Strongest Guard

Defeating Principal Kang was Deputy Director Liang's first action after coming to the Dong Province to show off his influence.    

    

Mainly, it was due to Lee Nanfang.    

    

But no matter what was said, the relationship between Provincial Hall and the health authorities were controlled vertically from top to bottom.    

    

Deputy Director Liang's action of taking down Lao Kang and giving Lv Mingliang a position could be considered crossing the line. Of course, it would arouse the dissatisfaction of the leaders of the health departments.    

    

Due to certain reasons, he had to endure it for the time being. When the time was right, he would kick Lao Lv out.    

    

If Deputy Director Liang could come forward and protect Lv Mingliang, then he would have to pay the corresponding price.    

    

Lv Mingliang, is it worth Deputy Director Liang to pay the price?    

    

"Probably not."    

    

After a short while, Lee Nanfang shook his head and said, "No matter what, the relationship between you and Deputy Director Liang is not close enough for him to directly protect you."    

    

There were still some things that Lee Nanfang did not say out loud.    

    

Although he wasn't in the government, after spending so much time with Yue Zitong, he had come to understand some of the rules.    

    

There was a saying that fighting dogs still needed to be seen by the owner. If someone wanted to take down Lao Lv, who was picked up by Deputy Director Liang, they couldn't just drop the matter right?    

    

Similarly, he had to pay Old Liang a certain amount of benefits.    

    

Lv Mingliang wasn't Old Liang's right-hand man, nor was he his right-hand man. There were still benefits to be had, then what reason could he have to protect him and give benefits directly to the other side?    

    

Since Lee Nanfang could understand logic, Lv Mingliang definitely understood it better.    

    

Since Lee Nanfang had already said so, Lv Mingliang knew that he wouldn't agree. He went to ask Deputy Director Liang to protect him, smiled, and said: "Hehe, in fact, I'm just greeting you. "Oh, and business."    

    

"Alright. "Tell me."    

    

Lee Nanfang was curious as to what business they had.    

    

After mentioning the matters of business, Lv Mingliang's tone of voice turned normal, "Brother Lee, do you remember that you sent a girl to the hospital yesterday afternoon?"    

    

"I sent a girl to the hospital?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was stunned for a moment and then realized what he meant, "What the f * ck." If you didn't say it, I would have forgotten about it. "    

    

Yesterday afternoon, he bumped into a girl called Yang Xiao on his way to the Central Hospital to find Feng Yuntine.    

    

Although Lv Mingliang personally went and examined her and confirmed that she was miraculously unharmed, her head was severely injured and she lost consciousness due to the concussion.    

    

After that, Lee Nanfang went to find Feng Yuntine.    

    

Later on, he held his aunt in his arms and the happy couple returned the favor, forgetting about the matter.    

    

Now that Lv Mingliang reminded him, Lee Nanfang felt slightly guilty and asked in concern, "How is she now?"    

    

"He's injured."    

    

"What?"    

    

Lee Nanfang was stunned once again, "Didn't you check her body before? She isn't hurt?"    

    

"She wasn't hurt when the car accident happened. He was injured while in the hospital. "Speaking of which, it's my fault for not taking good care of her."    

    

First, Lv Mingliang criticized himself. With a few words, he recounted how Yang Xiao was injured during his stay in the hospital.    

    

She was injured in the early hours of the morning.    

    

She was still in a coma when the duty nurse went to her room at ten o'clock last night.    

    

However, at two in the morning, he heard a miserable scream coming from the room.    

    

The duty nurse rushed to look and saw her lying on the ground with her right hand on her left shoulder.    

    

The rack used to stand by the sickbed when she was giving blood to the patient. She was about to wake up, but she was still half conscious. She reached out her hand and knocked it over.    

    

When the rack hit the floor, it made a sound that frightened her. She subconsciously turned around and got up. Then, she accidentally fell off the bed.    

    

What a coincidence.    

    

She was falling off the bed when she hit the hanger.    

