The car crossed the bridge and arrived at Villa No. 17 at Peony Pavilion.

On both sides of the villa entrance, there were two security guards wearing sunglasses, looking like they were facing a formidable enemy.

Looking at these four security guards, Yang Fan concluded that the owner of this courtyard must be very rich!

Because the clothes their security guards wear are not the kind of street stall products that can be bought for tens of dollars, but suits worth hundreds of dollars.

The Rolls-Royce stopped at the door, and a security guard ran over quickly.

Yuan Chenggang lowered the window and revealed Shan Ye's face.

"Master Shan." The security guard immediately stood up straight and saluted.

"Open the door." Shui Qianshan said.

"Yes, Master Shan!" The security guard nodded respectfully and pressed the door switch.

The door slowly opened, and the Rolls-Royce drove into the compound. At this time, two security guards in black suits came out of the yard. They stood on both sides of the car and escorted it into the designated parking space. There were four or five luxury cars parked next to it.

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Rolls-Royce, Bentley, Maybach, and the worst car is the Bentley Flying Spur.

"Doctor Yang, please get out of the car." Yuan Chenggang opened the door and asked Yang Fan to get out of the car.

"Thanks."

Yang Fan smiled and nodded, and got off the car with Shui Qianshan.

"please!"

Shui Qianshan made a gesture of invitation.

Yang Fan nodded again and followed Shui Qianshan up the stone steps. He looked back at Yuan Chenggang and said, "Mr. Yuan, won't you go in?"

"Me?" Yuan Chenggang smiled awkwardly, "Doctor Yang, go ahead, I'm not qualified to go in..."

"Oh..." Yang Fan touched his nose. From a distance, he could feel that Yuan Chenggang was embarrassed.

At the same time, he was nervous inside. People of Yuan Chenggang's level were not qualified to enter. What kind of existence was this family?

Yang Fan thought and looked around.

The scene outside shocked him, and the architectural style in the yard made him a little uneasy!

At first glance, it’s all money!

The first thing you pass is the Sea Cucumber Swimming Pool, which is oval in shape. Its design elements imitate the ancient Greek style. The bottom of the pool is made of white jade. Opposite the pool is the Poseidon Palace. There are more than twenty Roman columns standing around the palace.

Each one is worth at least a million!

The reliefs between the pillars are lifelike, and on the other side of the swimming pool is a group of exquisite marble statues. The techniques are exquisite and the materials used are even more picky. Just by looking at them, Yang Fan knew that they were made by everyone!

It is exactly noon at this moment, under the blue sky and white clouds, the entire swimming pool is rippling with blue waves, echoing each other, giving people a dazzling and gorgeous feeling.

Just like this villa, it is gorgeous but not ostentatious, rich but not tacky.

When Yang Fan looked around, a maid ran over in a panic.

"What happened in a panic?" Shui Qianshan asked.

"Uncle Shan, Lao, Master, he..." the maid stuttered anxiously. "He may not be able to survive..."

"What?" Shui Qianshan was shocked. Fortunately, Yang Fan pulled him up, otherwise he almost stumbled to the ground.

Without bothering to ask any more questions, the maid led the way, and the three of them quickly entered the villa.

Enter the villa.

After passing through the magnificent hall, and walking through a deep and secluded corridor, we came to the backyard. This is an antique two-story building, with many handsome men and beautiful women standing at the door.

Someone was talking quietly.

Someone was sobbing quietly.

Shui Qianshan led Yang Fan to the door, and the handsome men and beautiful women stepped aside and said hello to Shui Qianshan.

Squeezing through the crowd, the two of them arrived at the second floor.

The second floor was also overcrowded and there were bursts of crying. The easternmost room was very spacious and contained a variety of advanced medical equipment.

The medical equipment is not much inferior to that of Linhai Hospital.

Yang Fan stood at the door and looked inside. An old man in his seventies was lying on the bed. He was skin and bones, and his face was as pale as white paper. Beside the hospital bed, a doctor in a white coat was rescuing him.

The attending doctor, Forty-Five-Six, with a solemn face, was performing cardiac resuscitation.

There were two middle-aged men standing outside the door. They were the old man's two sons, the eldest, Jiang Chunfeng. They wore suits and ties and looked like successful people.

The second child, Jiang Chengfeng, is thin, wearing a white short-sleeved shirt, and looks elegant.

"Uncle Shan, where have you been? My dad may be dying..." Jiang Chengfeng wiped the tears from his eyes with a sad expression.

"Second brother, don't worry. Your dad has gone through so many ups and downs in his life. I believe he can get through this. I have invited a doctor." Shui Qianshan stepped aside and let Yang Fan step forward and introduced:

"This is Dr. Yang Fanyang."

"Are you a doctor?" Jiang Chengfeng looked at Yang Fan in shock. He thought Shui Qianshan had invited a famous doctor.

The doctors who came before were all leaders in various fields. They either had famous names or were old Chinese medicine practitioners in their fifties or sixties.

Those people were helpless. What could this young man do?

But after thinking about it, Jiang Chengfeng felt relieved. In the past two years, have there been too few weird doctors in the family?

Shui Qianshan must be in a hurry again and seek medical treatment if he is sick!

Yang Fan saw what he was thinking and just nodded without answering. His eyes always fell on the old man. After frowning slightly, he closed his eyes.

The Yin-Yang ferry runs quietly.

In a moment, his body entered an unprecedented ethereal state, and the vitality in his body moved towards the old man's bed on the bed like countless pairs of tentacles.

When he opened his eyes, the attending doctor who was rescuing him stopped.

"Doctor Wei, how is my dad?" Jiang Chengfeng asked quickly.

Wei Chengcheng shook his head solemnly, "Mr. Jiang, my situation is not very optimistic..."

Hearing this, the relatives and friends standing outside the door couldn't help crying.

"How can you be so pessimistic?" Jiang Chengfeng's expression was solemn.

"Ahem..." Wei Chengcheng sighed, pretending to be serious.

"What are you sighing for? Tell me!" Jiang Chunfeng shouted angrily from one side, making Wei Chengcheng tremble in fright.

"My time will come soon...it's possible tonight, well, you'd better hire someone else..." Wei Chengcheng said.

"go out!"

Before Wei Chengcheng could finish speaking, Jiang Chengfeng interrupted him, and Wei Chengcheng lowered his head and stepped back.

When Wei Chengcheng went out, family members poured into the room. Everyone's faces were full of grief, and they didn't want to see the old man leave like this.

"How about, let me try?"

A clear voice sounded particularly clear in the not-so-quiet ward.

Hearing the sound, the Jiang family raised their heads almost simultaneously, and their eyes fell behind Shui Qianshan. They saw a young man who looked as handsome as Takeshi Kaneshiro - his name was Yang Fan.

His voice and his appearance are so magnetic.

Who is this strange handsome guy?

The Jiang family looked at each other.

Shui Qianshan was still in grief just now and had already forgotten about Yang Fan.

Thinking of it, he quickly said: "This is Dr. Yang Fanyang, who I invited to treat you."

Except for Jiang Chengfeng, the Jiang family members had different expressions.

"Uncle Shan, is this possible?" Jiang Chunfeng asked.
Chapter completed!