Chapter Eight Mr. But Five
This old Chinese medicine doctor has quite a lot of qualifications, and he doesn’t just work in the hospital. He also has his own clinic outside, and he only does Chinese medicine. But it was no coincidence that it was at this time a year ago that he received the reception.
I had a patient like Xiaoya. This old Chinese medicine doctor also had no way of eating a hedgehog. In the end, he had no choice but to let his family find another place.
Ever since I received that patient, strange things happened frequently in my clinic. Things would be lost from time to time, or things that were originally arranged became disorganized overnight. The entire clinic felt chilly during the day, until the patient
After leaving, these strange things subsided. In the end, the old Chinese medicine doctor finally believed that there are not only people in this world, but there are really things that people cannot see.
The dean looked at the firm expression on the old doctor's face and half believed it, and asked, "Is there any way?"
I saw the old Chinese medicine doctor gently shaking his head. Since the patient he received left, he has not actively contacted him. As for whether that person is dead or alive, he really doesn't know.
But this is a hospital, and it is difficult for such thoughts to exist in a hospital. The director warned the old Chinese medicine doctor again, not to let him tell others, so as not to cause a sensation and cause unnecessary trouble.
But he said that Cui Yuan went out all day long, and when the two of them had lunch, he came back. There was also a man in rags who came with him.
As soon as the car stopped, the man asked, "Are we here?"
"Yes." Cui Yuan nodded lightly.
"Take me up."
Cui Yuan parked the car, and the two of them walked one behind the other. Cui Yuan was in front, but he still looked back from time to time, as if he had great respect for this person.
If anyone knew him, he would be surprised to find that the person who came was none other than Mr. Wu.
By the way, this gentleman is proficient in yin and yang, but he only looks at people's faces and feng shui on the roadside. In order to avoid talking too much and revealing too many secrets, each sentence of this man will never exceed five words. But slowly,
He is increasingly known as 'Mr. Five'.
"Master, please, it's up there."
"You're welcome," the two said, already outside the room.
"That's it?"
Cui Yuan nodded slightly again. But he saw that the man was not in a hurry to enter. Instead, he opened his crossbody bag and took out a piece of fire paper from the bag. There were also cinnabar patterns on the fire paper.
The pattern is like a dragon and a snake. With a lick of your tongue, it sticks to the glass of the ward.
The two pushed open the door and entered. At this moment, there were only Lao Wu and Xie Fei in the ward.
"Did you pick this from the street? If you said you wanted to pick it up, you might as well pick someone younger. What's the use of picking someone up to age or eighty?" This was Old Wu's first impression of Mr. Wu.
When "Second Uncle" saw Cui Yuan coming back, they both stood up together.
"What is this?" they asked again.
"This is Mr. Bu Wu Wu," Cui Yuan said, and introduced to Mr. Bu Wu Wu, "These are my two apprentices, Xie Fei and Wu Yunchao."
"You're welcome, you're welcome." But as Mr. Wu said this, he looked towards Xiaoya.
"He is no more than Mr. Wu." Lao Wu pointed at the old man, his jaw almost dropped in shock.
"Old sir, please show me my face and see if I have good luck this year." As he said that, Old Wu was about to step forward, but he saw Cui Yuan looking at him fiercely. Old Wu stepped out with one leg.
But he took it back.
"Get out," Cui Yuan shouted angrily.
Lao Wu looked at Cui Yuan's face full of evil spirits, and pushed his head as if he had done something wrong. He pushed the door open and went out. Xie Fei was immediately in an extremely awkward position and whispered to Cui Yuan, "Second uncle."
, do you need me to go take a look?"
Cui Yuan glanced at Xie Fei and nodded slightly.
Xie Fei walked out of the room like a catwalk, walked down the stairs, and saw Old Wu sitting on a lounge chair in the garden, holding a cigarette in one hand.
"As for why you are so angry?" Xie Fei complained in a low voice and walked to Lao Wu's side.
"You don't understand, you don't know, this is just who Mr. Wu is." Old Wu raised his head and blew out a smoke ring and said.
"What's wrong? Is this guy awesome? Why didn't I see it? He looks like a beggar on the street." Xie Fei complained again.
"That's because you don't know the story of Mr. Wu. Mr. Wu is also a fairy-like figure in this city of Xi'an."
"Oh?" Xie Fei looked at Old Wu in disbelief. There were really not many people who could make Old Wu worship him.
In other words, this is just Mr. Wu's ability, but he only knows people's faces and Feng Shui on the street, and it is not fixed. It is also difficult to find him. Once, a local resident in Xi'an could not find Mr. Wu. He wanted to
I asked him to show me Feng Shui. I thought that Mr. Wu was not as famous as he is now, so he went because he looked sincere.
This family lives in the suburbs. Rural homes are not very tidy. There are five flat-roofed tile-roofed houses in the house, but they are also single-family houses. However, Mr. Wu walked around his house, but he didn’t feel that there was anything wrong with his house.
The problem is that Feng Shui has a special theory on housekeeping, but ordinary residents do not need to have strong earth veins, as long as there are no problems.
Mr. Wu was about to walk out. He turned around and saw that the door of the east room in front of the courtyard was locked, but the front door was extremely clean. He asked, "Who lives in the east room?"
"This is a southern barbarian who does some small business in the city. He has lived here for two years."
However, Mr. Wu said "Oh" and was about to walk out, but the man felt something was wrong and hurriedly pulled him back.
Since ancient times, the east wing has been the place where the eldest daughter of the family lives, who is responsible for the wealth. If the east wing is rented out to outsiders, the family's wealth will inevitably be affected.
The man didn't pay much attention when he heard it. He was working as a contractor on a building. He could only work for so long for a year. His mother-in-law was married from a female villager and she did odd jobs for others in a textile factory every month.
Just a few dollars.
On the other hand, this southern barbarian's business was booming. Some time ago, I didn't know where this man bought his fur coat. The couple rode out all day long. Within a few days, this tricycle turned into a fur coat.
I bought a motorcycle tricycle. I heard that I will need to restock it in the next few days.
However, Mr. Wu looked at the man and didn't pay attention to his words. He was not angry and walked out. As soon as he went out, he looked up and saw a broken bicycle on the roof of the east wing. He turned around and said, let your daughter go out.
Be careful when driving, especially on the road.
Unexpectedly, as soon as these words were said, the mother-in-law at home collapsed to the ground and started crying immediately.
Chapter completed!