye Fan took two steps back, and the clothes in his hand almost fell to the ground.
The clothes did not fall, but a bloody paper fell out of the clothes.
Ye Fan picked up the piece of paper, opened it with trembling hands, and instantly burst into tears.
This piece of paper is the four words that Ye Fan wrote to him: May Jun Ankang!
Qiao Luo was standing behind her, looking at the four words with blood, and then at Ye Fan's appearance, she didn't understand what was going on.
Her nose was sore and she hugged Ye Fan's shoulders, but Ye Fan broke free from her and looked at Yi Xiuping: "Professor, tell me, where is Mo Wenlang?"
Yi Xiuping said an address, not far from Ningcheng. He was defeated by Mr. Huo, and Mo Wenlang's father almost escaped from Kyoto, and finally ended up bitterly.
"Thank you, Professor, Huo Jingyan will ask you."
After Ye Fan finished speaking, he asked Huo Qiu to get the key. Huo Qiu just wanted to disturb the key and hand her the key. Old man Huo glared at her: "I said I'm not allowed to go to the Mo family. Didn't you hear?"
Ye Fan snatched the key, wiped away his tears and looked directly at Old Huo: "I heard it, but I can't listen to you. Huo Jingyan can't die."
Elder Huo was almost furious: "You went to him just to kill Jing Yan."
"No, I will ask him to save Huo Jingyan. This is his last chance."
She asked Mo Wenlang to save Huo Jingyan even if one life was changed.
Regardless of Old Man Huo's roar, Ye Fan walked firmly and resolutely.
Even Qiao Luo and Huo Qiu wanted to go with her, but she refused.
Old man Huo had complicated eyes, and Huo Xiuqin quickly said: "Dad, you really let her go to Mo Wenlang, in case..."
Elder Huo swept over with a sharp eye, and she closed her eyes obediently.
"Let her find if she wants to, and none of you are allowed to help." Old man Huo looked at Lu Qingtao: "Qingtao, Jing Yan will leave it to you."
He didn't believe that Ye Fan could find Mo Wenlang, even if he did, he didn't believe that Mo Wenlang would save Huo Jingyan.
"Uncle Huo..."
Elder Huo raised his hand to stop him: "Go!"
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Ye Fan put on Huo Jingyan's bloody clothes, with tears in his eyes, but a smile on his face. It was a smile of hope.
Huo Jingyan, wait for me, no matter what the price is, I will save you!
Ye Fan drove to find Mo Wenlang according to the address, but knocked on his door but no one answered.
"Mo Wenlang, are you here, Mo Wenlang..."
Ye Fan shouted at the door of Mo Wenlang's house from night to the next morning. Mo Wenlang lived in a remote area. There were almost no people. If it weren't for Mo Wenlang's letters in the mailbox, she would think that there was no one living here at all.
Because even at night, Mo Wenlang did not turn on the lights at home.
Ye Fan shouted so that his voice became hoarse, and he sat in front of his house and waited. Another day passed. Ye Fan was hungry, thirsty and tired. It was still raining. By night, it was already pouring rain with lightning and thunder.
Ye Fan was still wearing Huo Jingyan's bloody clothes, hugged herself tightly, leaned against the door, and let the storm hit her face, even though she was hungry, thirsty and sleepy, and didn't close her eyes for a few days. My eyes were a little sore, and finally my eyes were blurred and fell in front of the door.