"Luck is one aspect, and my mentality today is indeed a bit unbalanced. Thank you for reminding me. I think this is the case. I will have a good rest in the past two days and calm down before going." Nie Huaibo said.

"When it comes to luck... Zhang Yugang, the one who sold the house, arranged a Feng Shui bureau for our father. Since then, your luck has not been very good. You said... will it be in conflict with your luck?" Wang Xiaonan said.

"No, how could it be so evil?" Nie Huaibo obviously disbelief and said, "It's still a few words to say whether his thing is useful or not, just to be happy with our father."

"Don't say that. I was talking to Qianqian that day, and she told on the phone that Zhang Yu really cured the paralyzed old man. Now our father goes there to play mahjong every day. If he doesn't have the ability, can he cure his paralysis? Huaibo, I think it's better to trust him than to trust him." Wang Xiaonan said seriously.

"What do you want to do?" Nie Huaibo asked.

"Go to find Zhang Yu and ask him to help you see if it is a conflict between Feng Shui or something. If you can't open the jade again, it will be over!" Wang Xiaonan said anxiously.

Nie Huaibo also understood his current situation. He threw it in for more than one billion yuan. If he couldn't open some jade, he really couldn't explain it.

Seeing his wife say this, he nodded and said, "Okay, then let's go to our dad now. Please help Zhang Yu."

Kang Yonghua drove to the company alone.

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

"Hello."

"Old Kang, why did Nie Huaibo leave?"

"His wife didn't let him gamble, let him calm down. Nie Huaibo's current state was already in a trap, and if he gambled, he would be dead. But now..." Kang Yonghua said with a frown.

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

That morning, after Zhang Yu got up, he started washing up, but Pan Yun put on his clothes in the room and said, "Zhang Yu, accompany me to the clinic for an injection."

"What's wrong?" Zhang Yu couldn't help but wonder when he heard Pan Yun say this.

Judging from Pan Yun's complexion, although he didn't wash his face, he looked a little sleepy, but he didn't look 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.

"It's a good reputation, but whoever stipulates that people with good reputation cannot kill and set fire. The little girl and the little girl disappeared after going to his clinic. The little girl is okay. Maybe she went out by herself, but the little girl is a little weird. Her grandmother went out to buy vegetables, but when she came back, the child was gone, saying that she had left by herself. As a result, she couldn't find the whole building!" Pan Yun said seriously.

"That's right...but what do you want these living people to do?" Zhang Yu was puzzled.

"Ask me, who will I ask? Let's go with me and see if you can 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 Building 4. The location where Zhang Yu lives is more suitable for monitoring the opposite side.

The two went downstairs to the opposite side. It was early in the morning, and the clinic had just opened shortly after, and no patients came to the door.

Sitting inside was an old man in his sixties, who looked amiable and didn't look like a murderer at all.

As soon as he saw Zhang Yu and Pan Yun enter the door, he immediately said with concern: "What's wrong? Who is sick?"

"It's me. I feel uncomfortable in my stomach. I have had diarrhea for six or seven times... It seems to be acute enteritis..." Pan Yun said deliberately.

Seeing Pan Yun say this, the old man asked about his condition again.

Not to mention, Pan Yun is very experienced and describes the symptoms of acute enteritis very clearly. Lu Dehong's level is also limited, which is far inferior to Zhang Yu. Seeing that the patient described the symptoms was acute enteritis, he immediately prescribed a little for her and got a snub here.

During this process, Zhang Yu observed Lu Dehong's face from time to time. If someone died in his hand, although Zhang Yu dared not say it, he could see it, but he could see some clues.

He was basically sure 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 a few caring and considerate words to Pan Yun. After all, he pretended to be his boyfriend and his girlfriend was sick. If there was no reaction, it would be a bit too fake.

"Lingling..."

Zhang Yu's phone rang. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was the phone call from Mr. Nie.

He answered in his ear and said, "Hey, what's the matter with me?"

"Xiao Zhang, come to my house and have something urgent to ask you." Nie Zhongyuan said.

"Okay, I'll go there now."

Zhang Yu agreed and hung up the phone.

He guessed that he should have been to see a doctor or something when he went to the old man, but he couldn't say it here to avoid being suspicious. He immediately cared about Pan Yun and said that he had urgent matters to do now, and came to pick you up after the work was done.

Pan Yun acted like the little girl, and said that he was sick and that he was so anxious if you had something to do. After coaxing for a while, Pan Yun reluctantly let Zhang Yu go. This performance can definitely be scored 100 points.

Zhang Yu left the community and headed straight for Nie Zhongyuan's house. When he arrived at the place, Wang Xiaonan opened the door for him, and then said enthusiastically: "Xiao Zhang, you are here, hurry up and sit in it."

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

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

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

Zhang Yu also looked over and found that Nie Huaibo's face was wrong. Normal people had the same complexion as normal people. Usually, lucky people would have red light on their faces. Unlucky people would have black Yin Tang. There are several types of black Yin Tang, some were bloody disasters, some were sickbed disasters, some were official disputes, and some were financial losses. Zhang Yu could be sure that Nie Huaibo would have a type of financial losses, which had a great impact on his career.

Nie Huaibo said, "Xiao Zhang, I don't know what's going on. I'm very lucky recently. Do you think it's possible that I... my luck... is in conflict with the decoration here of my father..."

At the end of the day, he felt a little embarrassed.
Chapter completed!