Fire Phoenix and the Butcher made comprehensive arrangements 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 Mengyao and others so Mengyao could take care of Ye Fan. Besides, Mengyao 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 Mengyao 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 Mengyao 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, Mengyao had to be informed. This was the time to blame 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, "Something 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 Mengyao then," Ye Fan insisted on his opinion, "I also don’t want Mengyao 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 same 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 time, we can’t let him just do whatever he wants." The Butcher warned Fire Phoenix.

"Mengyao must be told," Fire Phoenix confirmed.

"That’s right; we must be of one mind; some things can’t be hidden." The Butcher was immediately pleased.

"Please, I’m begging you two, just tell Mengyao a bit later. Besides, in my current state, it’s not good for Mengyao 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 Mengyao? You’re too selfish!"

"Is this selfishness?" Ye Fan cried out: "If you tell Mengyao about my situation, she’ll be scared to death."

"Quite considerate, thinking about your wife," The Butcher grinned, "I believe your wife’s mental fortitude is strong. If I haven’t panicked, she certainly won’t."

"You guys..." Ye Fan’s face immediately turned black.

"What ’you guys’?" The Butcher interrupted, "Not telling your wife about something this crucial is just wrong."

"Fine, tell her if you must. Even if we don’t say anything, Mengyao 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 Mengyao, she’ll guess it’s me 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, "Mengyao is your fiancée; if something 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, Mengyao 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 me crazy, truly driving me crazy." Ye Fan wanted to spit blood, almost being driven mad.

"Ha ha, ha ha ha, Boss, am I not talented? Don’t admire me; 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 me." The Butcher was casual.

"Ugh, can you stop being so shameless? You’re making my stomach hurt with anger." Ye Fan chuckled awkwardly.

"No time to deal with you, I’m gonna give your wife a little scare." The Butcher said, pulling out his phone and dialing Mengyao’s number.

Once the line connected, the Butcher couldn’t wait and said: "Sister-in-law, I’ve got something 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?" Mengyao’s calm voice carried a hint of worry.

"Well, Boss isn’t doing well, he’s only got a breath left. You should come 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 members 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 meant by giving Mengyao a little scare?" Fire Phoenix commented, having gained a new understanding of the Butcher’s audacity to joke.

The Butcher exaggerated the situation, just wanting to see Mengyao’s reaction. He was afraid of overdoing it, so he was always ready with a backup plan. If Mengyao cried or was heartbroken, he would immediately clarify the actual situation.

It was also to apologize for his joke.

He couldn’t really just say something unpleasant; a remedy of pleasant words was necessary.

If he went too far, Mengyao 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 me?" Ye Fan was furious; he was deeply worried that Mengyao might really take it badly; that would be his fault.