Perspective Crazy Doctor

Although Liu Yao has left here, Ye Fan's heart is still like being caught by something, which seems very uncomfortable.

"Don't think about this. After all, this kind of thing is not something you can consider yourself."

At this time, the old man Zhou Tong on one side still had a very indifferent expression, as if there was no reason for this matter.

At the thought of this, Ye Fan was even more uncomfortable in his heart, as if he had done something terrible.

"No, the current situation can't allow us to do this. I can't let nothing happen to me at this time!"

Ye Fan continued to mutter two sentences, and his expression began to become more and more strange.

It's really interesting. If ye fan could work hard on this matter earlier, maybe everything wouldn't be so much.

"Since Yang Hui has planned to let you hide it, he may not mind it."

Zhou Tong continued to analyze one sentence.

Now, everything has become such an absurd appearance because of Ye Fan's words. Even if ye fan is no matter how uncomfortable, there can be no other way.

"Oh, really ~"

Ye Fan's heart is still tossing, and his expression still looks uncomfortable at this time.

If everything has really become like this, there is really no way.

When ye fan looked at Zhou Tong over there again, the old man didn't know where he had gone.

It's really incomprehensible for people to disappear so suddenly.

"I don't understand!"

In a word, at this time, Ye Fan began to hum coldly there, put his little hands at will, and then continued to come upstairs.

At this time, I have time to think of something that happened before.

What character is Heather? Why does Ye Fan feel speechless when he hears these words from their mouths.

Of course, this may only be a guess. After all, there will be no possibility until many problems are solved.

"The woman was so afraid of heather that she didn't seem to be joking there, but what kind of relationship was there that I couldn't know?"

At the thought of this sentence, Ye Fan began to sigh for a while, and his expression suddenly became a little terrible.

However, the specific situation and how to express it are not what ye fan can deal with at this time.

The past thinking has made Ye Fan feel more and more uncomfortable, and with a burst of unspeakable comfort, his body is gradually a little tired.

Unconsciously, I lay directly on this bed, and then gradually fell asleep.

This time, Ye Fan had another dream.

Many people appeared in that dream, including bald, Ding Junfei, and heather, who had only heard the name but had not seen it. Almost all of them were looking at themselves with the same eyes.

It's terrible. I suddenly feel that this look suddenly becomes terrible.

When they almost didn't react, those people roared directly at themselves like demons, and then began to rush in front of them like crazy.

"No!"

Suddenly thinking of this, Ye Fan suddenly opened his eyes and stared at the ceiling at this time.

Sleeping trough, this was just a dream.

However, I don't know why this dream is so real, as if it had just happened.

By this time, it was already the next morning.

Dragged with fatigue, Ye Fan began to toss there at this time, and then continued to cough twice. His expression still looked a little embarrassed.

"Why is it like this?"

When I suddenly thought of this, Ye Fan began to work hard to move his body, so that his internal force could become a little more relaxed in this rhythm.

However, because the internal force is recovering, your muscles will be sore at this time, and there will be some atrophy.

"Really, it's getting more and more uncomfortable. It feels like it's going to break my body."

At this point, Ye Fan sat down directly, continued to stare around, continued to look for two eyes, and then eased his tone for two seconds.

I don't know why, at this time, I seem to have completely changed.

At the same time, his hand rang again.

After being stunned for a while, Ye Fan reluctantly answered the phone and continued to speak after being stunned for a long time.

"Hello?"

"You hurried over and prepared to discuss Yang Hui's funeral."

Hearing what Liu Yao said, Ye Fan's heart was tossed.

So fast?

I don't know why, Ye Fan feels bad, but since it's what he said, it's impossible to refuse.

"I ~ I'll be right there."

At the same time, Ye Fan could only say this. After a slight pause for some time, he finally hung up the phone and continued to follow the woman in front of him.

However, after everything has been almost completely handled, Ye Fan is not particularly nervous. Perhaps he feels that he may have fully adapted to the situation, so there is no way.

"I don't know what it is."

At the same time, Ye Fan saw old man Zhou Tong who was staying at the door at this time.

"Why are you here?"

When he suddenly thought of this, Ye Fan's heart suddenly felt unhappy. He continued to hum after maintaining it for a period of time.

However, even if it was like this, the old man in front of him just smiled at random, and then continued to hum.

"I'm not going to some people's funerals like you."

At the second of hearing the word funeral, Ye Fan's heart followed a tangle, and his expression looked also uncomfortable.

What kind of shit is this? It actually falls on Ye Fan.