Old man Lu was surprised: "Gangcheng?"
Dong Penghui nodded hurriedly: "Yes, it's Hong Kong City. That person's accent is very special. I went to Hong Kong City later. They talked in this way. I will definitely not get it wrong."
Hong Kong City has only returned in nine years. It speaks very differently from China. The accent is very heavy, and you can tell it when you hear it.
But Father Lu couldn't think of any feast between him and the people over there in Gangcheng.
Mr. Lu has cured and saved countless people throughout his life, and countless people have thanked him, and he has never had a grudge with anyone.
"Grandpa." Ye Fan saw that Grandpa Lu was worried.
Mr. Lu's expression was a little unpleasant: "Xiao Fan, do you know that your mother has friends in Hong Kong City?"
According to Dong Penghui, he took the man 5 million to kill Ye Fan’s mother and daughter, but Ye Fan was rescued. He was afraid that the man would not give the money, so he asked Yu Huili to find a way to survive. Ye Fan took it away, and Lu Xiaoqi changed her name to the current Ye Fan.
Ye Fan heard that the name Gangcheng was too unfamiliar.
"I don't know if there is any." Ye Fan has no memory of his childhood. "Grandpa, I have contacted Dr. Wang. She explained that she can come here tomorrow."
Father Lu: "That's good, but I still say that, don't be too reluctant, do your best."
Ye Fan's eyes were firm, with a hint of coldness: "I also want to know who is hurting us."
Mr. Lu's eyes were complicated: "Although your mother is cold-tempered, she never takes the initiative to grudge against others. We don't know who we have met after running away from home for so long, just in case..."
Ye Fan pressed his lips tightly, lowered his eyes, and Elder Lu continued: "Have you ever thought about it in case it has something to do with your father?"
That person not only wanted to kill Lu Qingyao, but even Ye Fan also wanted to kill him. What kind of deep hatred was it that would use this method of cutting grass and roots.
There has always been chaos in Hong Kong, where various forces fought openly and secretly, killing people on the street, let alone buying murder.
Ye Fan raised his eyes: "Whether it is related to him or not, I have to find out. My mother can't die in vain."
The next day, Doctor Wang came to Ye Fan's room.
Doctor Wang smiled gently: "Miss Ye, you seem to be in good shape. Have you had any nightmares recently?"
Ye Fan shook his head: "No."
It is that Huo Jingyan is not by his side and is a little insomnia.
Ye Fan lay on the bed and said to Doctor Wang: "Doctor Wang, I'm ready, let's start!"
Doctor Wang said, "Don't worry, relax."
As she said, she started to play a piece of light music to relax her, lighted the aromatherapy, and just chatted about the latest things as usual.
Finally entered the topic.
Doctor Wang's voice seemed to have magical power: "Do you miss your mother?"
Ye Fan replied unconsciously: "Yes."
Doctor Wang: "If you miss your mother, go find her!"
Ye Fan seemed to be in a dream. There was a cloud of mist in front of her. She couldn't see clearly and couldn't go out, but she was thinking of her mother. She had to break through if she wanted to find her mother.
As time passed by, Mr. Lu and Mrs. Lu both waited anxiously at the door.
Mrs. Lu asked: "It's been so long, will Xiao Fan be in danger?"
Elder Lu comforted her: "No, Dr. Wang has a sense of measure."
In the room, Ye Fan seemed to be asleep, but in her dream she finally lifted the fog and saw everything in front of her, but she did not see her mother, but saw a weak young man lying on the edge of the grass.
"Huo Jingyan?" Ye Fan was stunned on the spot, isn't this Huo Jingyan when he was a child
When she was shocked, a little girl ran not far away, tied two braids and ran to the teenager Huo Jingyan, sniffed his nose, and turned her head back and smiled brightly at the other teenager.
"Brother Wen Lang, he is not dead yet, he is angry." The little girl waved to the teenager, "Hurry up and help."
Ye Fan looked at the gloomy teenager in surprise, this... Isn't this Mo Wenlang
The little girl called him Brother Wenlang, then this little girl is... herself.
Ye Fan does not have a picture of his childhood, but the red birthmark on his earlobe is so unique.
Mo Wenlang walked over impatiently, glanced at the young Huo Jingyan, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his lips: "Even if he doesn't die now, he will die soon. Let's go. Auntie is still at home waiting for us to eat."
Xiaoye Fan frowned and was unhappy: "How can you die, I hate you."
Mo Wenlang's face became more gloomy, but there was a smile on his face: "I can't save you? I told you a long time ago that you don't want to save everything, you can't save some people."
Xiaoye Fan's cheeks were bulging with anger, and struggling to put Xiao Huo Jingyan on his back, without even looking at Mo Wenlang.
I don't know whether to tell Mo Wenlang or to tell myself: "I want to save, and I must save him. You are so bad, I won't play with you anymore."
Mo Wenlang walked behind Xiao Ye Fan and was noncommittal about what she said. Seeing her difficult backer, he didn't mean to go up and help at all.
"Mom, mom..." Xiao Ye Fan was so tired and sweaty before she had a home, her cheeks flushed, "Mom, mom..."
At this moment, a woman walked out of the door, and this time Ye Fan could see the woman's face clearly. Wasn't it the face in the photo
mom.
She finally saw her mother.
Seeing her coming out, Xiao Ye Fan's eyes lit up: "Mom, this brother is still angry, shall we save him?"
Lu Qingyao stepped forward to take Xiao Huo Jingyan over, and was stunned for a moment, but Xiao Ye Fan didn't pay attention, but Ye Fan noticed.
It should be his mother who recognized Huo Jingyan.
Next is Lu Qingyao's treatment for Huo Jingyan. Every time after the treatment, her mother will sigh, and Xiaoye Fan is very worried.
"Mom, can that brother be saved? He looks so pitiful."
Lu Qingyao said lightly: "Everyone has his own life."
As soon as Xiaoye Fan heard this, his eyes immediately turned red: "But doesn't my mother often say that man can conquer the sky? I rescued him, and I must heal him."
After speaking, he ran away.
Xiaoye Fan walked to Xiao Jingyan's side, and her eyes opened wide when she saw Xiaojing's red eyes. "Little brother looks really good-looking."
When he came back from the rescue, he was embarrassed and his face was dirty. Now that he was cleaned, he looked unexpectedly beautiful. Coupled with his fragile body, it is easy for people to have a desire for protection and do not want him to die.
Xiaoye Fan took a crookedly woven red rope from the cabinet and put it on Xiao Jingyan’s wrist: "This is what Xiaowu next door taught me to make. She said this is called a safety rope, which can keep you safe, but your body is too weak. No, even my mother can’t do anything about it, but it’s okay. My health is good. I rarely get sick since I was a child. I can divide my health into half for you. Will you open your eyes?"
After Xiaoye Fan finished speaking, Xiao Jingyan, who had been in a coma, really opened his eyes.