Chapter 34

The next morning, after the Tang family of three went to work, Ye Fei quickly finished his household chores and prepared to go to the job market to look for work.

Tang Ruoxue was so eager for him to work that he had to find a job as a shield... But before he could leave, Song Hongyan's call came in.

"Little Benefactor, where are you?"

Her tone was as gentle as a spring breeze: "Are you free now?"

Ye Fei's expression tightened: "President Song, what's wrong? Is Xixi in trouble?"

Xixi was the first person he saved, and being so young, Ye Fei didn't want anything to happen to her.

Song Hongyan showed a hint of emotion: "No, no, Xixi's condition has stabilized and she's out of danger."

Ye Fei let out a sigh of relief: "I'm glad Xixi is fine. I'm free. What's up, President Song?"

"Ye Fei, don't call me President Song. Call me Hongyan or Sister Yan."

Song Hongyan smiled helplessly: "You saved Xixi, calling me President Song is too formal."

"Alright, I'll call you Sister Yan."

Ye Fei hesitated for a moment: "But don't call me Little Benefactor. Just call me Ye Fei."

Song Hongyan giggled: "Okay, I'll call you Ye Fei, or Little Brother."

Little Brother?

Ye Fei felt awkward: "What's up, Sister Yan?"

"It's like this, one of my elders suddenly fell ill half a month ago, often feeling extremely uncomfortable in the stomach."

Song Hongyan explained straightforwardly: "He only feels better when he eats something cold."

"Once he eats something hot or drinks hot water, he becomes extremely painful and even faints."

"He has been to many hospitals and seen many doctors, but there has been no improvement at all, and his nerves have become increasingly weak."

"In less than half a month, he has lost twenty pounds and is in a state of extreme lethargy."

"Last night, he mustered the strength to go out for dinner, but he fainted in the parking lot, almost dying."

"Your medical skills are outstanding, having saved Xixi twice, so I thought of asking you for help."

Song Hongyan had absolute trust in Ye Fei: "Can you come with me?"

"I can take a look."

Ye Fei agreed immediately: "But I can't guarantee I can cure him."

He knew that if it weren't for being at a dead end and the good relationship between the two families, Song Hongyan wouldn't have bothered him.

"Thank you so much."

Song Hongyan was overjoyed: "Ye Fei, send me your address, and I'll come to pick you up."

After hanging up, Ye Fei slapped his head, remembering Tang Ruoxue's three rules. If the women found out he was going to save someone, he would be in trouble.

He reminded himself to coordinate the story with Song Hongyan later.

"Beep beep—" Soon, a Ferrari stopped at the villa's entrance, and the car window rolled down, revealing Song Hongyan's beautiful face.

She no longer looked haggard and desperate as she did during Xixi's accident, but instead exuded her original charm and allure.

It was like a withered flower blooming again.

She sat elegantly, slightly lazy, leaning half her body on the seat: "Ye Fei, get in the car."

Her eyes were like a painting, her gaze misty and captivating.

Seeing the waiting woman, Ye Fei was slightly stunned, feeling his breathing quicken.

The first two times they met, his attention was on saving Xixi, so he didn't pay much attention to Song Hongyan.

Now, upon closer inspection, she was absolutely stunning.

He took a deep breath, grabbed a box of silver needles, and got into the car.

The car was filled with a pleasant fragrance, especially Song Hongyan's legs, which were so white they made him dizzy.

"Do you want to give Miss Tang a call?"

Song Hongyan smiled seductively, like a night-blooming flower, incredibly beautiful.

"No need, let's go."

Ye Fei's breathing quickened slightly, then he calmed down by running the *Taiji Sutra*.

Song Hongyan glanced at Ye Fei, noticing his calm and clear gaze, with no hint of desire.

She was surprised by Ye Fei's self-control.

She was well aware of her charm, and in all of Zhonghai, only a few old foxes could resist her allure.

"What a special young man!"

Song Hongyan's interest grew, and she let out a soft "ah," leaning towards Ye Fei.

Ye Fei instinctively reached out to support her, but Song Hongyan's soft right hand slipped into the gap between Ye Fei's seat.

Her touch was delicate.

Ye Fei's body stiffened instantly.

Song Hongyan leaned close to Ye Fei's ear, her lips warm and inviting: "I thought my charm had faded..."

At ten in the morning, the Ferrari drove into a quiet and serene estate.

The estate was vast, with many servants and bodyguards, and the architecture was in the Qianlong style, clearly belonging to a wealthy family.

Following Song Hongyan into the hall, Ye Fei was shocked by the items displayed around.

The nearly thousand-square-meter hall was a sea of antiques.

There were paintings, porcelain, swords, jade, and even mummies, worth at least a billion.

It was incredibly luxurious.

"Miss Song, it's been a long time. What brings you here?"

As Ye Fei curiously observed the surroundings, a cough came from the second floor.

Then, a group of people escorted an elderly man into view.

The old man was tall but very thin, and due to his rapid weight loss, he looked like a bamboo stick.

Ye Fei immediately recognized him as the old man who fainted at the entrance of the mansion last night.

He silently marveled at the small world.

"Uncle Hua, I didn't want to come either. My daughter is still in the hospital."

Song Hongyan laughed lightly, leading Ye Fei forward: "But I heard your condition is getting worse, so I brought Ye Fei to see you."

The two families clearly had a very good relationship, so they spoke very casually.

Hearing about his worsening condition, the family members' faces showed a hint of sorrow.

Clearly, everyone knew that if the old man continued in this state, he wouldn't last a month.

"You're thoughtful."

The old man laughed: "But don't be sad for me. Life and death are determined by fate, and wealth is determined by heaven. I've seen through it all."

"By the way, how is Xixi?"

"Is her injury serious?"

The old man spoke with great concern: "I just auctioned a few ginseng roots. Take them back for Xixi later."

"Thank you, Uncle Hua. Xixi is fine and out of danger."

Song Hongyan smiled and introduced Ye Fei: "Ye Fei, this is Mr. Han Nanhua, a tycoon in the antiques market in Zhonghai."

"Uncle Hua, this is my younger brother and a great benefactor, Ye Fei. Xixi was saved by him."

"I brought him here today to have him take a look at you."

She explained her purpose.

"Ye Fei?"

"Saved Xixi?"

Han Nanhua smiled and shook Ye Fei's hand: "To have such skills at your age, you are a hero. Brother Ye, thank you for your hard work."

Ye Fei quickly shook his hand: "Mr. Han, you're too kind. Sister Yan's friend is also my friend."

At the same time, he turned the Life and Death Stone... The situation was the same as last night's diagnosis.

Although he had used the Four Symbols Detoxification to save Han Nanhua last night, the last needle was interrupted by the girl in the Givenchy dress, missing the chance to completely expel the toxins.

After a night, Han Nanhua's toxins had spread again, putting him in a life-or-death situation.

"Ah, it's you, the fraudster?"

At that moment, a girl ran down from upstairs, the same girl in the Givenchy dress from last night.

Seeing Ye Fei, she was shocked and then furious: "You fraudster, you almost killed my grandfather last night, and you dare to come to our house today?"

She pointed at Ye Fei and shouted: "Someone, someone, grab him and take him to the police station."