    

Above the rack, there were several stainless steel hooks, which were used to hang bottles.    

    

Puff! It pierced her left shoulder. She was clutching her bleeding left shoulder, trembling in pain when the intensive care nurse ran into the ward.    

    

Was this a medical accident?    

    

Calculate.    

    

Not really.    

    

It all depends on the patient.    

    

If the patient had to ask for a satisfactory answer and the hospital could not bear it, then this matter would definitely become the talk of the town.    

    

Originally, when Lv Mingliang heard that a soldier was coming to the hospital from the air, he became anxious because of the instability of Wu Yan's head. Now that he encountered this incident, it was easy to imagine how sad he was.    

    

After hearing that, Lee Nanfang was speechless: "Fuck, they really did close the door to catch the bird, what a coincidence. Brother Lu, what does she mean now? "    

    

"She did not speak. Ask her what and she won't say anything. "    

    

"Is he going to be a martyr who would rather die than say anything?" Oh, by the way, didn't she contact her family when she woke up? "    

    

"Nor."    

    

Lv Mingliang said on the other side, "I've asked her a few times already, saying that I can help her contact her family, but she didn't say anything."    

    

"Alright, I understand. "Wait a moment, I'll go take a look."    

    

The moment he ended his conversation with Lv Mingliang, his aunt appeared again.    

    

He had already changed into a very elegant set of professional equipment. The way he leaned against the door frame with his hands folded across his chest made it easy for people to think of the idiom "laughing through the door".    

    

Therefore, Lee Nanfang asked, "Sister, how much is it for one night?"    

    

"Great sir, just give it to me as you see fit." "Anyways, I'm going to the city, so I have no objections."    

    

"Are there any standards?"    

    

"Of course."    

    

"Tell me about it."    

    

"A dragon service is thirty thousand dollars..."    

    

"Holy sh * t, you got that gold lining? "So expensive!"    

    

Lee Nanfang had just said this when his phone smashed right at his head.    

    

Fortunately, he was prepared for this. He lifted up his hand and placed it on the bedside table before lifting up the blanket. "A real good wife and mother would never smash things while flirting with their husband."    

    

Yue Zitong, who was about to enter, grabbed his ear and asked him what the highest price was for a service she had received before, spat at him once she saw him lift up the quilt, turned around and walked away.    

    

"What are you pretending to be serious about? I've used them all. "    

    

Lee Nanfang twitched his lips in disdain. He grabbed a pair of pants from a hook on the wall and draped it over his shoulder like a towel. Then, he walked out of the room like a red fruit.    

    

"Since you're already so old, can we have some face?"    

    

Yue Zitong, who was already sitting on the sofa outside, scolded him in a low voice as she saw him walk out. She was so embarrassed that she immediately turned around.    

    

Lee Nanfang raised his hand and quickly covered his face.    

    

When he finished washing up and changed his clothes, it was already ten o'clock.    

    

Yue Zitong also heated up the breakfast she made earlier.    

    

Aunt Yue was still very enlightened.    

    

Since he was determined to be a good wife for Lee Nanfang, he would not only serve him in that way, but also fulfill the obligation for most women to walk around the stove.    

    

Regardless of whether or not the food she cooked could be eaten, this kind of attitude was worthy of praise.    

    

Praising others didn't cost anything, so Lee Nanfang was definitely not stingy.    

    

But if he was to eat his aunt's breakfast — well, take a knife and cut off his head.    

    

Was this a meal for a person?    

    

Or could it be that because it was so worthless to buy the bamboo with salt, Yue Zitong had gone all out to make a dish of stir-fry bamboo shoot and turn it into pickled vegetables?    

    

"Doesn't it taste good?"    

    

Seeing that Lee Nanfang only took a sip of the porridge, which might not be worth much, Aunt Yue put down her chopsticks and wiped her mouth, saying that she was full, then her face turned dark.    

    

"Delicious."    

