Taoyuan Village Little Magician

Chapter 1300 I Save Them
Standing at the door, Zhang Fan saw Tian Yong and his wife lying on the hospital bed at a glance.

The situation is very grim.

Especially Tian Yong, who has just undergone two consecutive operations, not to mention the position of the joints, plaster and bandages are entangled with life-saving tubes all over his body.

"Aren't Nanfeng Laodao and Meimei both successful in medical skills? Why didn't they treat them first?"

Zhang Fan's voice was a little cold.

Tian Yong is not only the store manager of Huairentang, but also his childhood friend.

He was the one who brought people to the capital, but he faced physical pain time and time again, and this time, his life was even more in danger.

How could Zhang Fan not be angry?
of course.

Compared to scolding Nanfeng Laodao and Meimei, Zhang Fan's greater anger obviously came from the Wenren family and the Guan family.

He couldn't swallow this breath.

"Boss! Although Nanfeng Laodao and Meimei have good medical skills, their injuries are too serious. Our treatment methods are not suitable for them."

"Besides, we only received news at that time, and we didn't have time to investigate the situation of the two of them at all. A large number of warriors have already appeared in the Zhang residence."

The blind monk had a bitter face and explained helplessly.

Although they didn't know Tian Yong and his wife who were lying on the hospital bed, they were important people around Zhang Fan after all. Now that something happened, they felt uncomfortable.

Without waiting for Zhang Fan to say anything, he added, "Boss! We really can't blame Nanfeng Laodao and Meimei for this incident. It happened suddenly, one after another, and we didn't have much time to react."

Zhang Fan was silent.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to blame you, but I lost my temper."

Zhang Fan apologized to both of them.

He just didn't expect that after going to the six hidden world families by himself, when he came back, the people around him would be missing or injured.

The monstrous anger made him lose his mind for a short while.

"Boss, don't say that, we stay in Zhang's mansion, and we are responsible for protecting the mansion's security."

"We are also responsible for such a big incident this time."

The blind monk shook his head, his expression was very serious, and his words were also very sincere.

decades ago.

They have been following the boss. At that time, they played the role of guards at home, and they are very clear about the principle of being prepared for danger in times of peace.

On the contrary, the decades of neglect and laxity made them gradually forget their responsibilities.

Even the most basic principle of being prepared for danger in times of peace is ignored.

It's just that a few people really didn't expect that Zhang Fan made enemies in the capital, not only were they many, but they were extremely ruthless, and they all rushed to take Zhang Fan's life.

At first, those people only focused on Zhang Fan alone, so they could naturally protect him.

Now that they choose to attack the people around Zhang Fan, there are only four of them, how can they deal with it?
Knowing this, Zhang Fan did not blame them.

"Keep the door of the ward and don't let anyone in."

Zhang Fan walked into the ward, glanced at the blind monk, and repeated, "Anyone!"

Then, he went straight to the hospital bed of Tian Yong and his wife.

"Please go out first, everyone."

Zhang Fan glanced at the doctors and nurses who were still surrounded by the two hospital beds, and said expressionlessly.

After all, this is a VIP intensive care unit, with doctors and nurses on duty 24 hours a day.

"Who are you? The patient is not out of danger yet. If it's a visit, please come back in two days."

A middle-aged man in a white coat glanced at Zhang Fan and was busy recording various data without raising his head.

"I'll save them, you get out of the way."

Zhang Fan replied in a deep voice.

After all, these people are also trying to save people, so Zhang Fan can't speak ill of each other, right?
"Sir! Please don't mess around."

The middle-aged man got a little angry, stared at Zhang Fan, and scolded in a low voice.

In his view, the situation of Tian Yong and his wife is very pessimistic, especially Tian Yong, who will not be able to get out of danger in a short time, and may prepare for a new round of surgery at any time.

Anyone who intervenes at this time may kill Tian Yong's life.

Not to mention that Zhang Fan was only in his early twenties, in the eyes of a middle-aged man, how could he possibly be able to save someone?

Zhang Fan was silent.

He took out the cell phone that Song Fanshuang had left with him, checked Ouyang Ruiming's number, and dialed it.

A few seconds later, Ouyang Ruiming connected the phone.

"It's me! Zhang Fan."

"I'm currently in Beijing City Hospital. Can the director of this hospital invite all the doctors and nurses around Tian Yong out? I want to save people."

Zhang Fan took the initiative to speak and went straight to the point.

"Brother, you, you... my father is coming..."

Ouyang Ruiming on the other end of the phone obviously didn't expect Zhang Fan to call him suddenly, and he stuttered.

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Fan interrupted his words with a much more serious tone, and said, "Can you?"

"No problem, let's do it now."

"But brother..."

beep...

Just as Ouyang Ruiming agreed, before he had time to answer, a blind tone came from the receiver.

That's right.

Zhang Fan hung up the phone very simply.

Ouyang Ruiming, who was sitting in the car, had black lines on his face, and wanted to call again, but when he thought of what Zhang Fan ordered, he quickly dialed other numbers.

No matter how he and Lu Ming are both the princes of the capital, he can't control the affairs of warriors, and they won't sell his face, but finding the director of a hospital is as simple as eating and drinking.

On the other hand, the middle-aged man in the ward, his brows were obviously wrinkled, his face turned cold, and he said: "Sir, please get out immediately, otherwise I will call the security guard."

What Zhang Fan said on the phone just now naturally fell into his ears verbatim.

but.

He didn't believe a word of it.

How could Zhang Fan know their dean?Or how could someone with connections be able to arrange for the dean to do things?
however.

As soon as he finished speaking, the phone on the desk rang.

That's right.

It was the dean of their family who called.

The middle-aged man couldn't help giving Zhang Fan a strange look.

It's a coincidence that this call came, right?
After connecting, a familiar muddy voice came from the receiver: "Take your team out of the VIP intensive care unit, no one can enter without my permission."

"Yes, but... eh, courtyard, dean..."

Before the middle-aged man could explain how serious the situation was, the other party had already hung up the phone.

The middle-aged man was a little speechless, and there was a strong anger between his brows.

He grabbed his mobile phone, stared at Zhang Fan with an unkind expression, and said angrily, "What the hell do you want to do, kid?"

"The patient's situation is very dangerous now, and the next round of surgery may be performed at any time. You are their boss, so can you do anything wrong?"

He is a doctor, so he is naturally responsible for his patients.

(End of this chapter)