Female President's Ace Soldier

Chapter 280 The Sudden Shoeshiner

"Boom boom boom——"

At this moment, three rhythmic knocks on the door suddenly sounded outside the ward.

Ye Qingcheng and Ye Chunhui looked at the door of the room at the same time, and saw an eager face stuck to the transparent glass on the door of the ward.

It's that bastard Fang Yan again!

Why is he here again?

When Ye Qingcheng saw this guy, he felt dizzy in an instant, and secretly said in his heart: This bastard came at a really good time. Could it be that the two of them have discussed it?

"uncle--"

Ye Qingcheng was not allowed to think too much, Fang Yan had already walked to the hospital bed with a fruit basket in his hands and a smile on his face.

"Yo—Xiao Fang is here!"

Ye Chunhui greeted Fang Yan with a smile, moved his body, pointed to a chair beside the bed and said, "Xiao Fang—sit."

"Uncle, lie down well and leave me alone."

After Fang Yan put the fruit basket in his hand on the table beside the bed, he hurriedly stepped forward to help Ye Chunhui's body, which seemed to be more warm and kind than his biological father.

"Allure—"

Soon, Mr. Fang greeted Ye Qingcheng who didn't look good on him.

Ye Qingcheng only nodded symbolically.

Seeing Ye Qingcheng's indifference to Fang Yan, Ye Chunhui immediately changed his face and said, "Qingcheng, do you have any objections to Xiao Fang?"

"No, Dad, let's talk first, and I'll order dinner for you."

Ye Qingcheng turned around to leave, but Ye Chunhui grabbed her suddenly and said, "Father is not hungry yet, don't go, I have something to tell you and Xiaofang."

After that, the old boy grabbed Fang Yan again and asked, "Xiao Fang, what do you think of our family's Qingcheng?"

"good, very good, excellent!"

At this moment, Fang Yan looked at Ye Qingcheng quite proudly, the smile on his face was comparable to that gorgeous flower.

Seeing this scene outside the ward, Gu Xiaoman frowned instantly, and said secretly in his heart: How did Mr. Fang know that Ye Chunhui was sent here?His news is really well-informed!

"Xiao Fang, do you like our Qingcheng family?"

Ye Chunhui, the old fox, didn't care about his daughter's feelings at all at this moment, and still held Fang Yan's hand to do the evil thing of "Prefect Qiao messing up the mandarin ducks".

"I like it, I like it very much, Uncle, Qingcheng and I grew up together. It can be said that I started to like her when I was three years old."

Fang Yan glanced at Ye Qingcheng from time to time, as if to say: Xiao Mian, you still can't escape my palm after all.

But Ye Qingcheng's heart at this moment seemed to be about to collapse.

"Dad—why don't you ask me how I feel?"

Seeing that Ye Chunhui completely ignored his own existence, Ye Qingcheng immediately pulled his hand out forcefully.

But Ye Chunhui held onto it tightly, and continued to go his own way and said, "Qingcheng, Dad told you just now that Fang Yan is a person worthy of your entrustment for the rest of your life. You should go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to tear up your marriage certificate in these two days." , In this case, Dad will be happy in his heart, even if he leaves now, he will have no regrets."

"Dad—you are morally kidnapping, do you know that?"

Ye Qingcheng could see that Ye Chunhui just wanted to use his own illness to threaten her to be with Fang Yan; however, he was not at all tempted by Fang Yan, and most importantly, seeing him getting more and more disgusting now Now, if you stay with him, isn't that tantamount to slow suicide?

"What is moral kidnapping, you child, the older you get, the more disobedient you become—oh, my heart hurts so much, oh—"

After being scolded by Ye Qingcheng for a while, Ye Chunhui, the old fox, suddenly let go of the hands of the two of them, and turned to cover his chest with a painful expression.

"Dad—what's the matter with you, don't worry, lie down quickly."

Ye Qingcheng saw that Ye Chunhui didn't look like he was pretending, so he immediately supported him anxiously and put him on the flat hospital bed.

Fang Yan pretended to rush to the door of the ward and shouted, "Doctor—doctor, come quickly!"

"Hmph—the drama of these two is really vivid. It's a pity not to be the actor!"

Others couldn't see any problems, but Gu Xiaoman saw Ye Chunhui and Fang Yan's performance clearly, and immediately greeted their ancestors from the bottom of their hearts.

After hearing Fang Yan's shout, the chief physician rushed into the intensive care unit with a female nurse.

He glanced at Ye Chunhui's eyes skillfully, and at the same time listened to the old guy's heart with a stethoscope, then asked Ye Qingcheng seriously, "Did he get stimulated by something just now? Tell you Just don't get him excited."

"Cough-cough-cough!"

At this time, Ye Chunhui coughed a few times without losing the opportunity.

Ye Qingcheng was even more heartbroken. At first he thought that he and Fang Yan were in collusion, but looking at it now, it seems that they are not pretending, which is a bit troublesome.

"I'm sorry doctor—"

Seeing that the chief doctor had been looking at him with scorching eyes, Ye Qingcheng had no choice but to bow his head and admit his mistake.