    

Lee Nanfang smacked his lips.    

    

"Delicious. Why aren't you eating all of it?"    

    

"I'm full."    

    

"Then, what about the rest?"    

    

"Ask you." Why don't you eat it? "    

    

"I've been losing weight recently. I don't eat breakfast."    

    

"I want to lose weight too!"    

    

Lee Nanfang thought about it and said, "Why don't we raise a puppy?"    

    

Yue Zitong blurted out, "Little mutt, I don't think you can eat my cooking, right?"    

    

Finally, she was able to admit to herself that the food she cooked was extremely unpalatable.    

    

"After eating our fill, shouldn't we step onto our respective fronts?"    

    

With a guilty mood, Lee Nanfang took the initiative to pour out all the dishes. After washing the dishes and bowls clean, he used a towel to wipe his hands and walked out of the restaurant.    

    

The living room was empty.    

    

The black Mercedes in the yard outside was also gone.    

    

Lee Nanfang was very surprised that he didn't hear his aunt driving to work.    

    

The conclusion was that he had been too focused on his confession to the heavens that he shouldn't have wasted food, thus ignoring the existence of others.    

    

"If this is what life will be like for the next few decades, then it seems pretty good."    

    

Lee Nanfang sincerely talked to himself as he jumped onto the white Bmw with the cigarette in his mouth.    

    

He did not know how other people lived their small lives.    

    

He only felt that he enjoyed his life from early in the morning until now.    

    

The relationship with his aunt, who served him twice with shyness and timidity, was not very — impossible.    

    

The ancients had already said that food and sex were only second to having a full stomach.    

    

However, he was very clear that he didn't have much hope of enjoying a peaceful life in the future.    

    

Yue Zitong had already become addicted to drugs and would wither overnight in at most sixteen years.    

    

Fortunately, sixteen years was long enough for him to find a solution and strangle the evil fruit in its cradle.    

    

Now, what Lee Nanfang was most worried about was Yang Xiao.    

    

Where did that strange and terrifying monster that even the combined efforts of Ye Xiaodao and Holan Fusu come from?    

    

Why, when Lee Nanfang saw him, he had the fear of a mouse seeing a cat.    

    

Was Yang Xiao related to the Black Dragon that was hidden inside his body in a way that he could not have imagined?    

    

Besides Yang Xiao, there were still a lot of other things that Lee Nanfang needed to focus on.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin's Life--Lee Nanfang didn't want that black woman to die just like that.    

    

Even if he had to admit it, he was bewitched by her alluring body.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang wasn't of much use in this matter.    

    

Helan Xiaoxin deserved to die ten thousand times.    

    

Then, what about Hua Yeshen?    

    

Lee Nanfang clearly remembered that when he left the Seven Stars Club, he sent a message to her, telling her to rest well and leave all the trouble to him.    

    

In the blink of an eye, so many days had passed, yet he didn't even have the leisure to look for Zhan Fei.    

    

Other than these women, there was also Loong Chengcheng who was pregnant with his children.    

    

With regards to the Pearl Loong Family, perhaps it could be said that he would just swallow his anger on account of everything that had happened.    

    

What about the Beijing Yue Clan?    

    

Even if Old Liang, who represented the Yue Clan in Dong Province, had released enough goodwill towards Lee Nanfang, the reality of Loong Chengcheng's big belly was not something that he could solve with just a few words of explanation.    

    

And — your sister.    

    

Only then did Lee Nanfang realize that there were so many troublesome matters that were bothering him like maggots, causing him to blame himself for wanting to waste the morning's enjoyment.    

    

However, Lee Nanfang felt that even if the heavens gave him another ten hours, he would still rent his aunt's black silky feet for free.    

    

For some things, not to mention wasting time, even if you gave your head to someone else, you would still have to get it.    

    

While his mind was wandering, the car arrived at the entrance of the Central Hospital.    

    

A small white sedan with two boxes was just coming from the opposite direction.