President Bingshan's personal doctor

Feng Shui problem?

If you come to see a doctor, you will see a doctor, if you come to deceive people, you will lie to others, but if you say that people are fine, is it because of Feng Shui?This is not just lying, it is insulting!

Daoist Void, blushing and trembling with anger, he felt that Su Han was humiliating himself!

He pointed at Su Han, his voice trembling: "It's a bunch of nonsense! It's just a bunch of nonsense!"

How could this be a feng shui problem?

Su Han ignored Daoist Xukong, and didn't even pay attention to his words at all. He was about to continue explaining, but Daoist Xukong rushed to Su Han in two or three steps, his face was extremely ugly: "Boy, it's not like you guys are lying. Liar, feng shui problem? Don't talk nonsense here!"

"Should the deceitful person be deceived like the Taoist priest?"

Su Han glanced at Daoist Void, and said lightly.

"You—!" Daoist Xukong didn't know what to say for a while, Su Han was so eloquent that he couldn't speak to him at all, "You...well, well, I want to see what you are capable of!"

To say that it is a Feng Shui problem is simply a joke!

Taoist Master Xukong took a look at Fan Zhongxi, thinking that people like Fan Zhongxi would definitely not be fooled by Su Han.

What kind of feng shui problem is just a trick to deceive people. Since Fan Zhongxi is already sick, even terminally ill, he can't see it, and it can only mean that the disease is very troublesome.

But Fan Zhongxi didn't look angry at all, instead he looked at Su Han curiously.

"Mr. Su, what exactly do you mean by this feng shui problem?" He spoke calmly, and he didn't seem angry at all. Instead, he seemed to be asking Su Han for advice, or communicating.

"Fengshui refers to wind and water. Our ancients lived in a relatively simple environment. The wind is transparent and the water is clear. This is a good environment. Although modern civilization is progressing, the environment is more advanced than before. complex,"

Su Han looked at Fan Zhongxi, and said seriously, "Especially in environmental pollution, it has a huge impact. Of course, this is just a very simple explanation. Mr. Fan's home now has this problem. The local feng shui is not smooth, and even There are some unclean breaths around, causing your body to be corroded."

As soon as he finished speaking, Daoist Xukong snorted coldly, and said in an indifferent way: "The usual tricks of charlatans, are you saying next that you can solve this kind of Feng Shui problem by yourself? I hope Mr. Fan can offer a price that is right." wrong?"

Su Han glanced at Daoist Xukong, and his voice became cold: "If you are ignorant, then shut up!"

He scolded directly without giving any face, "You don't understand anything, and you are still talking sarcasticly, since you can't see what's wrong with President Fan, then just stand there and watch, do you want to be more embarrassing?"

Being refuted by Su Hanzhong, Daoist Void's face turned blue and white, extremely ugly, as if he had been slapped in public, which made him very embarrassed.

Even Manager Gao was angry, pointed at Su Han, and angrily reprimanded: "Young child Huangkou, what do you know! Can you slander Daoist Void! Get out of here!"

"Manager Gao, Mr. Su is the noble person I invited. If you say get out, get out. Is this your home?" Guan Yun couldn't help it, and snorted coldly, "Or, you don't want to see President Fan recover at all. ? Manager Gao, why are you at ease?"

Manager Gao didn't dare to say a word. How dare Fan Zhongxi think that he didn't want him to recover.

Manager Gao waved his hands and snorted coldly: "Master Xu Kong, we'll just wait and see if he makes a joke!"

From the beginning to the end, Fan Zhongxi appeared very calm. At his level, it is not easy to have mood swings.

He looked at Su Han and said with a smile, "Mr. Su, please clarify."

Su Han nodded, walked around the room, pointed to a painting on the wall of the hall, and said, "President Fan, when did you buy this picture of a lady?"

Fan Zhongxi frowned slightly, and glanced at Manager Gao: "This painting was given to me by Manager Gao last year. I like calligraphy and painting more. This picture of a lady is very artistic, so I accepted it."

Manager Gao who was standing aside quickly smiled sarcastically: "Mr. Fan, if you like it, it's my honor."

He glanced at Guan Yun proudly, as if to show off, after all, there are not many people in the entire Liyang Group who are qualified to send paintings to Fan Zhongxi.

Guan Yun said nothing, just listened quietly.

Su Han glanced at Manager Gao, saw that he was still looking smug, and his voice became cold: "Mr. Fan, to tell you the truth, your physical problem came from this painting. You can recall whether you got this painting from After painting, your body gradually begins to deteriorate." 33 Novels

With his words, Manager Gao almost didn't jump up, like a rooster with fried hair, his eyes became flustered: "What nonsense are you talking about! How could it be this painting, you nonsense!"

I kindly sent the painting to Fan Zhongxi. In order to win his favor, I was proud of it. I have shown it off to many people. Now Su Han said that Fan Zhongxi's illness was caused by this painting?

Even causing Fan Zhongxi to live less than half a year?

Manager Gao broke out in a cold sweat, and hurriedly defended, "Mr. Fan, you can't listen to his nonsense!"

"I'm not talking nonsense."

Su Han said indifferently, seeing Fan Zhongxi looking at him seriously, he continued, "Mr. Fan may not know something, but this picture of a lady is indeed genuine, and the painting is excellent, it is a top-notch work, but the woman who painted this picture, maybe Hiding deep in the palace, but not being favored all the time, and not being able to reach a higher level until death, that resentment...is not small."

Fan Zhongxi was taken aback. He didn't expect Su Han to be someone who knew calligraphy and painting. He just glanced at it and realized that this painting was made by a woman, and it was a woman hidden in the palace?

"The woman didn't get the emperor's favor until she died, and she was full of resentment. After she died, she possessed the painting. Now this painting is placed in Mr. Fan's home. If my guess is right, Mr. Fan will Stay in this living room for the longest time."

Su Han said directly.

Fan Zhongxi nodded: "That's right, I spend the longest time here every day, drinking tea and reading newspapers, chatting with guests, and even handling official business, I like to be in this living room. Could it be that this painting has influenced it?"

Standing aside, Manager Gao's legs were already trembling. He glanced at Daoist Kong Kong, his eyes full of pleading for help.

If this makes Fan Zhongxi believe Su Han's words, then he can see that it's over!

Daoist Void's face was also ugly, Su Han was talking nonsense in front of his face, obviously he didn't take himself seriously at all!

He was about to scold, when Fan Zhongxi opened his mouth: "Speaking of which, it is true that after I got this painting, I gradually felt that my body was easy to get tired, as if something was hanging on me, and it was so heavy. It’s hard to get rid of the feeling of fatigue.”

His words made Taoist Master Void dare not speak, but it was really like what Su Han said?

how can that be!

Daoist Xukong looked at Su Han in shock, his heart beat faster, and he couldn't believe it. Could it be that Su Han really knows the art of Fengshui?

(End of this chapter)