Urban Film and Television: Being taken home by Xu Hongdou at the beginning

A night without words...

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The next morning, after Ye Fan finished typing, he suddenly remembered that he had been hacked a few days ago. Now that he had hacking skills, he wanted to find out who was behind it.

After opening the online video that hacked him, Ye Fan finally dug out the man's information after some operations.

Wang Tie Male

35 years old

Then there is a photo of Wang Tie.

Ye Fan looked through Wang Tie's other information and found out that Wang Tie was also a street vendor. All of a sudden, Ye Fan understood why Wang Tie wanted to blackmail him. It was because he was hurting other people's interests.

Ye Fan looked at Wang Tie's photo, thought about it and decided to teach him a lesson. The Internet is not a lawless place. Since he dared to spread rumors, he must bear the consequences himself.

Ye Fan directly hacked into Wang Tie’s private mobile phone and checked his chat history. After searching for a long time, he finally found useful information for him.

"I'll see if you live or die! I didn't expect you to be so shameless. Now I don't have any psychological burden anymore."

Afterwards, Ye Fan saved the chat records between Wang Tie and someone, and then sent the information anonymously to the industrial and commercial administration department. After clearing all traces on the Internet, Ye Fan directly turned off the computer.

He believed that as long as there was evidence that Wang Tie colluded with others to produce and sell gutter oil, not only would Wang Tie be unable to do business, he might also have to go to jail.

Having achieved his revenge, Ye Fan was in a good mood and walked out of the study humming a little song.

At this time, Xu Hongdou and Jiang Lai were putting on their shoes at the entrance of the gate, looking at Ye Fan with curiosity.

"Is there any good news from Ye Fan?" Jiang Lai couldn't help but ask.

Ye Fan would not tell her, but smiled mysteriously and said two words, "Secret."

Jiang Lai made a sound.

"Forget it, I don't want to know."

Ye Fan was also curious when he saw Xu Hongdou and Jiang Lai going out so early.

"Why are you guys going out so early? Especially Jiang Lai, don't you usually sleep until noon?"

Xu Hongdou smiled at Ye Fan when she heard what he said.

"I'm going to take over some work here. I was just transferred here from Beijing, so I have to go early. Jiang Lai said she was going out, so she gave me a ride."

Jiang Lai was a little angry when he heard Xu Hongdou tell Ye Fan everything.

In a coquettish tone, she said to Xu Hongdou: "Hongdou, why did you tell him? Didn't you see how he was so perfunctory when I asked him a question just now?"

After spending time together last night, Xu Hongdou realized that both of them were like this. They would argue with each other when they met and didn't care about what Jiang Lai said.

Putting on her high heels, Xu Hongdou waved to Ye Fan.

"Bye Ye Fan, we're leaving first."

After saying that, Xu Hongdou took Jiang Lai away, fearing that she would quarrel with Ye Fan again.

All of a sudden, Ye Fan and Chen Nanxing were the only ones left at home. When Ye Fan thought of Chen Nanxing, he thought of what happened last night.

"It seems I have to go out and buy a set of silver needles, otherwise I won't be able to explain to Nanxing." Ye Fan thought to himself and prepared to go out to take a look.

The sound of a door closing was heard. After a while, Chen Nanxing's head quietly poked out from the door of her bedroom. She looked around carefully and breathed a sigh of relief when she found that everyone had left.

"He finally left. How can I face that stinky guy Ye Fan from now on?" Thinking of this, Chen Nanxing felt worried.

Ye Fan went out and took a taxi straight to the largest Chinese medicine hospital in the city. He wanted to find a good set of silver needles.

As soon as Ye Fan got in the car, he saw something was wrong with the taxi driver's expression.

After hesitating for a moment, Ye Fan asked his master.

"Master, are you feeling unwell? I see you don't look well."

The taxi driver didn't care and just casually replied,

"It's an old problem. I went to the hospital but they couldn't find anything wrong. They just told me to rest more. I'm so busy every day, how can I have time to rest?"

After hearing this, Ye Fan didn't say anything more. The other person also said that he still had to make money.

