President Bingshan's personal doctor

How can he not be afraid, that pale white color is not a normal color at all, and that creepy feeling even exudes a kind of coldness!

The curator felt his throat was stuck, unable to speak, trembling with fright.

When he turned his head, Mei Sheng was also scared, but he had seen it once, so he was more or less mentally prepared.

What's more, since Su Han is still here, nothing will happen!

"How courageous, dare to make trouble in this kind of place!"

Su Han scolded lightly, the cultural relic trembled immediately, and was about to rush out. Before he could react, a black light flew out from the copper coin ring on Su Han's finger, and flew over in an instant, directly covering the glass window. No chance at all!

"Boom!"

There was a slight sound, as if half of the glass bubble was broken, and the cultural relic instantly regained its calm, and fell there quietly, without any reaction.

And the cloud of black air flashed past, and instantly dispersed throughout the museum.

"Shadow, eat clean, you won't have many chances like this next time."

As soon as Su Han finished speaking, there was a muffled sound in the air, like... a child acting like a baby, and the curator almost cried out.

"Pa-ta-!"

The lights came on again, and everyone felt a little more at ease.

At this moment, how could the curator dare to doubt Su Han, his Adam's apple rolled, and he said awkwardly: "Su, Master Su? That thing... what is that thing?"

It was too frightening, the pale light just now made the curator's heart rise.

"Things that kill you!"

Su Han wrote lightly.

The curator's body was like a sieve, trembling, and his voice was trembling with fear: "Ah! Master Su! Master Su, please save me? You must save me!"

Thinking that he only had one more month to live, the curator's face seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

Calling this master, he has completely believed it in his heart.

Seeing it with my own eyes, can it be fake?That creepy feeling, can it be fake?

"Curator, I have already said that Mr. Su is not an ordinary person. He is a genius doctor of the National Medical Hall. If you don't believe me, you can go and ask yourself." Mei Sheng followed, "Mr. Su kindly came to help us, but you... ..."

He shook his head, equally angry. If Su Han was not willing to help, they would all be affected.

"Yes yes yes, I was wrong, I know I was wrong," the curator hurriedly said, "Master Su, please don't be angry, we old scholars have such a bad temper, I apologize to you, I apologize to you!"

The curator's Adam's apple slipped, and he was so anxious that he almost cried.

He doesn't want to die.

Several security guards also looked at Su Han, their eyes were full of pleading, they were so soft-spoken, how could they dare to say anything, but Su Han said that this unclean thing would affect everyone, they had to be afraid.

"Curator, I firmly believe that science is not wrong," Su Han said earnestly, "But for this world, there is a necessary awe, and it is even more necessary. There are many things that science can't explain, can it?"

The curator nodded violently, like a chicken pecking at rice, how could he dare to say anything.

The copper coin ring on his finger trembled slightly, and Su Han knew that the shadow had returned.

"Okay, I've cleaned up the unclean things in this museum, but it will take some time for what's left on your body."

Su Han looked at the crowd and said calmly, "Since I have made a move, I will naturally not let you have any trouble."

With Su Han's words, the curator and the others breathed a sigh of relief.

"Master, what a master!" The curator bowed his hands, respectful, "Thank you, Master Su, I am really sorry for the offense before, I hope the master will not take it to heart."

Su Han nodded lightly: "Curator, I need to make some decorations in the museum, you don't have any objections, do you?"

Thinking of the water cups that Su Han arranged before, all cleaned up by himself, the curator was a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said: "No! No! Absolutely not. Master Su is for everyone's benefit. I was wrong before. I and Su Master apologizes."

Where did he still have the arrogance before, he became extremely polite.

Naturally, Su Han wouldn't argue with the curator, so he didn't say much.

The shadows have already cleaned up those ghosts, and there will be no more unclean things in the museum in a short time, and those remaining on the curator and the others can be easily resolved.

Using yin and yang techniques to clean them up thoroughly, Su Han prescribed a few more prescriptions to calm them down.

"Go to the National Medical Hall to get medicine. You can boil it in a big pot and drink it as tea. After three days, you will be fine."

Su Han handed the prescription to the curator, and the curator nodded immediately. 33 Novel Network

"Thank you, Master Su! Thank you, Master Su!"

He immediately handed the prescription to Mei Sheng cautiously, "Director Mei, I will leave this matter to you, so I can rest assured that you will handle it!"

Knowing that Mei Sheng has a good relationship with Su Han, the curator is also more polite to Mei Sheng, not like the previous leader.

Mei Sheng was overjoyed, his face remained calm, and he became more and more grateful to Su Han.

"Okay, I'll do it right away."

"In this museum, the requirements for light and air are higher. I have already arranged it. The curator these days, try to stay here as much as possible. Your body will recover faster."

Su Han glanced at the curator, "Also, remember to take the prescription prescribed for you on time and in the right amount, it will eliminate your trouble this time."

The curator nodded gratefully, "I really don't know how to thank Master Su, please come and sit in my office."

He stretched out his hand to ask, if it wasn't for Su Han's hand, he might really only have one month to live.

As soon as Su Han made a move, he could clearly feel that his body had changed, and most of the heavy fatigue disappeared almost instantly!

Isn't this what a master is?

Not a master, can you have this kind of ability?

Fortunately, Master Su has a lot of people, so he didn't care about him, otherwise he would...

"Alright, I still want to ask the curator about some things." Su Han is very interested in the origin of these cultural relics, maybe it has something to do with the formulas in the Nine-Character Manual, so he couldn't help but be curious.

"Master Su is too polite. It's not a matter of asking for advice. I know it. I should tell Master Su." The curator smiled and immediately invited Su Han into the office.

The curator still seemed a bit cramped as he made good tea in a polite manner.

Facing such a Feng Shui master, how could he not be nervous, sitting in front of him is an expert!

"Curator, I am actually somewhat interested in the origin of these cultural relics. To tell you the truth, there is a trace of evil in these cultural relics. If they are not properly controlled, they may cause big trouble."

Su Han took a sip of tea, and then went straight to the point, "I believe the curator has also seen it. These cultural relics are very precious, and they are the treasures of our nation. They need to be disposed of properly, otherwise they will become harmful and must be destroyed."

The curator's heart trembled, and he understood what Su Han meant, cultural relics that can kill people are not just cultural relics!

(End of this chapter)