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The third thousand and twenty-five chapters fell into it(2/2)

"I hope Doctor Ye can give me a chance."

When Steve saw Ye Fan's value, he rushed to win over while the iron was hot.

"One hundred million?"

Ye Fan said lightly: "Is it a lot of 100 million?"

"My former sister-in-law, if only within three months, she will have enough for 16 hours to fight on the landlord online, the chess and card company will give her 32 million advertising fee."

"A hundred million, she will get it in fifty hours."

"You have to be listed for one hundred million yuan for a year and you still have to be on call."

Ye Fan slightly contempts: "What is your money, is it made of gold or diamonds?"

"I'm sorry, sorry, Doctor Ye, I'm sloppy."

Steve looked embarrassed, then bit his teeth and all his trump cards:

"In this way, a minimum salary of 100 million yuan will be added to the Virgin Mary Hospital."

"This dividend is not limited to the Notre Dame Hospital in Hengcheng, but also includes the Notre Dame Hospital in the world."

“There are sixty companies in total.”

"After summarizing the dividends, they are definitely astronomical numbers."

"But I have a small request."

Steve acted as if he couldn't bear to let the child goblins: "That's to hope to worship Dr. Ye as his teacher."

The magical talisman painting to save people still impact Steve's heart.

"Ask me as your teacher? Divide the whole world's Notre Dame hospital?"

Ye Fan narrowed his eyes when he heard this and looked at Steve with great interest:

“This is a bit interesting.”

"Okay, depending on your sincerity, I will promise you this deal."

"I will send someone to communicate with you in the specific details."

Although Ye Fan was surprised that a small director of Hengcheng could give 10% of the shares on behalf of the Holy Mother Hospital.

This means that Steve's identity is not as simple as it is.

But he didn't waste much time exploring.

Ye Fan was preparing to take down one dividend first.

He was not interested in money, but he did not lose the instinct to pick up money.

As for teaching Steve to draw talismans to save people, Ye Fan threw a set of third-rate talisman techniques, which was enough for him to study for the rest of his life.

"Thank you, Doctor Ye, thank you, Doctor Ye, no, thank you, Master."

Steve bowed politely to Ye Fan: "Steve has met his master."

"No need to be polite, go in and stare at Isabel."

When Ye Fan saw Benara coming out of the ward, he waved Steve to leave:

"No need to be polite. Go in and watch Isabel's situation, so that the nurse will not make any trouble."

"Also, you will personally treat Isabel in the next two days, so I can see your medical skills."

Ye Fan smiled: "This way I can teach you according to my aptitude."

"I understand, I must take good care of Isabel!"

Steve nodded happily and entered the ward with excitement on his face.

As soon as Steve left, Benara, who walked out, squeezed out: "Mr. Ye, thank you."

Ye Fan took out a tissue and wiped the corner of his mouth, looking at Benara's cough:

"Miss Benara, although I saved Isabel, I also consumed hundreds of milliliters of my essence and blood."

"At the same time, excessive overdrawing of my dantian was injured."

"In normal times, I have to recuperate for a year or two before I can recover from treatment."

"Today I have experienced two battles between tulips and coastal highways. Saving people like this has consumed my life."

"My body is damaged and my lifespan will be a few years less."

"I treat you so much, and I hope you can repay you sincerely."

"Three days later, Hilton Hotel 1308, fulfill your promise."

Ye Fan reached out and stroked Benara's pretty face, then left her with a cough.

He staggered, and the tissues thrown into the trash can were like blood.

Benara looked at Ye Fan's back and saw unprecedented complex emotions.
Chapter completed!
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