Chapter 117

In the ward, there was a young man lying on the bed with plaster cast on his arms and legs. It seemed that he was also seriously injured.

Next to him, there are two women, one looks older and the other younger.

"Wen Qiang!" With concern on his face, ye Zichuan seemed very familiar in his words.

The man on the sickbed looked up at him, puzzled: "are you?"

Ye Zichuan quickly walked over, put the flowers and fruits on the table, and said, "I'm Ye Fan. You forget, primary school classmates. We bullied another classmate all the time."

"Ah? Oh, it's you. " Ma Wenqiang follows Ying He, but he has no idea who ye fan is.

"I heard something happened to you, so I'll come and have a look. Is that ok?" Ye Zichuan seems very concerned.

Seeing him so enthusiastic, Ma Wenqiang is a little suspicious. He is in his twenties, and most of the things in primary school are not clear.

Maybe, he really has such a classmate.

Next to him, his mother stood up and said, "Xiao Ye, you really have a heart. None of his classmates from high school or university came to see him. You are the only one from primary school."

"I told him to pay attention when making friends outside. Don't make friends with everyone. He just won't listen."

"You're my aunt. How are you?" Ye Zichuan took the initiative to shake hands with her.

"Who is this?" He looked at the young woman again.

"I'm his sister." Young women are more fashionable, with heavy make-up on their faces, barely six or seven points.

She didn't even stand up. She was playing with her mobile phone, just glancing at Ye Zichuan.

Ye Zichuan doesn't like it. Although he drives Lin Yuyao's car for millions of yuan, he wears ordinary clothes. At first sight, it costs hundreds of yuan.

For this kind of person, Ma Wenli seldom looks her eyes in the eye.

Ye Zichuan is sitting there, chatting with Ma Wenqiang all over the world. Seeing that he is so familiar, Ma Wenqiang has begun to believe that this is his primary school classmate.

After chatting for more than half an hour, ye Zichuan suddenly said, "it's almost noon, aunt. Let's go out and buy something to eat."

Ma Wenli glanced at him: "what to eat? How can we afford to eat now? Don't you know how much my brother spent on the operation? Now we still have half of the operating expenses to pay off. "

"It's true that if you can't earn money every day, you will spend money. What's the use of supporting such a big man? You've been to university, thanks to that!"

She said the last few sentences to Ma Wenqiang.

Ma Wenqiang blushed and stammered for a long time. He said, "don't worry. After today, I'll be rich. A lot of money. They said yes to me. I'll let you spend enough!"

Ma Wenli cut a: "you started to say that to me from midnight last night. As a result, you haven't seen a cent until now."

Ma Wenqiang opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

The other party clearly said that they would pay him, but there is no news so far.

But he almost lost his life. If it wasn't for the high price offered by the other party, he wouldn't play so hard.

Fortunately, he had played car racing for several years before and raced with others, so he didn't die in a car accident.

Hearing their conversation, ye Zichuan's eyes flashed.

"Well, I have some money here, so I'll buy some delicious food for Wen Qiang. He has suffered such a serious injury, and he has to mend his body."

With that, ye Zichuan took out his wallet.

When she saw a thick pile of red banknotes in her wallet, Ma Wenli's eyes lit up.

She quickly stood up and went to Ye Zichuan's side: "Xiao Ye, why are you so polite? It's really embarrassing. In fact, I think you're right. My brother has suffered such a serious injury, so he has to mend it."

"Bird's nest, abalone and black chicken soup are all good things for tonifying the body."

Ye Zichuan secretly laughed, took out a stack of banknotes and handed them to him: "my sister is right, then buy something delicious according to what my sister said."

Ma Wenli was overjoyed and couldn't wait to take the money. She said happily, "don't worry, Xiao Ye. I will take good care of my younger brother."

"How can you take other people's money? Give it back quickly Middle aged women are very excited, but still say so.

Ma Wenli glared at her: "Mom, this is the heart of Xiaoye. He and Wenqiang are primary school classmates. They have deep feelings. They only say such things when they treat Wenqiang as their own brothers."

"OK, you're right. I'll go out with you, you girl. You'll buy things in disorder."

Looking at the two people pull each other out of the ward, ye Zichuan mouth slightly raised.

Looking directly at Ma Wenqiang, the smile on Ye Zichuan's face gradually converged, and he said faintly: "the person you bumped into last night, he called me uncle."

"What?" Ma Wenqiang didn't respond.

"I said, the man you hit last night who is still unconscious is my nephew!"

Ma Wenqiang understood this, his face suddenly changed: "you are not my primary school classmate!"

Ye Zichuan sneered: "tell me, what happened last night? What's the big deal you're talking about? "

Ma Wenqiang knew the bad thing and cried out: "come on, come on! Nurse

Ye Zichuan looked at him: "don't shout, you shout loudly, no one can hear you."

The whole ward is covered by his space, which has been completely isolated from the outside space, and the sound can't be transmitted at all.

"Look me in the eye!"

In a flash, ye Zichuan's eyes turned into double gouyu's eyes, and Ma Wenqiang, who was staring at him, was controlled for the first time.

"Was the accident last night an accident?"

"No, someone gave me a lot of money to run into that Mercedes."

"Who gives you the money and how much it is, it will cost you even your life!"

"Five million. I don't know his name. He contacted me on his own initiative."

"Five million, for people like you, it's really worth taking risks. Aren't you afraid that you will be killed?"

"I used to play car racing for a few years. Although I can't earn much money, I still have a good driving skill. For five million, it's nothing to be seriously injured."

Ye Zichuan understood that this is a man who depends on money as his life. Five million is an astronomical sum of money for him, so he can spell it.

"What's the number of the person who contacted you?"

Ma Wenqiang gave a phone number.

Ye Zichuan wrote it down, and he didn't have much expectation in his heart. It's probably a one-time number, and he would throw it away after using it.

"What else do you know? How much do you know about the person who contacted you? "

"By the way, when he called, I heard someone talking next to him, mentioning imperial and the manager."

"Dihao? The manager? " Hearing these two words, ye Zichuan's pupils shrank slightly.

Fan Zixuan, the wine he drank in Dihao last night.

It seems that these things are no coincidence.