Really young master, he came to the pride gate

He persuaded his wife to give up this idea, and Song Fanyin drove her back home.

Mr. She was also here today, and when he saw him coming back, he snorted heavily, "How much did you charge for the consultation?"

Song Fanyin was less lazy and more affectionate towards Mr. She, "5000 million, half of it will be given to Master at that time."

Mr. She turned his head proudly, "Whoever wants your money, go and go, it's an eyesore. There is a document on my desk, it's about the laboratory, you can take it and read it yourself."

Song Fanyin's phoenix eyes flashed, "Master, have you found that laboratory?"

Mr. She shook his head, "No, you also know how strict that laboratory is. When you go out there, unless you have a nameplate, don't even try to know the location. What I found is only related to that laboratory. Check it out for you. Is there any help?"

Song Fanyin nodded slightly, "Thank you, Master."

After leaving She's house, he sat in the car and opened the documents. The contents were indeed as Master said, and they were all related to the laboratory. These documents were similar to those given to him by Zero.

Disappointment flashed between his brows, he closed the document and threw it aside.

Where is it?Why did it disappear without a trace?If the laboratory is no longer found, the poison on his body...

Thinking of this, Song Fanyin's phoenix eyes drooped, a little irritable.

He stepped on the accelerator and drove the car back to Lanyue.

As soon as I arrived at the door, I saw two trucks parked at the door of the villa next to me, moving things in and out.

He raised his lower eyelids, a little puzzled.

If he remembers correctly, the villa next to him has an owner. When he went out two days ago, he met the hostess inside.

Is it a replacement now?

The hostess of the villa happened to be at the side, saw Song Fanyin, and greeted with a smile, "Young Master Song is back?"

Song Fanyin couldn't remember the other party's name, so he nodded slightly, "Just arrived."

The hostess was probably eager to vent her excitement, and regardless of her unfamiliarity with Song Fanyin, she said happily: "We are moving, and the villa at home has been sold. It is strange to say that a gentleman came over yesterday afternoon and insisted on seeing it. Came to our house and paid me [-] million yuan to buy our villa, don't you think it's strange?"

Because Lanyue's villa is in the suburbs, the price is lower than that of Yueyuan in the city center, and the price of a set is almost [-] million.

Who was so taken advantage of by buying this old house at a price nearly half higher than the market price.

Song Fanyin thought casually, the corners of his lips curved slightly, "Then congratulations."

The hostess covered her mouth, "Maybe we are lucky, Mr. Song, you may not know that Israel not only paid [-] million, but also gave us a large flat in the urban area for nothing. Hey, it's really nice to be rich."

"Oh, stop talking, I'm going to move things."

Song Fanyin nodded at her politely, but didn't pay attention, and turned back into the room.

Tomorrow Jiang Youning will be treated, and he is also preparing some medicinal materials and things.

As soon as he returned to the room, the phone in his pocket rang.

He took it out, glanced at it slowly, and picked it up, "Say."

On the other end was Secretary Wang's obsequious and obsequious voice, "Song Shao, the money has been sent to you, please pay attention to check it. Mr. Huo asked me to ask you if you have any other requests."

Song Fanyin smiled lazily, "Is your Mr. Huo so cheap now? Are you so fast?"

It is not enough to give him 5000 million and [-] million, and he has to ask him to raise conditions.

Secretary Wang hurriedly covered the phone, carefully glanced at Huo Chiyan who was sitting aside, and said haha, "I'm not worried about Young Master Song."

Huo Chiyan's face was cold, his lips were pursed extremely tightly, and he looked extremely unhappy.

Song Fanyin was keenly aware of the pause in Secretary Wang's tone, and lazily said: "Tell Huo Chiyan that there is no other need, only one, don't let him bother me."

Secretary Wang: "..."

Song Shao really dare to say that he dare not look at Mr. Huo's face now.

After hanging up the phone, he thought about it and said, "Mr. Huo, you...you heard everything?"

Huo Chiyan clenched the pen tightly, as if he wanted to break the pen.

"I'm not deaf."

Secretary Wang immediately shut up and looked at him chillingly.

Huo Chiyan suppressed the anger in his heart, and threw the pen heavily on the table, "Is the new house ready?"

Secretary Wang nodded quickly, "I'm already moving, and the assistant replied that I can stay at night."

Huo Chiyan's face looked a little better now, his cold eyes were like cold wind, and he swept over lightly, "If Song Fanyin asks, do you know how to say it?"

Secretary Wang immediately recited the remarks he had prepared before, "The circuit in Yueyuan is aging, and there was a fire last night. For safety, we need to fully renovate now."

Huo Chiyan nodded slightly, and his voice was as deep as ice, "I tell you, if anyone misses a word, go to South Africa to mine."

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Here.

Song Fanyin didn't prepare the things Jiang Youning wanted to use until evening.

He stretched himself, packed up his things, got up and walked to the window, and glanced out casually.

Next to it is the villa that was moved during the day, and the lights have been turned on at this time, and it seems that they have already lived in it.

He didn't care, he drew the curtains and turned into the bedroom.

The next day.

Huo Chiyan rushed over with Jiang Youning.

Jiang Youning was sitting in a wheelchair, and Secretary Wang pushed her. When she saw Song Fanyin, she greeted her courteously, "Good morning, Young Master Song."

Song Fanyin was woken up early in the morning, feeling depressed all over his body, glanced at the three of them lightly, and nodded Huo Chiyan with his chin.

