Siheyuan: I have a mental illness

Yi Zhonghai looked at Liu Haizhong and suddenly felt dissatisfied. It was already this late and he was still making trouble in his home.

Yi Zhonghai pulled Liu Haizhong and said, "Old Liu, so many people in the hospital are looking at you. You are also the second uncle in the hospital, can't you solve the current problem first and then talk about other things?" Then he looked at Yan Bugui and said, "Why did we hold this hospital-wide meeting today? Why did Xie Cheng go back and call Ye Fan? Isn't it because Ye Fan beats people when he is impulsive?

If Ye Fan continues to stay in our courtyard, such things will definitely happen again in the future. We must solve this problem fundamentally instead of arguing with Lao Liu here. "

Xu Damao looked at the three stewards with a smile on his face, thinking, Ye Fan alone has made the courtyard so chaotic, you stewards are no match for him! I am so afraid of you normally.

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, Yan Bugui frowned, looked at Liu Haizhong, and pursed his lips tightly.

Liu Haizhong said angrily: "This idiot Zhu and his gang went to find the police, why haven't they come back yet?"

Seeing that Liu Haizhong no longer talked about Liu Guangtian, Yi Zhonghai felt relieved.

Qin Huairu's eyes swept over the three managers, and a strange thought surged in her heart. Recently, her mother-in-law, Jia Zhang, has become more and more unbearable and has never been kind to her. This situation makes Qin Huairu feel extremely uncomfortable, but since she is still a rural hukou, she can only choose to endure it temporarily. However, for some reason, since meeting Ye Fan, Qin Huairu's long-silent heart has become restless again.

Time passed quickly, and soon Sha Zhu and Liu Guangtian, along with three public security comrades, arrived at Courtyard No. 95.

Seeing the arrival of the public security comrades, Yi Zhonghai ran forward first, stretched out his hand to one of the leading old public security officers, shook the old public security officer's hand, and said: "Comrade Public Security, you are finally here. If you hadn't come, our courtyard would have been turned upside down by Ye Fan."

A female police officer on the right of the old police officer looked at Yi Zhonghai, frowned and said: "Old comrade, you are the elder brother of the working class after all. What is it that makes you so embarrassed that you ask us police officers for help?"

Upon hearing this, Yi Zhonghai looked at the female police officer, smiled bitterly, and said, "Little comrade, I'm not afraid of you laughing at me, just look at my face." Then he pointed to his left cheek and said, "This is what happened when Ye Fan beat me. He relied on the fact that he was a retired combatant and didn't take the people seriously at all. He either beat or scolded us workers and our families!"

Yan Bugui walked to the side of the public security comrades and burst into tears, shouting: "Comrades public security! There is no justice, no law! That Ye Fan kicked my flower stand, stepped on the flowers I had worked so hard to grow, and beat me.

However, he relied on the fact that he was a retired combat soldier and didn't take me, a people's teacher, seriously at all! "

Liu Haizhong was also aggrieved at this time, and shouted: "Comrade Public Security, that Ye Fan not only did these things, he also beat me and my son, and urinated on my son to wake him up. Comrade Public Security, you have to make the decision for us!"

As soon as Liu Haizhong finished speaking, the people in the yard covered their mouths and started laughing.

Sha Zhu and Liu Guangtian, who were standing by, also felt their heads buzzing and almost exploded. They didn't know who had said that they were woken up by Ye Fan's urine.

You know, even Yan Jiecheng said it was poured with urine, but pouring and spitting are two different concepts.

Wet the container and put it in it, then just take it out and put it on your head.

Yi Zhonghai glanced at Liu Haizhong and said, "Comrade Public Security, it's not just these. Jia Zhang and her son Jia Dongxu from our hospital were also beaten into the hospital by Ye Fan. They are still in the hospital and haven't come back yet?"

After listening to what Yi Zhonghai and the others said, the old policeman frowned and asked, "Doesn't the street office care about people like this? How did they let things develop to this point?"

The female police officer also frowned and asked the question in her mind, "Yes, don't you, the street office, care about people like this?"

Yi Zhonghai sighed and said, "Director Wang from the Street Office came today, but because of Ye Fan's identity, Director Wang did not pursue the matter too much."

After hearing what Yi Zhonghai said, the female police officer snorted coldly and said sternly: "It's a new society now, but you still talk about nepotism. Is this how Director Wang works as a public servant?"

Yi Zhonghai quickly explained: "Little comrade, you have misunderstood Director Wang. Director Wang can't do anything about Ye Fan. After all, Ye Fan is a retired combatant."

Yi Zhonghai didn't dare to throw dirty water on Director Wang, otherwise, he would have a hard time in the future.

Although Yi Zhonghai explained, the female police officer sneered: "What's wrong with retired combatants? Can retired combatants bully others?"

The old police officer may be more insightful than the young female police officer, and asked: "Can you take me to see the Ye Fan you mentioned?"

The old policeman didn't quite believe what Yi Zhonghai and the others said. You have to know that the directors of the street offices were carefully selected and it is absolutely impossible for them to do something like defending a bully.

Upon hearing this, Yan Bugui hurriedly said, "Comrade Gong'an, come with me. I will take you to find that kid Ye Fan."

As he spoke, Yi Zhonghai and his men brought the police to the backyard, and the people in the courtyard also followed to the backyard to watch the fun.

When he arrived at Ye Fan's door, seeing that the light was still on, Yi Zhonghai pretended to knock on it.

Bang, bang, bang

There were several knocks on the door.

Ye Fan in the room shouted: "Who is it? It's so late."

Ye Fan used the Sacred Heart Technique to observe the movements in the courtyard, so naturally he knew every move of Yi Zhonghai and the others.

Now it's just a pretense.

After hearing what Ye Fan said, Yi Zhonghai also shouted: "Ye Fan, open the door, the public security comrades are here."

A few seconds later, Ye Fan opened the door and looked at Yi Zhonghai, Liu Haizhong, Yan Bugui, the police and the people in the courtyard outside.

Ye Fan raised the corners of his mouth slightly, revealing a faint smile: "Wow, so many people! Why are you not sleeping so late at night? Don't you have to go to work tomorrow?" He swept his eyes over the crowd, as if he was not surprised by their appearance.

Yi Zhonghai snorted coldly with a gloomy face, stared at Ye Fan closely, and said coldly: "Hmph, you are still in the mood to laugh! The public security comrades have arrived, why don't you confess your things!" His tone was full of severity and blame, as if he believed that Ye Fan had committed an unforgivable crime.

The female police officer looked at Ye Fan's smiling face, and her heart tightened. She found herself unconsciously clenching the corner of her clothes, and a strange emotion surged in her heart. She tried to keep herself calm, but Ye Fan's brilliant smile was like sunshine, penetrating her defenses and illuminating a corner deep in her heart.

Ye Fan turned his gaze to the three police officers standing at the door, still with a smile on his face: "You three come to my door late at night. I wonder if there is anything important that requires my cooperation in the investigation?" His voice was calm and gentle, and one could not detect a trace of tension or uneasiness from his expression.

Looking at Ye Fan's warm smile, the female police officer lowered her head involuntarily, trying to hide her inner panic. She bit her lips lightly and told herself to stay professional and calm. After all, she was a police officer and could not lose her composure because of a person's smile.

Qin Huairu, who was behind the crowd, stared at Ye Fan with a complex look in her eyes. She felt as if her heart was hit by a heavy stone.