Really young master, he came to the pride gate

Song Fanyin did not go back to the company with Huo Chiyan, but asked Secretary Wang to send him back to Yueyuan.

Huo Chiyan watched Song Fanyin leave, raised his eyelids, motioned for Secretary Wang to drive, and at the same time gave orders sternly.

"Go get someone to look up Song Fanyin's information."

He wanted to know what happened to Song Fanyin.

Secretary Wang nodded repeatedly, remembered something, and suddenly said: "Mr. Huo, when you and Young Master Song left just now, I heard from Professor Shen that Young Master Song seemed to be escorted by the emperor."

Ever since Song Shao married Mr. Huo, the news came from somewhere that Song Shao's grades were not good, and he had a bad career in high school. Because of this, he was often gossiped by the employees of Huo's Group.

He was also one of them.

But now... Hiss, my face really hurts.

Huo Chiyan's fingers holding the document tightened suddenly, his cold eyes narrowed dangerously, "Emperor recommends it?"

"Yes." Secretary Wang nodded while driving, "Ms. Jiang asked Professor Shen."

Huo Chiyan kept his face sullen and said nothing. After a while, he said coldly, "Check his information first."

"it is good."

this head.

After Song Fanyin returned to Yueyuan, he first greeted Uncle Zhong and Mama Zhong, then went back to his room and turned on the computer.

There is a WeChat program on his computer, he clicked on the program, then switched to another WeChat, and logged on.

His WeChat avatar is very simple, just a simple black background with a Sanskrit character written on it, and his name is also simple, an English word.

Owl, translated as owl in Chinese.

If Huo Chiyan or Secretary Wang saw it, they would be shocked.

Because his wechat name is actually the same name as the legendary doctor on the dark web.

As soon as wechat was logged in, countless messages popped up.

Song Fanyin ignored him, found the person he was looking for, and played a message.

[Owl: Send a message, I have accepted the operation of Mrs. Huo in the First City Hospital. 】

He posted it in the group.

As soon as it appeared, the WeChat group with only ten people immediately caused an uproar.

[Fairy: Damn, I read that right, right? Owl, is it really you? 】

[Monkey Three Sticks: Come on, come on, is it raining red? [panic] Tell me, I'm not dreaming, is it really the boss? 】

[Ling Xing: People are stupid.I suspect I am dreaming. 】

The messages kept being swiped, but within a minute, dozens of messages were swiped.

Song Fanyin's eyes swept over the news one by one, and a slight warmth flashed across his tired eyes.

[Owl: Hmm.came back. 】

[Monkey Three Sticks: What a boss. [crying wildly] Boss, I miss you so much.If you say you want to go to study, just go for further study, why don't you contact us.And who is this Mrs. Huo?Why are you having this surgery. 】

In just one minute, the goblin posted a message.

[Fairy: Mrs. Huo, the grandma of Huo Chiyan, the president of the Huo Group, suffers from myocardial failure and is currently recuperating in the No. [-] Hospital of the city. 】

Fairy is also a well-known hacker on the dark web, her hacking skills are comparable to Song Fanyin's.

Song Fanyin typed lightly.

[Owl: Hmm.is her.Ling Xing made arrangements and informed the city hospital that I would accept the operation, and the time, it was scheduled for the day after tomorrow. 】

Ling Xing said hello.

[Monkey Three Sticks: Boss, what alias are you going to use this time?Song Xing or Song End. 】

Song Fanyin: "..."

He was speechless for a while.

[Owl: Use Song Huo. 】

Song Huo is the name he often uses, which is the Song expert that the director of the city's No. [-] Hospital said.

【Fairy: ...】

【Monkey Three Sticks:...】

【Ling Xing: ...】

To be honest, the level of their boss naming is really unique.

Song Fanyin chatted with them a few more words, then quit WeChat, and cleared all the information on the computer at the same time.

After finishing all this, he took his computer and went back downstairs.

Seeing that he was about to leave, Uncle Zhong couldn't help asking: "Ma'am, where are you going?"

