With Chen Fan's assurance and Da Xiong's repeated explanations, Qin Shuran believed that Chen Fan had done nothing wrong to her. After all, she also knew that Chen Fan went to the capital to save his mother, and she would definitely not go to find him at this time.
Other women.
The reason why she was so angry was because Chen Fan had been away for so long before coming back.
Daxiong consciously took over the car keys and acted as the driver, while Chen Fan and Qin Shuran sat in the back seat.
"Is your mother awake?" Qin Shuran couldn't help but ask.
Chen Fan's eyes were a little sad and he shook his head: "I need to find someone. Only by finding her can I have a chance to save my mother."
"Who? Is her medical skill better than yours?" Qin Shuran was a little surprised.
Chen Fan explained: "There is a medicinal material in her body that can save my mother."
"So that's it. Don't worry, God will definitely reunite your mother and son. When the time comes, let her witness our wedding." Qin Shuran took Chen Fan's hand and consoled her.
"Did you agree to marry me?" Chen Fan's mood improved a little, and he looked at Qin Shuran and asked.
"Who promised you this? You haven't proposed to me yet." Qin Shuran blushed and turned her head shyly.
Then he seemed to remember something again, looked at Daxiong and said: "Daxiong, please remember to call Cui Jie. In the past few days, I have been trying to contact you, but I have been unable to contact you. They come to the hospital to see me every three days and ask me if I know anything."
Know your whereabouts."
Daxiong, who was driving, looked startled and did not answer. He just continued to drive.
At this moment, Chen Fan's cell phone suddenly rang.
After taking a look, Chen Fan saw that it was an unfamiliar number, but Chen Fan still answered the call.
"Hello, Mr. Chen." A man's polite voice came from the other side of the phone.
"Who are you?" Chen Fan asked.
"Introduce yourself, my name is Ma Peng."
When Chen Fan heard this, he was a little surprised. He frowned slightly and asked, "Ma Peng? I wonder what Mr. Ma wants from me?"
"I heard that Mr. Chen returned to Jiangcheng, so I came to Jiangcheng specially to greet Mr. Chen. At the same time, I gave Mr. Chen a meeting gift, hoping that Mr. Chen could give me some noodles." Ma Peng said the purpose of the call.
"Mr. Ma, we don't seem to be familiar with each other, right?" Chen Fan asked back.
"Haha, don't friends become familiar from the unfamiliar? No one is a friend right from the mother's womb. Mr. Chen, I'll be waiting for you at the Yue Wang Tower. See you there."
Before Chen Fan could reply, Ma Peng had already hung up the phone.
"Brother Fan, was it Ma Peng who called you?" Daxiong, who was driving, saw Chen Fan hanging up the phone and asked in surprise.
Chen Fan nodded: "He invited me to Yuewang Tower."
"How did he know that we returned to Jiangcheng?" Daxiong asked doubtfully.
Chen Fan smiled calmly. With Ma Peng's identity, it was not surprising that he could find this.
"Brother Fan, shall we go?"
"Go, I really want to meet this Ma Peng." Chen Fan responded.
"Are you going out again?" Qin Shuran took Chen Fan's hand, looking a little unhappy.
"Let's go eat some delicious food tonight." Chen Fan comforted.
Qin Shuran was not the kind of unreasonable person. Knowing that Chen Fan had something serious to do, she could only nod her head displeased.
Chen Fan first sent Qin Shuran back to the mental hospital, and then he and Da Xiong went to the Yuewang Tower in Jiangcheng.
Yuewang Tower is located on Yuewang Mountain next to the river in Jiangcheng. It is an ancient building with four floors. Because standing here, you can overlook the beautiful scenery of the entire Jiangcheng, so it is called Yuewang Tower.
At this time, there was a luxurious box in the top floor pavilion of Yuewang Tower.
This place had already been bought by a wealthy businessman and turned into a place similar to a private restaurant.
A man was sitting in the main seat, looking at the scenery outside the window, looking very comfortable.
But at this moment, the door to the room was opened, and a middle-aged man said respectfully: "Sir, they are here."
"Invite them in."
The middle-aged man nodded, turned and left the box.
Soon, the box door was opened again, and two figures followed the middle-aged man and entered the luxurious box. These two people were none other than Chen Fan and Da Xiong.
"Is Mr. Chen satisfied with being here to take care of Mr. Chen?" the man sitting in the main seat asked.
"Mr. Ma, you're welcome. When you come to Jiangcheng, I should be the host." Chen Fan didn't hesitate and sat directly opposite the man.
Da Xiong was sitting next to Chen Fan, watching the bodyguards behind Ma Peng warily.
Upon hearing this, Ma Peng's expression changed slightly. The meaning of Chen Fan's words was that he obviously did not take this South China underground leader seriously, but Ma Peng quickly concealed the displeasure in his eyes and said: "
Haha, Mr. Chen is indeed well-deserved, no wonder he is favored by the boss."
"Mr. Ma, just say it if you have anything to say. I think Mr. Ma came to Jiangcheng from Mingzhou City not just to treat me to a meal, right?" Chen Fan went straight to the topic and did not want to chat with the other party.
Ma Peng smiled calmly: "Mr. Chen, don't be anxious. Before we talk, I still have some gifts to give to Mr. Chen."
"What gift?" Chen Fan looked at Ma Peng jokingly.
Ma Peng didn't say anything, but clapped his hands twice.
The door opened, and a man walked into the box holding a wooden box, and respectfully placed the wooden box in front of Chen Fan.
A smell of blood immediately made both Chen Fan and Da Xiong frown slightly.
"Open it for Mr. Chen." Ma Peng ordered.
The man nodded and opened the wooden box in front of him.
When Chen Fan and Da Xiong saw what was inside, their expressions changed, because, in this wooden box, there was a pair of hands!
"Mr. Ma, what do you mean?" A chill flashed in Chen Fan's eyes.
"Haha, Mr. Chen, do you know whose hands these are?"
Chen Fan did not respond.
"These are Cheng Hua's hands." Ma Peng asked and answered himself.
After hearing Ma Peng's answer, Chen Fan's expression became even more solemn.
"Mr. Chen, do you still remember the assassination you encountered in Kyoto a few days ago? One of the assassins was found by this Cheng Hua."
At this point, Ma Peng sighed: "Oh, it was my fault in teaching him. I didn't expect him to do such a thing! After I learned about it, I immediately ordered that his hands be cut off as a sign of failure.
Punishment, after all, is for my confidant who has been with me for ten years. I would never be able to do anything to kill him. Here, I also ask Mr. Chen to give me some face and let him go. These hands are considered to be an apology.
gift."
Ma Peng said it in an understatement, but Chen Fan's heart was filled with turmoil.
Chen Fan didn't expect that Ma Peng, who had been Ma Peng's confidant for ten years, would chop off the opponent's hands without hesitation.
"Come in quickly!" Ma Peng's voice sounded again.
At this time, a pale middle-aged man walked in from the door with bandages on his wrists. Obviously, the hands in the wooden box were his.