The abandoned son of a wealthy family always wants to become a monk and fortune-telling

In the ward, Yan Jiu was eating green vegetables in small bites.

Shang Jing sat on a chair nearby with his arms folded, staring at Yanjiu coldly as if looking at a prisoner.

"Dakouchi, why don't you like vegetables?"

Yanjiu took it for granted: "It doesn't taste good."

Shang Jing: "This is not healthy."

Yanjiu smiled slightly: "Death early, rebirth early."

Shang Jing: "..."

At this time, Shen Shi'an carried his fortune-telling guise and broke into the Yanjiu ward with a baby face.

First, he squeezed Shang Jing away as if there was no one around.

Then the hands holding the inkstone started to say:

"Jiujiu, if you die, how will I explain to Xiaoqi?"

Yanjiu withdrew his hand with great effort: "Not dead yet."

Shen Shi'an didn't care. He turned his head to look at Shang Jing, his eyes full of fierceness, and he asked:

"Did you hurt our Xiaojiu? I want Xiaohei to eat you."

Yanjiu reluctantly tugged on Shen Shian's sleeve and awkwardly apologized to Shang Jing:

"Sorry, my friend has some mental problems."

Shang Jing looked at Shen Shi'an's pretense of fortune-telling with disgust, and asked coldly:

"You know fortune telling?"

Shen Shi'an pinched his waist with both hands and was very proud: "Three hexagrams in one month, one hexagram one hundred thousand, no child or old man can be deceived."

Shang Jing stood up, put his hands in his pockets, and walked out of the ward first:

"Then come out with me and tell me your fortune."

Shen Shian emphasized: "One hexagram is one hundred thousand, RMB."

Yanjiu is very willing for his senior brother to earn this money: "Mr. Shang is rich."

In fact, Shang Jing just made up his mind on the spur of the moment, saying that crazy people like Shen Shi'an might be able to predict fortunes accurately.

He just played it off.

For a few moments, Shen Shi'an held Shang Jing's hand, as if he had a glimpse of heaven, but in fact he was peeking at Shang Jing's luck.

It is said that luck nourishes people, and it is indeed true. This person with the surname Shang is indeed powerful.

As for fortune-telling, Shen Shi'an is not good at it. Among their brothers, Yanjiu is the best at fortune-telling. As for himself, he is good at fighting.

But Shen Shi'an still asked Shang Jing seriously:

"What do you want to count?"

Shang Jing asked lazily: "What do you think I want to calculate?"

Shen Shi'an blurted out: "Feelings." At Shang Jing's age, it is always right to talk about feelings.

And Shang Jing's eyes finally changed slightly: "What about my feelings?"

Shen Shi'an deliberately made Shang Jing unhappy, so he continued to talk nonsense:

"The red luan stars move, and the authorities are obsessed. You fall in love with someone, but you don't realize it."

Shang Jing rubbed the bridge of his nose irritably: "Then do you think that person is a boy or a girl?"

Shen Shi'an thought, people like Shang Jing should not harm other people's girls, boys are very rough and bear the trouble.

Therefore, Shen Shi'an patted Shang Jing on the shoulder, raised the corners of his lips, exposed a pair of small tiger teeth, and said with a smile:

"It's a man."

Shang Jing looked at Shen Shian with strange eyes.

Shen Shi'an blinked innocently at Shang Jing: "10 yuan, are you going to default on the bill?"

Shang Jing: "The money will be credited to your card." It seems that Shen Shi'an's calculation was somewhat accurate.

……

At the same time, in Yanjiu ward.

Lu Wu was looking at Yanjiu: "Shang Jing wants to find Mr. Xiangzhao."

Yanjiu raised his eyebrows and asked in confusion: "Why are you looking for Xiangzhao?"

Lu Wu skipped the process and went directly to the end: "It seems like I want to burn the incense stick."

Yanjiu: "??? So cruel. Did you tell him that I am Xiangzhao?"

Lu Wu adjusted his glasses with a treacherous face:

"No, but the last time I came to you, you didn't seem to give me any good solutions.

I found a doctor myself. The doctor said that to cure Zhou Jing's leg, a certain amount of medicinal materials was needed. "

Yan Jiu understood clearly: "Medicinal materials? Don't you have any? You have lived for so many years, even if you don't have any medicinal materials, you should have friends, right?"

Lu Wu: "Most of my friends are sleeping, and the ones who are awake are poorer than me."

Yanjiu sighed: "I'm poor too..."

Lu Wu ignored it: "The medicinal material I want is Du Heng. If you can't find it, I will have to work hard to find Mr. Xiangzhao for Shang Jing.

When Shang Jing is burning incense, I can add firewood next to him. "

Yanjiu: "..." Threatening him?