"Mr. Chen, this talisman pen was borrowed from one of his friends after a special call from the chief!"
"According to the chief's friend, this pen came from Maoshan and has a history of at least a hundred years."
"Not just this pen, the cinnabar yellow paper we prepared for you is also from the Taoist sect."
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Seeing Chen Hai, who had been holding the talisman pen and looking at it over and over again, one of the two soldiers who sent these things over quickly spoke and explained to him.
"That's no wonder!" Chen Hai nodded: "Brother Ye is interested, Brother Huang, Brother Zhang, you two have been busy, and you have worked hard!"
He was already familiar with those two soldiers.
Although he didn't ask for their specific names, at least Chen Hai already knew what their last names were.
The quality of what comes out of Taoist Sect is indeed extraordinary.
After all, although their inheritance was cut off, their heritage is still extremely profound.
Perhaps, they have been unable to successfully draw Taoist talismans, but making some talisman paper or something like that will definitely not be a big problem for them.
With Ye Cheng's deep connections, if he wanted to get these items, it would probably only take a few phone calls.
If it were Chen Hai himself, the things he could get to draw talismans would probably be ordinary things bought in incense and candle shops.
"Mr. Chen, you drew the talisman to save Miss Ye."
"Preparing these items for you is the task assigned to us by the chief, and it is also our duty."
"To put it bluntly, it's all because of the chief's favor that we can get these items. We just did some leg work, it's not hard work at all!"
The two soldiers looked at each other, and they quickly spoke and responded.
"By the way, Mr. Chen, everything you asked for has been prepared. I wonder when you will start officially drawing the talisman?" After a slight pause, one of the soldiers spoke again and asked.
"The time is wrong now. I won't start officially drawing the talisman until noon tomorrow!"
"Before that, I need to burn incense and bathe, adjust my state, purify my mind, body, face, hands..."
"I will not leave this house until I successfully draw the Taoist talisman. If I need anything in the meantime, I will trouble the two elder brothers!"
Chen Hai smiled and said.
When he was in his hometown, he would take the leftovers as refreshments while drawing talisman.
But this time, when he draws the talisman here, he must be as formal as possible. He hopes that he can make no mistakes in every small detail when drawing the talisman.
After all, details determine success or failure.
Mastering all the details as well as possible, although it does not mean that he will definitely succeed in drawing the talisman, but at least it can increase the chance of success of his talisman drawing.
"Okay, Mr. Chen, Xiao Huang and I will guard the door of the yard!"
"I guarantee that no one will disturb you while you are drawing the talisman. If you need us to do anything, just give us a shout in the courtyard!"
The two soldiers looked at each other, nodded in agreement, and walked out of the yard.
As for Chen Hai, he kept an eye on his nose and his heart, put aside the distracting thoughts in his mind as much as possible, and began to adjust his state.
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Almost at the same time, Union Hospital, Internal Medicine Building, ninth floor.
A group of nearly ten people walked out of the elevator in a mighty manner.
"Mr. Ye, your daughter's situation is a bit complicated."
"Some things are simply not within the treatment scope of our hospital. Our hospital has really tried its best!"
"Her current situation..."
Dean Huang and several hospital leaders, whom they had met on weekdays, were smiling charmingly and following behind a middle-aged man with a solemn face.
The speaker, Dean Huang, was only halfway through his words when he was directly interrupted by the cold and solemn middle-aged man.
"Old Huang, my daughter just had an accident. When she entered your hospital, she only had some vomiting and diarrhea!"
"It has only been two or three days, and everyone has been treated by you until they are unconscious."
"It's just a weak body that can make you sick like this?"
With an unhappy look on his face, the middle-aged man snorted coldly.
He looked at the companion who came with him and said: "Lao Hou, I have long admired your ability in treating diseases."
"I heard that last year, you used Qigong in eastern Guangdong and cured a compatriot in Taiwan from cancer, and transferred his cancer cells to your own leg."
"My woman's disease is definitely much easier to cure than cancer, so I'll leave you with everything!"
The middle-aged man is called Ye Rongzhong, and he is the father of two brothers, Ye Qingqing and Ye Cheng.
The old Hou he spoke of was undoubtedly Hou Donggui.
In recent years, Hou Donggui has spent most of his time in eastern Guangdong.
The Ye family in Lingnan has always been known as the King of Eastern Guangdong, so they naturally know Hou Donggui.
What the ordinary people below can hear and see are only things that those at the top of the pyramid want them to know.
What’s the inside story of many things? Those at the top know it well, but they won’t let the truth reach the ears of the general public.
Although Hou Donggui was called a liar by many people, Ye Rongzhong obviously knew that he had some real abilities.
Hou Donggui had already completed the matter of transferring his nationality to Xiangjiang and was about to take a flight to Xiangjiang.
But when he was at the airport, he was intercepted.
