The Tang Sanguo was able to see through the universe at a glance, and he was grateful to Ye Fan.

Ye Fan's tone was calm: "They were born to evil people, but they did not do evil things, so they are naturally worthy of my protection."

Tang Sanguo took a deep breath and said, "I understand, no matter what, thank you."

"I hope you really understand."

Ye Fan stared at the wrinkled Tang Sanguo and said, "I hope you have the guilt of repentance."

"Otherwise, you not only harmed yourself, but also harmed the three Ruoxue sisters."

"A butterfly flaps its wings, and a hurricane may be born a thousand kilometers away."

"Similarly, if you are a little unwilling to accept it or make small moves, you may get yourself and the three Ruoxue sisters in."

Ye Fan patted the water droplets on his body: "If you commit a crime, you should commit a good punishment, rather than being unwilling to accept it."

"I'm all in prison, what's the point of not being willing to give up?"

Tang Sanguo looked at Ye Fan with gentle eyes: "Do you think my old bones can cause storms?"

Ye Fan asked back: "What do you think?"

Tang Sanguo greeted Ye Fan's eyes calmly and laughed:

"I said, you just thought too much. My body at this age has no extra choice except waiting for death."

"Not to mention this, it's windy and rainy outside. Should you come in and have a glass of wine and eat a piece of hot tofu?"

"Eating hot tofu on this kind of wet and cold rainy day is definitely a good thing in the world."

While speaking, he gently lifted the stove, making the flames more vigorous and the tofu aroma stronger.

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes: "You have food and drink, and a small red mud stove, you're doing a good life."

There was not much turbulence on Tang Sanguo's face, but he just gently blew the red charcoal fire:

"There is no way, the guards and nurses in the sanatorium are afraid of my infectious diseases."

"November ago, several people who delivered food and cleaned me, and they caused serious physical illnesses to die."

"So, people who serve me for more than a week will almost be infected and die miserably."

"This made not only no one approached me, but he didn't even want to deliver food to me every day."

"I have harmed so many people and can't harm people anymore. I asked them to give me refrigerators and kitchenware, and then I will give the ingredients once a week."

"I serve myself."

"The Jinyi Pavilion also knows that I am a dying person, so I meet these requirements."

Tang Sanguo raised his wine glass: "And this will kill fewer people."

Ye Fan stared at Tang Sanguo's wrinkles and asked with interest: "Are you worried about killing them, are you worried about killing me?"

"Of course I'm worried."

Tang Sanguo also smiled: "But you said just now, you are a miracle doctor, what is a mere infectious disease?"

"Come on, it's rare to get together, come in and eat and drink."

"And this time we meet may be the last time we meet."

Tang Sanguo stood up to get an extra cup and prepared to have a good drink with Ye Fan.

"good!"

Ye Fan laughed loudly and then stepped in.

But when he stepped across the threshold, his calves became weak, his center of gravity lost, and he pounced on Ye Fan. He crashed into the red mud stove...
Chapter completed!