Fire Phoenix and the Butcher made comprehensive arrangents for any possible external situations.
Next up was dealing with internal matters.
The Butcher said without hesitation: "Your current condition has stabilized, just waiting for a matching heart for surgery. However, this matter must be told to your wife, it can’t be hidden."
His plan was, of course, to inform ngyao and others so ngyao could take care of Ye Fan. Besides, ngyao and her group naturally have the right to know; hiding it wouldn’t be fair.
"I think it’s better not to say anything for now. It’s not too late to tell her after my condition improves a little. Telling ngyao now would only make her anxious. It won’t help the actual situation, so why make another person worry?" Ye Fan said.
"Are you still afraid of ngyao worrying? If you knew this, you shouldn’t have acted so rashly." Fire Phoenix reprimanded.
Although Ye Fan did nothing wrong, Fire Phoenix could understand, but still, ngyao had to be inford. This was the ti to bla Ye Fan if ever there was one, and she wasn’t stingy with her criticism.
The purpose of this was also to warn Ye Fan to be more cautious when encountering such situations in the future.
"You’re exhibiting typical male chauvinism; you’re too selfish, do you know that?" The Butcher disagreed with Ye Fan’s words, "Sothing this big has happened, and you still don’t plan to tell your wife. What are you thinking?"
"It can be told a bit later, after my surgery, it’ll be fine to tell ngyao then," Ye Fan insisted on his opinion, "I also don’t want ngyao to be more anxious, you know?"
"I don’t know, and I don’t want to know." The Butcher bluntly said, "I just know she must be told."
"Do you two have the sa opinion?" Ye Fan focused his gaze on Fire Phoenix and asked.
Since the Butcher had made up his mind, it depended on how Fire Phoenix viewed this issue.
"This ti, we can’t let him just do whatever he wants." The Butcher warned Fire Phoenix.
"ngyao must be told," Fire Phoenix confird.
"That’s right; we must be of one mind; so things can’t be hidden." The Butcher was imdiately pleased.
"Please, I’m begging you two, just tell ngyao a bit later. Besides, in my current state, it’s not good for ngyao to see. When things get better, I’ll tell her myself. How could you bear to make her anxious now?" Ye Fan implored intensely.
"There’s nothing about bearing it or not; I’m broad-minded." The Butcher muttered and then mocked, "Are you worried about how you look in front of ngyao? You’re too selfish!"
"Is this selfishness?" Ye Fan cried out: "If you tell ngyao about my situation, she’ll be scared to death."
"Quite considerate, thinking about your wife," The Butcher grinned, "I believe your wife’s ntal fortitude is strong. If I haven’t panicked, she certainly won’t."
"You guys..." Ye Fan’s face imdiately turned black.
"What ’you guys’?" The Butcher interrupted, "Not telling your wife about sothing this crucial is just wrong."
"Fine, tell her if you must. Even if we don’t say anything, ngyao will eventually find out." Ye Fan said helplessly, "Sky Net has been dismantled, and with you two making such a big fuss at the hospital guarding a patient, when this news reaches ngyao, she’ll guess it’s who’s hurt."
"Lucky you still have that bit of self-awareness. I thought you didn’t." Fire Phoenix laughed.
"Boss, I have to give you a piece of my mind, whether you like it or not, you must listen." The Butcher said seriously, "ngyao is your fiancée; if sothing happens to you, you have to tell her. She’s not your mom; you can’t just share good news, not bad."
What the Butcher said was crude but true.
"Right, ngyao isn’t your mom; this mindset of only sharing good news is wrong." Fire Phoenix burst into laughter.
"You scoundrel, how can you say that? You’re driving crazy, truly driving crazy." Ye Fan wanted to spit blood, almost being driven mad.
"Ha ha, ha ha ha, Boss, am I not talented? Don’t admire ; everything I said makes sense and is worth pondering over. If you don’t believe it, think it over carefully." The Butcher laughed heartily.
"..." Ye Fan looked at the laughing Fire Phoenix and the Butcher, and was left without tears to cry.
"Look at Boss’s face turning black like the bottom of a pot; it’s so enjoyable." The Butcher laughed holding his belly.
"Look at you, look at your complacent attitude," Ye Fan criticized.
"I am complacent, so what can you do about it? Bite ." The Butcher was casual.
"Ugh, can you stop being so shaless? You’re making my stomach hurt with anger." Ye Fan chuckled awkwardly.
"No ti to deal with you, I’m gonna give your wife a little scare." The Butcher said, pulling out his phone and dialing ngyao’s number.
Once the line connected, the Butcher couldn’t wait and said: "Sister-in-law, I’ve got sothing to tell you, you need to be strong, and after hearing it, make sure to control your emotions, don’t cry."
"What’s going on?" ngyao’s calm voice carried a hint of worry.
"Well, Boss isn’t doing well, he’s only got a breath left. You should co take a look; it might help him rest in peace." The Butcher said seriously, "Sister-in-law, you must endure, death is irreversible, please don’t cry."
His words were like a doctor without ethics telling family mbers directly that the patient had died, urging them to prepare for the end.
The impact was therefore imaginable.
But his words were also contradictory, saying there was still a breath, then death is irreversible, riddled with flaws.
"Is this what you ant by giving ngyao a little scare?" Fire Phoenix comnted, having gained a new understanding of the Butcher’s audacity to joke.
The Butcher exaggerated the situation, just wanting to see ngyao’s reaction. He was afraid of overdoing it, so he was always ready with a backup plan. If ngyao cried or was heartbroken, he would imdiately clarify the actual situation.
It was also to apologize for his joke.
He couldn’t really just say sothing unpleasant; a redy of pleasant words was necessary.
If he went too far, ngyao coming to settle accounts would be unwanted trouble.
Moreover, with Ye Fan around, he naturally needed to restrain himself a little.
"You bastard, Butcher, you can’t make jokes like this, are you trying to kill ?" Ye Fan was furious; he was deeply worried that ngyao might really take it badly; that would be his fault.
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