Chapter 166 Take over

Ye Fan nodded. Of course he knew what Liangtian meant. In order to reduce unnecessary trouble, national leaders like them would have many substitutes, but no one could tell which one was a substitute and which one was a real person.

Ye Fan watched Liangtian leave and slowly sat on the bed. Zhou Zhiruo went out and didn't know where she went, and she hasn't come back now. She probably thought that his conversation with the leader had not ended yet.

Ye Fan rubbed his achestic arm and looked straight ahead with a blank look.

It has been almost two years since he came to Kyoto. His life has undergone earth-shaking changes in the past two years. His original intention was to find the real murderer behind the scenes who killed his two brothers, avenge them, and find the huge drug lord who sells drugs.

But now, both things have not been completed yet. I have found out the drug lord and have some clues. Following this clue, I may find that person, but the murderer who killed his two brothers is still missing.

"I can't continue like this anymore. I must act quickly. After this matter is done, I can't be disturbed by these external objects. I only have these two things to come here." He sweared in his heart.

"Brother Ye Fan, I'm back. Uncle Liang has gone?" Zhou Zhiruo pushed open the door and looked around but didn't see Liangtian. There was a disappointment in her eyes that could not be concealed.

This made Ye Fan very curious. Although Zhou Zhiruo was not cold to others, she had never been so enthusiastic, especially since she had only met Liang Tian once.

"I left, I left after I finished speaking. What's wrong?"

"It's okay, I just bought him something. When we were chatting just now, he said that he liked to eat persimmon cakes the most. I happened to see this one from downstairs, so I bought two bags, but I didn't expect that he had already left when he came back."

Zhou Zhiruo stared blankly at the two bags of persimmon cakes in her hand, at a loss.

"Okay, don't be sad. I'll bring it to him for you. Maybe he will come over next time! You can give it to him next time."

Ye Fan took a bag of persimmon cakes from Zhou Zhiruo's hand. The persimmon cakes had a bright yellow light, and a thick layer of white frost on them looked very sweet, soft, and delicious.

"Sister Zhiruo, I'm so sad! I didn't expect you to buy this for someone you just met, and Brother Ye Fan didn't even have one." Ye Fan cried and complained dissatisfiedly.

In fact, he saw Zhou Zhiruo's lonely expression on her face and wanted to make her happy.

Sure enough, when Zhou Zhiruo heard Ye Fan's words, he finally smiled: "Brother Ye Fan, what are you saying? But Sister Wu Lin just told you that your wound has not healed yet. You cannot eat peppers and persimmons, otherwise the wound will be difficult to heal."

Zhou Zhiruo shook her head, and Brother Ye Fan was always like a child.

"So that's the case, that's fine. I thought I had to say that my sister had forgotten me!" Ye Fan finally smiled when he heard Zhou Zhiruo say this.

"Brother Ye Fan, don't think so in the future. Who will be close to me in the future? Brother Ye Fan is the only person I can replace." Zhou Zhiruo put away his smile and said with great firmness.

"You, this silly girl, my brother has never thought about it like this. My biggest wish now is to hope that you can live a happy life. I have nothing to ask for anything else." Ye Fan rubbed Zhou Zhiruo's head and said softly.

After staying in the hospital for seven days, Ye Fan could no longer stand the hospital environment and insisted on going home. Although the wound on his arm had not healed yet, Wu Lin was so rubbed by Ye Fan that he had no choice but to issue him a form to allow him to discharge.

Ye Fan, who was walking in front, put his luggage in the car, and Zhou Zhiruo followed him, looking unwilling.

"What's wrong? I've gotten used to staying in the hospital, and now I don't even want to go home." Ye Fan teased.

"Brother Ye Fan, you are so old, I really don't know what to say about you. Sister Wu Lin has already said that the wound has not healed yet and cannot be discharged now, but why do you have to be discharged from the hospital? What if the wound is infected? What should I do if it cracks again?" Zhou Zhiruo opened her eyes with red eyes.

Brother Ye Fan has always been like this. He doesn't take care of himself at all and doesn't care about his body at all.

"Don't worry, silly girl! I know my body better than anyone else. Now I have initially healed. As long as I don't touch it, I will never bleed. I will get better after going home for a few days. I really don't want to stay in the hospital, and I'll have to cover my body with prickly heat. My little ancestor, just forgive me this time!"

Ye Fan almost knelt down and begged for mercy. Zhou Zhiruo nodded, but this did not mean that she had agreed with Brother Ye Fan's intention to go home despite Sister Wu Lin's suggestion. She just swears in her heart that she would take good care of Brother Ye Fan in the past or two months and let him recover as soon as possible.

So this triggered something. After Ye Fan returned home, he wanted to do something to exercise his muscles, but every time he did something, Zhou Zhiruo would follow him and snatch what he wanted to do.

He picked up the mop and Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the mop, and Zhou Zhiruo grabbed the kitchen knife. In the end, Ye Fan could only sit on the sofa and watch TV bored, and instantly found that living at home was exactly the same as in the hospital.

Looking at Zhou Zhiruo who was mopping the floor, Ye Fan couldn't help but frown.

"Let me do it, sister Zhiruo, I'm really fine. You are treating me as a critically ill patient! My arms are much better, and I can still do small things like mopping the floor. Go and take a break and don't be tired."

Ye Fan Xiaozhi was moved with emotion and was about to take Zhou Zhiruo's mop with his hands, but Zhou Zhiruo did not hand the mop to him.

"Sit down and let me do it. As you said, this is just a small matter and I can't be tired." Zhou Zhiruo turned around and left, continuing to drag somewhere else, just not handing the mop to Ye Fan.

"Zhou Zhiruo, this is my family. I don't allow you to do this. Hurry up and hand me the mop." Ye Fan had a stern face in front of Zhou Zhiruo for the first time.

Although he was not really angry, he just scared Zhou Zhiruo, but the first time he saw Ye Fan in this appearance, Zhou Zhiruo was indeed shocked.

But she still adhered to her principles: "If I say I don't give it, I won't give it. Brother Ye Fan, don't you want to hit me, right? Then come and beat it. Even if you hit me, I won't give it to you." Zhou Zhiruo turned around and left, and took the mop away.

Ye Fan smiled and shook his head, looking helplessly at her leaving behind.
Chapter completed!