When Ye Fan and Xin Yexuan returned home, Ye Fan received a call from an unknown number.
"Hello, are you Doctor Ye?" a voice said from the other end of the phone.
Ye Fan felt that the voice was somewhat familiar and said, "It's me, are you?"
"I am Yang Chenglei, Doctor Ye, have you forgotten me?" Yang Chenglei said with a joking smile.
Ye Fan patted his head and said, "I remembered, Master Yang, what, how is Mr. Yang's health?"
"Hey, after the wonderful treatment by Dr. Ye, my father is fine and has left the hospital today!" Yang Chenglei said with a hearty smile.
Immediately, Yang Chenglei said, "By the way, can Dr. Ye come to my house this afternoon?"
Facing Yang Chenglei's invitation, Ye Fan did not refuse, he nodded and Yang Chenglei sent the Yang family's address.
When it was around five o'clock in the afternoon, Ye Fan walked towards the address sent by Yang Chenglei.
The Yang family lives in Cuihu Villa No. 1 in the city center.
All the people who live here are dignitaries, all of whom are prominent figures in Binhai City.
To be able to buy the Green Lake Villa No. 1, in addition to being powerful, one must also have great influence to prevent bumpkins from getting in.
Ye Fan followed the address provided by Yang Chenglei and came to the Yang family's residence. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers and is an excellent place for retirement.
After learning about Ye Fan's arrival, Yang Chenglei personally came out to greet Ye Fan.
"Doctor Ye, you are finally here, please come in!" Yang Chenglei warmly welcomed Ye Fan and said.
Under the leadership of Yang Chenglei, Ye Fan walked through many courtyards and came to a backyard.
Inside, Mr. Yang was sitting, and behind Mr. Yang stood a beautiful woman in her mid-twenties.
Opposite Mr. Yang sat an old man, who kept coughing and wrapped his mouth with a handkerchief.
Standing behind the old man was a middle-aged man with a strong aura and bulging temples. At first glance, he was no ordinary man.
The two old men had a great time playing chess on the stone table.
"Back one, advance three, hahaha, Lao Xiang, you lost again!" Mr. Yang said with a smile.
Yang Lanlan, who was standing behind her, smiled and said, "Grandpa, your chess skills are unparalleled in the world. There are only a few people who can beat you."
Xiang Lao shook his head and said, "Yes, Lan Lan, your grandpa's chess skills are getting better and better! Alas."
Taking advantage of this time, Yang Chenglei brought Ye Fan to the two elders.
"Dad, Mr. Ye brought it here!" Yang Chenglei said with his hands in hand.
Four eyes fell on Ye Fan at the same time, and Ye Fan's eyes fell on the chessboard.
"No, there is still room for relaxation in this old man's chess!" Ye Fan said, shaking his head.
Yang Lanlan, who was standing behind her, was a little angry. In her eyes, her grandfather's chess skills were the most superb. How could he be comparable to Ye Fan?
"Where did you come from, you brat? How dare you laugh at my grandpa!" Yang Lanlan said angrily.
Yang Chenglei glared at Yang Lanlan and said, "Lanlan, why are you talking to the miracle doctor Ye? He is the miracle doctor who treated your grandfather!"
What? The other three eyes fell on Ye Fan again at the same time.
Mr. Yang said with a smile, "Come on, Doctor Ye, why don't you finish this game of chess for Mr. Xiang!"
That's what he said, but Mr. Yang smiled and shook his head.
For this young man who saved his life, Mr. Yang gave him enough respect.
Yang Lanlan said unconvinced, "Humph, grandpa, your chess skills are as good as those of professional players, yet someone actually talks to you like that. I think this guy is just a sensationalist."
While talking, Yang Lanlan rolled her eyes at Ye Fan.
I didn’t like Mark’s behavior at first, but now I hate Mark even more.
Even Yang Chenglei is like this. Mr. Yang has been immersed in chess for decades, and he can be said to be superb.
But Ye Fan was the hero who saved the old man after all, and Yang Chenglei couldn't express his dissatisfaction.
But Ye Fan didn't care about this. As soon as he sat down in Xiang Lao's seat, he was scolded by the man behind him.
"You can sit next to Mr. Xiang?" Cheng Jian scolded.
Xiang Lao waved his hand and said, "Cheng Jian, we are all chess friends, but I am a little curious about what this little friend means by the room for relaxation!"
But Ye Fan was not polite, he took care of himself and replaced Xiang Lao, and played chess with Mr. Yang.
One step, two steps, and by the third step, Ye Fan had already brought the entire chessboard to life.
"Mr. Yang, please pay attention, within five steps, I will kill you!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
At this moment, Mr. Yang no longer looked as calm and calm as before. Instead, he put all his energy on the chessboard.
He has already seen that Ye Fan's chess skills are no ordinary person.
"Good chess, good chess!" said the old drummer Xiang with a smile.
Even Yang Chenglei and Yang Lanlan were attracted by the confusing situation on the chessboard.
"General!" Ye Fan said as he took out a chess piece with his right hand.
Mr. Yang's face looked like a bitter gourd, "This, this is a win?"
"You win!" Xiang Lao clapped his hands and said with a smile, "As for you, Old Man Yang, no one can beat you, and here is someone."
"I just beat you casually, hahaha, so happy, so happy!"
"Mr. Ye's chess skills are so superb that I feel inferior to him!" Mr. Yang sighed.
Being able to defeat Xiang Lao completely on the chessboard shows Ye Fan's superb chess skills.
"Mr. Yang, thank you for the award. This is all a trivial matter!" Ye Fan said with a smile.
Mr. Yang said sternly, "Ye Fan, I asked you to come this time. In fact, there is another thing to do, and that is to see a doctor for Mr. Xiang!"
Ye Fan turned around and saw that Mr. Xiang was still coughing, and the handkerchief in his hand had been dyed bright red with blood.
Xiang Lao's illness is somewhat serious.
"What? Grandpa, do you want him to treat Xiang Lao?" Yang Lanlan said in surprise.
Yang Lanlan, who studied Western medicine in university, naturally knew Xiang Lao's illness, which could be said to be terminal.
Xiang Lao has basically taken all the drugs at home and abroad, but they have not helped at all.
How could it be possible that Ye Fan alone could cure Xiang Lao?
What's more, if Xiang Lao has a high position of power, if something happens, no one will be able to take responsibility!
"I believe in Lao Yang's vision!" Xiang Lao said with a hearty smile, "Anyway, I don't have much time left in my life!"
"I can cure your disease!" Ye Fan said abruptly.
Cheng Jian said anxiously, "No, Mr. Xiang, I haven't found out the identity of this person yet, how could he be so reckless?"
While talking, Cheng Jian had already stood in front of Xiang Lao and Ye Fan.
"Get out of my way quickly, Cheng Jian!" Xiang Lao's face darkened and he said, "Doctor Ye's chess skills are already so superb, I believe he will never be a sinister villain!"