When he heard that the Ye family in Lingnan asked him for help with something, he naturally wouldn't refuse, and he couldn't refuse at all.
Afterwards, he followed Ye Rongzhong and his party to Xiehe.
"Mr. Ye, although I know a little bit about your daughter's condition from your mouth, it's still hard to say whether I can cure her condition until I see her with my own eyes!"
Frowning his brows, Hou Donggui responded.
On the other side, Dean Huang's face suddenly darkened when he saw Hou Donggui.
"Mr. Ye, Hou Donggui is a liar. There is no medical logic in treating cancer from a distance, and it is simply nonsense!"
"Let him treat your daughter's illness, it will only delay her condition!"
"I have recruited many experts to come over and prepare to give your daughter a large-scale medical consultation..."
After giving Hou Donggui a hard look, Dean Huang made a sincere request to Ye Rongzhong.
"Is it an expert? Or is it a brick family? Are you sure that if you call them over, they will be able to cure my daughter's disease?"
"If not? I'll ask Lao Hou to show my daughter. Is there any problem?"
With a gloomy face, Ye Rongzhong turned around and glanced at Dean Huang coldly.
While they were talking, the group of people had already arrived at Ye Qingqing's special care ward.
Ye Rongzhong, his wife Song Ling, and Hou Donggui entered the ward directly.
Dean Huang and the hospital leaders were blocked from the ward.
If other patients dared to give President Huang and others such treatment, they would probably be so angry that they would point their noses at others and scold them.
But at this moment, they looked helpless. Apart from sighing, they didn't do any drastic action at all.
"Dad, Mom, this is..." Ye Cheng, who had been waiting in the ward, stood up immediately and greeted.
He was naturally familiar with his parents, but Hou Donggui, who came in with Ye Rongzhong, looked a little unfamiliar to him.
"This is Master Hou Donggui, you should have heard of his name in Xiaocheng!"
"Your father specially invited him here to treat Qingqing."
"How is Qingqing's situation now?"
The speaker was Ye Rongzhong’s wife Song Ling.
She was not wearing gold or jade, and her clothes were ordinary, but there seemed to be an indescribable intellectual beauty about her.
In terms of age, she is already in her forties, but because she takes good care of herself, at first glance, she is at most in her early thirties.
"So, you are Master Hou!"
Ye Cheng has naturally heard of Hou Donggui's name.
After sighing with emotion, he looked at Ye Qingqing on the hospital bed.
He sighed and said: "Yesterday, Qingqing was awake for a while, but today, she is still unconscious!"
Women are generally more sentimental.
After hearing what her son said, Song Ling, who had just sat down on the edge of the bed and caressed her daughter's face, had unknowingly turned moist.
"Lao Hou, what do you think about my daughter's situation?" Ye Rongzhong on the side, his eyes fell directly on Hou Donggui.
"This is Xiangxi Gu Technique. Did your wife go to Xiangxi before the accident?"
Looking at the kind-faced Hou Donggui, his eyes glanced at Ye Qingqing on the hospital bed for a while, and his expression became obviously cautious.
Ye Rongzhong said nothing, and just looked at his son.
"Dad, Mom, before the accident, Qingqing did go to Xiangxi!"
"Previously, when I asked a friend to help Qingqing with diagnosis and treatment, he also said that the cause of Qingqing's accident was probably from western Hunan!"
Ye Cheng quickly explained.
Hou Donggui is famous in Yanhuang country. Since he has appeared here, Ye Cheng only briefly mentioned the matter about Chen Hai and did not elaborate on it in detail.
"Is it really a voodoo technique?" Ye Rongzhong, who was originally a little expressionless of emotions and anger, now looked extremely ugly.
He looked at Hou Donggui and said: "Old Hou, since you can see the cause of my daughter's disease at a glance, are you sure that you can remove this thing?"
Hou Donggui didn't say anything. He walked near the hospital bed and began to examine Ye Qingqing's body at a close distance.
"Mr. Ye, some of the Gu techniques in Western Hunan have targeted methods and are relatively easy to eliminate, but some of them are almost impossible to cure once you are hit!"
"If the poison in your wife's body is raw snake poison, you can use five qian of realgar to grind it into powder, mash four liang of raw calamus and garlic, put it in the bathtub, and pour hot water to cleanse yourself."
"Unfortunately, I just took a closer look and found that your daughter's symptoms were vomiting and diarrhea at the beginning, plus a fishy mouth, hot forehead, and flushed face."
"What she got was not a raw snake vood at all, but a Yin snake vood that is basically unsolvable in the voodoo technique!"
"This kind of Gu is formless, shadowless and formless. It is just a filthy air, but it has also given birth to some spiritual wisdom."
"Even my transportation skills can't do anything against this Gu!"
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With his brows furrowed for a long time, Hou Donggui looked helpless.