Murano Momo is a cunning doctor

"Lidong, who is this?"

Looking at Jiang Xiaochuan who suddenly appeared, Wang Lin was confused.

"Jiang Xiaochuan!"

Zhou Lidong pushed Jiang Xiaochuan forward and said proudly, "My brother."

Hearing this, Wang Lin looked a little surprised. Although he didn't care about what was happening outside, he had heard of Jiang Xiaochuan's name recently.

"Lidong, you brought Brother Xiaochuan here, what's the matter?"

Wang Lin forced a smile and said cautiously.

"To save my eldest nephew's life, of course."

Zhou Lidong gave Wang Lin a reassuring look and spoke bluntly.

Wang Lin frowned slightly after hearing this. He looked at Jiang Xiaochuan, with a hint of doubt in his eyes.

From the rumors he had heard, Jiang Xiaochuan seemed to have nothing to do with curing illnesses and saving lives.

If Zhou Lidong had not brought Jiang Xiaochuan here personally, he would have ordered him to leave without hesitation.

Now, apart from his trust in Zhou Lidong, Wang Lin has long kept his distance from Jinghai's affairs and is determined not to get involved in them.

Zhou Lidong seemed to have been prepared for Wang Lin's questioning.

He patted his chest and assured: "Brother Wang, don't be suspicious. If he can't do it, I really can't think of anyone else who can cure your son."

Looking at Zhou Lidong's determined expression, Wang Lin's doubts and resistance gradually weakened.

He began to think that perhaps Jiang Xiaochuan really had something special that could solve his son's problems.

After all, as his friend for many years, Zhou Lidong would never do something without a purpose.

Wang Lin was about to speak when Jiang Xiaochuan suddenly said, "Boss Wang, please allow me to ask you, have you always felt cold these past two days?"

Wang Lin was startled by Jiang Xiaochuan's sudden question, but he quickly regained his composure.

He nodded and admitted, "Indeed, especially today, I always feel a chill in my heart."

After Jiang Xiaochuan heard this, a glimmer of understanding flashed across his eyes, and he continued to ask, "Was your son born at midnight?"

"Zi Shi?"

Wang Lin was stunned for a moment, but then he realized, "Yes, my son was indeed born at midnight."

Hearing the definite answer, Jiang Xiaochuan nodded secretly.

Seeing this, Zhou Lidong quickly asked: "Xiaochuan, is there something wrong?"

"Zi time is midnight, when the yin energy is the heaviest."

Jiang Xiaochuan explained, "People born at the time of Zi have a special constitution and are easily affected by the negative energy of the outside world."

After hearing this, Wang Lin became even more curious: "What does this have to do with my son's condition?"

Jiang Xiaochuan smiled slightly and turned his gaze to Wang Lin's face.

When the two were talking just now, he had been observing Wang Lin, trying to find out the source of the evil spirit.

Sure enough, after some observation, Jiang Xiaochuan caught the clue.

"Boss Wang, I noticed that there is a hint of gloom between your brows, which means that something may have happened in your ancestral land."

"This negative energy suppresses the Buddha's light in you, making it difficult to purify the evil energy in you."

"Between the eyebrows?"

Wang Lin touched his forehead and asked in confusion, "How is this possible?"

Jiang Xiaochuan explained: "A person's face can reflect his or her physical condition and fortune."

The gloom between your brows is a reflection of the misfortune that has occurred in your ancestral land."

"And the changes in the ancestral land affected your son, who was born at a yin time, causing him to contract a strange disease."

After hearing this, Wang Lin said in disbelief: "This is unlikely. I have consulted a master. My ancestral land is very prosperous. How could this happen?"

“The problem is that it’s in the spotlight.”

Jiang Xiaochuan said firmly: "Otherwise, how can we attract others to covet us!"

Hearing this, Wang Lin’s face changed: “You mean…man-made?!”

Jiang Xiaochuan nodded seriously and replied, "I am basically sure that your ancestral grave may have been tampered with."

"If you don't find a way to break it, this evil energy will only get worse, and you will be the next one to get a strange disease."

Realizing the seriousness of the matter, Wang Lin immediately stopped fiddling with the Buddhist beads, picked up his mobile phone from the table, and made a call.

His hometown is not in Jinghai, but in Huahai City, which is adjacent to Jinghai.

After he became rich in Jinghai, he returned home, extensively renovated his ancestral tomb, and hired someone to look after it.

Whether it is true or false, you will know it by asking.

After the call was connected, Wang Lin waited anxiously for the other party to answer.

However, the other end of the phone was filled with a continuous busy tone, which made him feel frightened.

He called several times in a row, but got the same result every time.

It was not until this moment that he finally believed what Jiang Xiaochuan said.

He asked anxiously, “Brother Xiaochuan, what should we do now?”