There was no conversation along the way. Just as they were about to arrive at the Chinese medicine hospital, Ye Fan felt something was wrong. He found that the master next to him had pale lips and a dazed look.

Ye Fan immediately shouted in alert.

"Master, stop the car!"

However, Ye Fan's shouting did not have any effect at all, and the taxi continued to drive.

Ye Fan knew that it was very dangerous at this time, but fortunately he was in the city and the car was not going very fast.

Ye Fan acted decisively and grabbed the steering wheel and at the same time lifted the master's foot to ensure that his foot was not on the accelerator.

After doing all this, Ye Fan breathed a sigh of relief, but his mind was still on the steering wheel. Finally, when he arrived at a traffic light intersection,

Ye Fan looked at the pedestrians on the zebra crossing and knew he couldn't go forward any further. He gritted his teeth and crashed directly into the back of a black car in front of him. Only then did the taxi stop.

The collision did not cause much damage, the quality of the car in front was good, and no major losses were caused.

After the car stopped, Ye Fan pulled the handbrake and quickly unbuckled his seat belt and got out of the car.

Ye Fan opened the driver's door, unbuckled the master's seat belt, and carried him out directly, laying him flat on the sidewalk beside him.

After doing all this, the people in the car in front got out. They were a middle-aged man and a pretty young girl about twenty years old.

Ye Fan ignored others. He knew that dealing with the accident was not a top priority at the moment.

So, he reached out and felt the taxi driver's pulse without hesitation, and then his face darkened because he found that the driver was on the verge of death and the situation was very critical and needed immediate treatment.

Time was running out and Ye Fan didn't dare to delay at all. He quickly unbuttoned the taxi driver's shirt, but at this moment, he suddenly realized that he seemed to lack the necessary medical tools.

However, this little difficulty was not a problem for Ye Fan at all. He made a prompt decision and used his fingers to accurately press several key acupuncture points on the driver's body and pressed them hard.

His movements were skillful and neat, like that of an experienced doctor, and his goal was to make the driver regain consciousness as quickly as possible.

Ye Fan's every move was seen by the middle-aged man who just got off the car, and even the little girl standing next to him couldn't help but show curiosity on her face.

The middle-aged man stared at Ye Fan's technique, and an indescribable shock surged in his heart. He never thought that acupuncture could be used in this way!

After a little thought, the middle-aged man resolutely opened the car door, took out an antique needle bag from the car, then walked towards Ye Fan and handed the needle bag to him.

"Little brother, I see that you don't seem to have any silver needles with you. I'll lend you my set of silver needles for now." The middle-aged man's tone was sincere and firm.

Ye Fan was interrupted while performing first aid, but he didn't think much about it when he saw the needle bag in front of him. Since he had the tools, it would be easy and he wouldn't have to use his fingers so much.

Ye Fan withdrew his hand, took the bag handed to him by the middle-aged man, took out the silver needle and directly pierced it into several acupoints of the taxi driver with a very skillful and quick technique.

The middle-aged man who was watching from the side was also full of surprise. He didn't expect that the acupuncture skills of the young man in front of him had reached a level that he had never reached.

As the saying goes, experts see the doorway while laymen see the excitement. The middle-aged man asked himself if he could do Ye Fan's operations. From taking the pulse to giving acupuncture, there was no unnecessary movement and it was quick and neat.

Finally, Ye Fan withdrew his hand, stood up, and then looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and asked,

"you are a doctor?"

When the middle-aged man heard Ye Fan's question, he quickly replied: "My name is Ren Xinzheng, and I come from the same sect as Zhongzhen. May I ask who your master is?"

Upon hearing this, Ye Fan thought to himself, "So he is a Chinese medicine practitioner, no wonder he carries silver needles with him."

Seeing that he was polite, Ye Fan also politely returned his greeting, "My name is Ye Fan, I have no sect or school."

When Ren Xinzheng heard this, he thought Ye Fan didn't want to say it, so he didn't ask any more questions.

At this time, Ye Fan also took out his mobile phone and called the emergency number.