"Mr. Huo, didn't you hear what I said yesterday?"

Huo Chiyan paused, "I'm worried, come and have a look."

Jiang Youning's irritable mood since yesterday finally improved by two points, and she smiled softly, "Chi Yan, I'm fine."

She said, Chi Yan still loves her, otherwise how could he be willing to give Song Fanyin [-] million.

Song Fan poured a glass of milk and took a sip slowly, "Afraid that I will be bad for your Bai Yueguang? Okay, then just watch."

After all, five hundred million, it's normal to be worried.

Huo Chiyan didn't answer.

Song Fanyin first drank the milk slowly, baked a piece of bread, and spread some honey on it. After eating, he raised his chin to Huo Chiyan, "Put him on the sofa and sit."

Huo Chiyan didn't move, and looked sideways at Secretary Wang.

Secretary Wang who received the signal: "..."

Why does he always have to be cannon fodder?Also, Mr. Huo, how are you doing now?Are you going to keep your masculinity?

Resignedly, he helped Jiang Youning up, and carefully helped him onto the sofa.

Song Fanyin went to clean his hands first, then took out the silver needles he had prepared, and after Jiang Youning rolled up his trouser legs, he stuck them in without saying hello.

The severe pain spread up like ants gnawing densely.

The blood on Jiang Youning's face faded like a tide, and her slender body trembled slightly, "It hurts so much. Chi Yan, I hurt so much."

Huo Chiyan was sitting on the single sofa beside him, with a cold and handsome face. Hearing this, he looked sideways at Secretary Wang.

"did not hear it?"

Secretary Wang: "..."

Really enough.

He looked at Jiang Youning bitterly, "Miss Jiang, why don't you hold back?"

Jiang Youning: "..."

What does Huo Chiyan mean now?The person she called was him, not Secretary Wang!Now Secretary Wang is his avatar.

She endured the severe pain, dripping with cold sweat, "Chi Yan, I just want to grab your hand."

Why did Huo Chiyan become like this now?Is she the one he likes?

Huo Chiyan looked around on the sofa, and continued to direct Secretary Wang, "Bring that pillow to Miss Jiang."

After a pause, he looked at Jiang Youning again, "It's useless to grab my hand, a pillow is more suitable."

Jiang Youning: "..."

Song Fanyin couldn't help but glanced at Huo Chiyan, his hands froze.

What does the last name Huo mean?Isn't Jiang Youning his white moonlight?Don't care now?

Huo Chiyan noticed his gaze, and raised his eyes slightly, "What? You want me to help you get something?"

Song Fanyin was indifferent, and looked away, "I see you are an eyesore."

Huo Chiyan pursed his lips in displeasure, and moved to another sofa next to him.

Song Fanyin: "..."

Is this Huo guy a little crazy?

The treatment process was very long, almost an hour without interruption.

When the treatment was finally over, not only Jiang Youning, but also Song Fanyin's forehead was dripping with cold sweat.

He casually wiped the sweat from his forehead, put away the silver needle, "Okay, come back tomorrow."

After speaking, he supported the sofa and stood up, caught off guard, dizzy for a while, and fell forward involuntarily.

Secretary Wang was taken aback, and hurriedly supported him, speaking anxiously, "Young Master Song, how are you? Are you okay?"

Huo Chiyan was a step late, and silently withdrew his hand, staring at Secretary Wang with cold eyes.

Song Fanyin waved his hands casually, and was about to speak, when he suddenly felt a fishy sweetness in his throat, and couldn't help but groan.

A stream of blood flowed out from the corner of his lips, staining his bloodless lips bright red.

The poison in his body is gone, this time it should be worse than the last time he treated Grandma Huo.

Huo Chiyan's eyes suddenly changed sharply, and his heart skipped a beat. He went straight over, snatched Song Fanyin from Secretary Wang's hand, and hugged him horizontally.

"How are you? Are you okay?"

The tone is a rare anxiety in his life.

Song Fanyin was weak all over, the blood in his body was hot and cold, causing him extreme pain, he struggled slightly, his lazy voice contained weakness.

"Put me down."

The last time he was really out of strength, this time he didn't want to be hugged by Huo Chiyan again.

Huo Chiyan frowned and looked at him, with anger in his voice, "At this time, you still want to fight with me?"

Song Fanyin was unmoved, with no emotion on his beautiful face, "Put me down, or get out."

Huo Chiyan's jaw tightened suddenly, and with a cold face, he put him on the sofa, "Go and call the doctor, and let him come over right away."

It was the same in the hospital last time, Song Fanyin's condition was not right at that time, but the examination result was good.

Why, did it happen again this time?

What is the similarity between last time and this time?

Secretary Wang was also frightened and nodded hurriedly.

Jiang Youning was still waiting for Huo Chiyan to care about him, but when he saw this scene, his face was distorted with anger.

Here again, this trick again, is Song Fanyin sure that Huo Chiyan won't let him go?

She lowered her eyes, concealed her expression, and pretended to blame herself, "Song Shao, how are you? If I knew that treating me would hurt you like this, I would rather be limping."

Song Fanyin was leaning on the sofa, his face was pale, the only color was the blood at the corner of his lips, and his whole body was filled with an unbearable sense of weakness.

Hearing Jiang Youning's words, he slowly raised his eyelids, "Death is fine, but the money will not be refunded."