Xiao Mei hurriedly stepped forward to support her husband and gently massaged his back to let him breathe more smoothly.

After spitting out the filth in his stomach, Song Hanchi sighed long, but this sigh seemed to have overcome thousands of difficulties and dangers. The natural barrier of life and death finally cleared the clouds and the sun was clear, and the rain passed.

"Han Chi, how do you feel now?" Xiao Mei asked nervously.

"Haha..." Song Hanchi's pale face showed a smile and attached it to his wife's ear and whispered: "I just want to say one thing now... Xiaomei, I love you."

"..." Xiao Mei was surprised for a few seconds before she blushed her face and gently slapping her husband like a little girl: "When did you become so sweet-mouthed?"

From falling in love to getting married, and having been together for so many years, this kind of upright and dull husband has really said these three words to me for the first time.

Song Hanchi hugged his wife tightly. Yes, for so many years, in order to realize his political ambitions, he has been working and fighting hard. After reaching a high position, he has to deal with various forces and fight wits and courage. As for the family behind him, he has less and less cared about it. Xiao Mei is very virtuous and never showed any dissatisfaction, but he can feel the loss. He has tried many times to take time to spend more time with his wife, but in the end, he has left it alone because of those official duties that seem to never finish.

There must be gains, and there must be gains. This is his summary of his life before he fell ill.

When she was in a coma just now, Song Hanchi's brain was still moving, and he could vaguely hear his wife crying in pain, and the sentence "Even if I have to trade my life for me!"

At that moment, Song Hanchi finally realized what is the most important and most worth cherishing in his life.

At this moment, Song Hanchi was full of gratitude to Fang Hong, not only thanking Fang Hong for saving his life, but also thanking Fang Hong for making him understand the true meaning of life, otherwise he would have left this world with infinite regrets and self-blame.

How can you clean the world if you don’t clean a house? If you don’t even have your own relatives, how can you make happiness for the world?

"Xiao Mei, help me get out of bed." Song Hanchi wanted Xiao Mei to help him get out of bed and bow to Fang Hong, but Fang Hong waved his hand to stop him: "No need to be polite, you have just recovered from a serious illness, have a good rest."

Song Hanchi said gratefully: "Doctor Fang, then I am here to thank you for your help!"

Ding! The black merit monument deep in Fang Hong's soul suddenly shone with golden light, and there were thousands of colorful ways. After the golden light passed, the number on it suddenly became a negative one hundred ginseng.

Added a full ninety points of merit!

What a guy, this kid is indeed a great sage official! Doctor Fang was so excited.

This is the most rewarding vote since rebirth. As long as you save 138 points of merit, I will no longer have a negative character!

Of course, Doctor Fang was still very calm on the surface, but outsiders did not notice his inner excitement at all.

After using cinnabar realgar powder to neutralize the dirt on the ground, Fang Hong said to Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi: "The patient only needs to rest for a while and take traditional Chinese medicines that replenish blood and nourish qi and nourish the internal organs to completely recover. I won't prescribe this prescription. You two can take the medicine as appropriate."

"Yes." Song and Xiao said respectfully.

After giving the order, Fang Hong said to Li Qingyu: "Qingyu, let's go."

"It's him!" Suddenly someone shouted outside the door.

It was Song Hanchi's secretary Zhang Ziwen, and behind him were five policemen wearing police uniforms, as if facing a great enemy.

Just kidding, when Zhang Dami called the police, he claimed that someone had killed Deputy Mayor Song. This is a serious case, how can he not be nervous?

"Catch him!" Zhang Ziwen pointed at Fang Hong and issued an order.

The deputy mayor's secretary had an order, so the police naturally did not dare to neglect the slightest, and immediately surrounded him and handcuffed Fang Hong.

"Bastard! Stop!" Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi shouted angrily and rushed forward to protect Fang Hong. The two old men were usually gentle and elegant "Confucian doctors" and were always polite to others. But now when they saw someone trying to capture Dr. Fang, who was respectful to him, was furious and wanted to fight with these policemen.

"Xiao Zhang, what are you doing?" Xiao Mei also hurried forward to question.

Although she could guess it in her heart, Zhang Ziwen's arbitrary act still made Xiao Mei very dissatisfied.

Good guy, it’s a blessing that Han Chi is cured and you only appeared. If you kill the generals in the middle of the treatment, anger Dr. Fang, and he angrily let go, what would be so?

The attitudes of the two elders of Song and Xiao Mei made Zhang Ziwen messy in an instant. Didn’t that boy kill Song Hanchi? What’s wrong with me bringing the police to arrest him? Why do you all seem to eat me alive?

"He, he didn't call Deputy Mayor Song..." Zhang Ziwen pointed at Fang Hong.

"Bastard! Do you know if you rely on Doctor Fang to save Han Chi?" Song Wuji said angrily.

"Xiao Zhang, you apologize to Dr. Fang immediately!" At this time, Song Hanchi's weak voice came from the hospital bed.

If weak is weak, the majesty of the superior person has not diminished at all.

"..." Zhang Ziwen's mouth almost hit the ground. What's going on? Isn't Song Hanchi already dead? I carefully recalled the scene I saw with my own eyes more than ten minutes ago: Xiao Mei was lying on Song Hanchi and cried to death. Song Wuji and Xiao Hanyi were both old men sighed... Grass! Are those all hallucinations?

"Your mind is very fast." Fang Hong looked at Zhang Ziwen and sneered.

"You, you..." Zhang Ziwen's face turned pale and he couldn't help but take a few steps back, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Qingyu, let's go." Fang Hong left with his hands behind his back.

"Doctor Fang, we will give you a gift." The two elders Song and Xiao quickly followed.

"No need." Fang Hong said without looking back, his tone was not allowed to disobey, so the two elders had to stop.

"Doctor Fang, Han Chi and I will definitely come to thank you another day!" Xiao Mei bowed deeply to Fang Hong's back.

"You bastard! Who asked you to call the police? You almost killed Han Chi. Do you know how you acted as a secretary?" When Fang Hong walked away, Song Wuji could no longer suppress his anger and cursed Zhang Ziwen.

Old men usually rarely get angry, and it is even rare to curse people, but this time he is really angry.

Zhang Ziwen lowered his head like a stray dog, not daring to say a word.

The most unfair thing was the little policemen standing there with a look of panic and uneasy. What was going on? How could the murderer become a life-saving benefactor?

The contrast is too big!

Good, if you offend Deputy Mayor Song because of this, then we may not wear this police uniform again. Zhang Da Secret, Zhang Da Secret, you deserve it, but don’t cheat us!

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Besides, Fang Hong, as soon as he walked out of the hospital building, his coolness disappeared immediately. He took out his cell phone from his pocket and looked at it. He suddenly panicked: "It's broken, it's already ten o'clock, Qingyu, hurry up, take me back."

"Xiao Fang, do you have any urgent matters to do?" Li Qingyu also became nervous. It would definitely be a small matter to make this man who is very domineering in the face of a mayor!

(Yesterday, I had a 330 votes, and I didn’t say anything. The first update is. If I still make a single update today, please don’t vote for me in the future!)

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Chapter completed!