House Management Chapter 93: Yitan clinic (fourth more)

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"Luck is one aspect, and my mentality today is indeed a little out of balance. Thank you for reminding me. I think so, I will take a good rest these two days and go after calm down." Nie Huaibo said.

"Speaking of luck... Zhang Yu, who sold the house, just set up a feng shui bureau for our dad. From then on, your luck has not been very good. You said... Will it conflict with your luck?" Wang Xiaonan said.

"No way, how can it be so evil." Nie Huaibo obviously didn't believe it, and then said: "His thing, it doesn't matter what it is, it is just to make our father happy."

"Don’t say that. I talked to Qianqian that day. She told on the phone that Zhang Yuzhen had cured the paralyzed old man. Now my dad goes there every day to play mahjong. If he doesn’t have real skills, Cure the paralysis of others. Huaibo, I think I would rather believe it, not believe it." Wang Xiaonan said seriously.

"Then what do you want to do?" Nie Huaibo asked.

"Go to Zhang Yu, and ask him to help you see if it is Feng Shui, or what, if you can't open the jade again, it's over!" Wang Xiaonan said eagerly.

Nie Huaibo also understands his current situation. I have thrown in more than one billion, and I can't open some jade. I really can't explain it.

Seeing that his wife said so, he nodded and said, "Okay, let's go to our dad now, and ask Zhang Yu for help."

Kang Yonghua drove to the company alone.

At this time, his phone rang, took a look, and immediately put it to his ear to answer.

"Hello."

"Lao Kang, how did Nie Huaibo go?"

"His wife didn't let him bet, so let him calm down. Nie Huaibo's current state is already a set, and if he gambles again, he will die. But now..." Kang Yonghua said with a frown.

"It's okay, I have seen Ye Rong's dead father's expression today. Don't worry, when you come next time, it will be the day when you are in power." The person on the phone said confidently.

This morning, Zhang Yu got up and started washing up, but Pan Yun got dressed in the room first, and after coming out, he said: "Zhang Yu, accompany me to the clinic for the needle."

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yu couldn't help but wonder when Pan Yun said this.

Looking at Pan Yun's complexion, although he didn't wash his face, he looked a little sleepy, but he didn't seem to be sick.

"I haven't noticed anything in the past two days. I plan to go to Lu Dehong's clinic to investigate." Pan Yun said bluntly.

"Didn't you say that the old doctor has a good reputation." Zhang Yu said.

"The word of mouth is good, but anyone who has a good word of mouth can’t kill and set people on fire. The little girl and the little sister didn’t see each other after they went to his clinic. The little sister is good to say, maybe She went out by herself, but the little girl was a little weird. Her grandmother went out to buy groceries, and when she came back, the children were gone, saying she left by herself. As a result, she couldn't find them all over the building!" Pan Yun said seriously.

"That's what I said... But what do you want these living people to do, an old doctor?" Zhang Yu was puzzled.

"You ask me, who am I asking. Go, accompany me to see, don't you meet each other? By the way, see if this old man has any problems." Pan Yun said.

"Okay." Zhang Yu nodded and went out with Pan Yun.

The clinic is on the second floor opposite to Building 4. The location where Zhang Yu lives is more suitable for monitoring the opposite.

The two went downstairs to the opposite side. Early in the morning, the clinic had just opened and no patients had come.

In it sits an old gentleman in his sixties. The old gentleman looks amiable and does not look like a murderer at all.

When he saw Zhang Yu and Pan Yun entering the door, he immediately said with concern: "What's wrong? Who is sick."

"It's me. My stomach is uncomfortable, and I have diarrhea six or seven times...it seems to be acute enteritis..." Pan Yun said deliberately.

Seeing what Pan Yun said, the old man asked about his condition again.

Not to mention, Pan Yun is very experienced and clearly described the symptoms of acute enteritis. Lu Dehong's level is also limited, which is far behind Zhang Yu. Seeing that the patient described the symptom as acute enteritis, he immediately prescribed an intravenous drip and tied the bottle here.

In the process, Zhang Yu observed Lu Dehong's face from time to time. If a person has a life in his hands, Zhang Yu, although he dare not say that he will be able to see it, but he can tell some clues.

He is basically certain that Lu Dehong should be a kind person, not like a bad person.

Zhang Yu didn't say anything to Lu Dehong, at most he said two caring and considerate words with Pan Yun. After all, it is pretending to be a boyfriend, and the girlfriend is sick. If there is no response, it is a bit too fake.

"Ling Ling Ling..."

Zhang Yu's phone rang, and he took out his cell phone to see that it was the call from Old Man Nie.

Put it to my ear to answer, and say, "Hey, what can I do for the old man?"

"Xiao Zhang, come to my house, it is a bit urgent to find you." Nie Zhongyuan said.

"Okay, I'll be over."

Zhang Yu agreed and hung up.

He estimated that he should go to the old man to see a doctor or something, but he can't say it here to avoid being suspected. At the moment, I cared about Pan Yun again, saying that I have urgent things to do, and I will pick you up after I have finished.

Pan Yun behaved like Xiaotaimei, and he was very dissatisfied, saying that he was sick, and you are so anxious about something. After coaxing for a while, Pan Yun reluctantly let Zhang Yu leave. This performance can definitely score a hundred points.

Zhang Yu left the community and went straight to Nie Zhongyuan’s house. When he reached the place, Wang Xiaonan opened the door for him, and then said enthusiastically: "Xiao Zhang, you are here, hurry up and sit inside."

"Thank you Auntie." Zhang Yu said politely, and followed Wang Xiaonan into the large living room.

Nie Zhongyuan and his son Nie Huaibo are sitting in the living room. Nie Huaibo immediately waved to him and motioned to Zhang Yu to sit next to him. Zhang Yu walked over and sat down and said with a smile, "Master, why are you so anxious to find me this early in the morning."

"You let Huaibo tell you." Nie Zhongyuan looked at his son.

Zhang Yu also looked over, only to see that Nie Huaibo's face was wrong. Normal people have the look of a normal person, usually lucky people will have a red light on their faces, and unlucky people will be blackened. There are several types of blackouts in the Yintang. Some are disasters of blood and light, some are disasters of sickness, some are officials and others are ruined. Zhang Yu can be sure that Nie Huaibo belongs to the money-losing category and has a significant impact on his career.

Nie Huaibo said, "Xiao Zhang, I don’t know what’s going on. I’ve had bad luck recently. Do you think it’s possible that I...I’m lucky...I’m having trouble with my father’s decoration here... …"

At the end, he was a little embarrassed.

Zhang Yu shook his head and said: "It's not a crime, no one will reconcile with Feng Shui. From your perspective, it should be a villain."