Mr. Fang seemed to be trying to cover up Ye Qingcheng's embarrassment, so he immediately took out a bank card, held it in front of the chief doctor and said, "Doctor, no matter what method you think of, you must cure my uncle's illness. You are not concerned about money." Don't worry, I have money in this card."

"It's not a matter of money. Most of the patients' illnesses are related to their psychological factors. Medicine and surgical treatment are just one aspect, so you must keep the patient in a good mood. Remember, don't let him be stimulated again. !"

After saying this sentence filled with righteous indignation, the chief physician left the ward resolutely.

Seeing the two white coats leave, Gu Xiaoman couldn't help wondering: Is that old Ye Chunhui really suffering from an incurable disease?

Ye Qingcheng looked at Ye Chunhui on the hospital bed, but her eyebrows were tightened even more.

Ye Chunhui said without losing the opportunity, "Qingcheng—promise Dad, and have a good relationship with Mr. Fang."

"Okay—I promise you."

After Ye Qingcheng hesitated for a while, he finally nodded.

When Gu Xiaoman heard this outside, she felt as if cold water had been poured on her heart. In fact, she didn't know that it was just Ye Qingcheng's casual perfunctory to Ye Chunhui.

That boy Fang Yan took it seriously, grabbed Ye Qingcheng's hand and asked excitedly, "Qingcheng, have you agreed to marry me? That's really great!"

"Then hurry up and tear up the marriage certificate!"

When Ye Chunhui got excited, he sat up again, as if he was a normal person, he didn't look sick at all?

At this moment, Ye Qingcheng began to wonder if the two people in front of her were acting in harmony. However, her father's illness was real, which made her in a dilemma.

"Qingcheng, talk! Give Mr. Fang a satisfactory answer!"

Seeing Ye Qingcheng's hesitation, Ye Chunhui grabbed her other hand and asked urgently.

"Well - let's date for a while before watching!"

Ye Qingcheng quickly withdrew Fang Yan's grasping hand, and began to ponder in his heart: for now, let's agree to the unreasonable demands of these two people for the time being, and think of other ways after we get out of this room.

"A Zhong—come in quickly!"

As soon as Ye Qingcheng finished speaking, Ye Chunhui yelled again hastily.

"My lord—I'm here!"

Ah Zhong quickly ran to the hospital bed, looked at Ye Chunhui respectfully and said, "Master, what are your orders?"

"Hurry up and take Miss Fang and Mr. Fang to the Civil Affairs Bureau. Only when I see their marriage certificates can I calm down!" Ye Chunhui ordered excitedly, and Fang Yan followed suit, "Uncle, I carry my ID card with me! I can apply for the ID card with Qingcheng now!"

"Dad—this matter can't be so urgent, can it?"

Ye Qingcheng never thought that Ye Chunhui would be so eager to marry him off, and secretly said in his heart: Am I still his biological child?I don't think much about my happiness for the rest of my life.

After hearing what Ye Chunhui said and seeing the expression on the old boy's face, Gu Xiaoman felt that this guy and Fang Yan were very suspicious, so he walked aside and called Ma Minghui.

After Ma Minghui heard the news, he laughed sinisterly and said, "This Mr. Fang is still determined to Mr. Ye, then find a way to make him stop this idea forever, and let Mr. Ye follow his lead." They mean to go—"

"Boss Ye just followed the old guy Ye Chunhui's wishes, but now he has asked them to get a marriage certificate!" It's really "the emperor is not in a hurry to eunuchs", at this moment Gu Xiaoman seems to be worse than Ma Minghui Be in a hurry.

"Hehe, Mr. Fang's wishful thinking will not succeed! Xiaoman, just keep an eye on him. After I finish eating, I will naturally go to him to settle the score."

"Boss, drink, drink!" Just as Ma Minghui put down his phone, Zheng Chao filled him with another glass of beer.

At this time, the faces of several young men were flushed from drinking, and the 76 empty beer bottles beside the dining table silently recounted their brilliant wine achievements.

"Drink! Let's go together."

Seeing everyone's high spirits, Ma Minghui didn't want to spoil their interest, so he raised his wine glass and clinked glasses with everyone one by one.

Just when everyone was pushing cups and changing cups, a shoe shiner walked up to Ma Minghui with a small suitcase on his back and a smile on his face.

At the same time, four strong middle-aged men also sat down at the next table.

"Boss, your leather shoes are too dusty, how about letting me clean them for you?"

When the shoemaker arrived beside Ma Minghui, he squatted down with a smile on his face.

The restaurateur seemed sympathetic to the shoe shiner and did not drive him away.

Although Ma Minghui has drunk eight bottles of beer, his face is still not red, and his mind is still very clear; On a strong middle-aged man.

And those four strong middle-aged men also used various methods to secretly watch every move of Ma Minghui and the shoe shiner.

"Fuck off—I'm eating now, you wipe your shoes! If you want to earn money, wait outside first, and then wipe our boss later!"

At this moment, Zheng Chao got up and yelled loudly at the eager-looking shoe shiner squatting beside Ma Minghui.