It was time for dinner soon, and he still thought about having another meal with his wife.

Song Fanyin nodded lightly, quite politely, "Going out on business, I won't be back for two days."

Uncle Zhong snorted, and said cautiously: "Madam, you are going to run away from home, right?"

Song Fanyin: "..."

He glanced at Uncle Zhong with a lazy expression, "No, I just have something to do."

Uncle Zhong felt relieved, smiled and sent him outside the door, and waved his hand, "The lady will come back early."

He also wants to eat scallion pancakes again.

Song Fanyin hummed slowly.

After leaving Yueyuan, he took a taxi directly and returned to Lanyue.

When Zhou Shao came back, he saw him and asked in surprise, "Boss, why are you back again?"

He called the boss the day before yesterday, didn't the boss say that he lived in Yueyuan recently?

Song Fanyin was looking at Grandma Huo's medical records, raised his eyelids, and lazily said, "I have something to do."

Zhou Shao touched his head, not daring to say more.

Song Fanyin ignored him. After reading the medical records, he made a prediction about possible problems during the operation, and then returned to the room.

Huo Group here.

Huo Chiyan also received news that the expert surnamed Song was willing to operate on Grandma Huo.

He frowned, raised his eyes, and looked at Secretary Wang, "Didn't you say that the expert hasn't been contacted yet? Why did you suddenly agree?"

In the past two days, he has been asking Secretary Wang to check the other party's news, but except for the surname Song and an email address, there is nothing else, as if it doesn't exist at all.

Secretary Wang was also at a loss, "The other party said that he happened to be interested in the old lady's case, so he was willing to visit the doctor."

Huo Chiyan's eyes were silent, and after a while, he narrowed his eyes and said slowly, "What's that man's name?"

"Song Huo."

Huo Chiyan frowned.

Also surnamed Song?It has the same surname as Song Fanyin, but why is the name so strange?

But it’s good if you’re willing to visit the doctor, after all, grandma’s illness can’t be delayed.

Time passed by, and soon it was the day after tomorrow when Song Fanyin performed surgery on Grandma Huo.

When he got up in the morning, he went to visit Grandma Huo in the ward as usual.

Grandma Huo knew that she was going to have an operation today, and she looked very nervous, holding his hand tightly, "Little boy, grandma is a little scared, do you think the doctor will cut my heart?"

If cut open, can she still live?

Song Fanyin's brows were very gentle, and he comforted her patiently, "Don't worry, it's just a minor operation, it won't be cut open."

Grandma Huo breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good, that's good. Little boy, to tell you the truth, grandma is really worried. What do you think that kid Huo Chiyan is doing? I'm getting old, let me suffer from this What's the crime?"

Life and death are fate, and she is not a person who is afraid of death, so she has to suffer this kind of crime.

Song Fanyin didn't speak, but obediently responded.

Grandma Huo babbled a few more words, and then she gradually relaxed from her nervousness.

Song Fanyin was by her side, patiently explaining the operation method to her.

This is what Huo Chiyan saw when he entered the room.

Grandma Huo sat in front of the hospital bed, the beautiful young man's brows and eyes softened, and the usual indifference and laziness faded away, making her look extraordinarily relaxed.

His eyes moved slightly, he pursed his lips, and walked over, "Grandma."

Grandma Huo glanced at him and muttered, "Why are you so late?"

His little boy has been here for more than half an hour.

Huo Chi said: "..."

Is he really his grandson?Also, why did Song Fanyin get up so early?

Just as he was speaking, the door of the ward was opened again, and a young man with black hair and black eyes walked in, followed by Dean Wang.

After entering, the young man swept Song Fanyin's indifferent gaze, then retracted it as if nothing had happened, and opened his mouth lightly.

"Mr. Huo, hello, I am the chief surgeon this time. My surname is Song and my name is Huo."

That is Song Huo.

Huo Chi said: "..."

No matter how many times he heard it, the name always made him feel powerless to vomit.