"Can I follow me? If it is inappropriate, I will take Niu Xiaotian away in time." An Yue asked.

"No……"

Gong Juan was about to refuse, but Fan Zhihui spoke and said coldly: "I think it's OK, please get in the car!"

An Yue got into the car with her things, Gong Juan left an apology and sneered in the car, and the car drove away slowly.

If you can drive a high-end Da Ben worth more than 500,000 yuan, you will definitely be rich and powerful in this small town. An Yue is worried that Niu Xiaotian will fool you and cause trouble.

Niu Xiaotian rode a motorcycle and followed Lin Ying behind. Although the car in front was not fast, the motorcycle could only barely keep up.

"Xiaotian, I know this person, the boss of Qingyun Shopping Mall, he is always rich." Lin Ying said.

"Hehe, 50,000 is less!" Niu Xiaotian said with a smile.

"This person can't afford to offend me!" Lin Ying punched the back, "You are more reliable, the world is dangerous, if you don't work, just withdraw."

"Without a diamond, we don't take care of porcelain work. Keep our heart in our stomachs. Isn't there any Director An to follow us?" Niu Xiaotian disagreed and showed great confidence.

"Hmph, what's wrong with this woman? She's involved in everything." Lin Ying was dissatisfied.

"She is a village official, and I am afraid that I, a villager, will cause trouble for her! This is called, by the way, cherish your feathers!"

"Stay away from her!"

Nothing far away!

Of course, Lin Ying didn't know that the two lived under the same roof and their relationship was so close that they could not be closer.

Ten minutes later, the car in front of him was parked in front of an iron gate, which was the end of the main street.

The tall brick walls reveal a flat white roof. You can know without entering the door that this is a two-story building. How much is it worth in Qingyun Town? Niu Xiaotian can't guess anyway.

A nanny opened the big iron door, the car continued to drive in, and Niu Xiaotian's motorcycle followed.

The yard is very large, and it is no problem to park ten cars. Looking up, there are ten windows on the second floor, and the area in the small building is visually estimated to be more than 1,000 square meters.

An Yue got out of the car with something, and it was difficult to get it in, so she hung it directly on the motorcycle handle.

Fan Zhihui went into the house without looking back. Gong Juan couldn't hold on and could only stay and greet the three of them with a smile.

The lobby is covered with carpets, which are soft when stepped on. Three large sets of fabric sofas are surrounded by a ceramic square table, and opposite is a rear projection TV that occupies half of the wall.

There is a chandelier light on the wall, a wall light on the wall, a bookcase, and a wine cabinet. The interior of the house is decorated very luxuriously and fashionable, very similar to the scene on TV.

The only disharmonious thing is the antique wooden desk in the northeast corner, with incense and candles on it, which is dedicated to a kind-hearted Guanyin Bodhisattva.

It is no surprise that my daughter is sick and she is temporarily cramming.

"Please sit down quickly, Sister Liu, come and have tea." Gong Juan greeted.

"No more tea, cure the disease first!"

Niu Xiaotian waved his hand and saw Fan Zhihui's old cloudy face, and he felt that he was not breathing smoothly. He had already solved the problem and returned to the village early.

"Oh well!"

Gong Juan couldn't help but glared at the man, and then brought the three of them to a room on the second floor.

This is a girl's boudoir, pink and very warm. She has a large solid wood bed with soft velvet sheets. The dressing table next to her is full of high-end cosmetics, and even the lipstick is a complete set.

Lin Ying was a little sad. In contrast, the room he grew up with was not a princess’ room at all, just like a warehouse here.

An Yue, who came from a big city, was knowledgeable and calm. Her eyes locked on Fan Yuqing lying on the bed.

The white princess dress could not cover up the girl's skinny skin. There were so many people coming in, but she didn't move, with her eyes open and silently looking at the roof with flowers pattern.

Too abnormal!

"May I ask, what disease does she have?" An Yue asked.

"I was scared, I didn't eat or speak." Gong Juan replied helplessly.

This kind of family condition must have been all over the hospital, which is a disease that cannot be cured. An Yue's beautiful eyebrows were locked together, and he grabbed Niu Xiaotian and whispered: "I'm showing off my power, apologize, hurry up and follow me back to the village."

"I will definitely cure her." Niu Xiaotian shook it away and said loudly.

"Then start quickly!"

Fan Zhihui, behind him, spoke coldly, and was even more eager to expose the tricks of this little liar.

"No, she must take off her clothes." Niu Xiaotian said.

"No, maybe!" Fan Zhihui paused word by word, clenched his fists, turned his head and glared at his wife fiercely. It was all her own decisions, attracting a vulgar little liar!

"Okay, then change the way and affect the effect. Just don't blame me."

Niu Xiaotian shrugged indifferently and took out a color picture from his bag. There was a woman without clothes on it, but there were nine small black dots on her body, as if she was covered with wrinkles.

It's embarrassing!

An Yue really wanted to beat Niu Xiaotian up, and was also ashamed of being the village director of Xingwang Village.

Lin Ying also felt ashamed, so he simply took two steps back and pretended to appreciate other people's boudoir.

Niu Xiaotian explained calmly: "The acupuncture points are marked on it, so you must find them correctly, so that you can balance the yin and yang in your body and make your soul stable."

Gong Juan looked worried. She didn't understand these things and looked at her husband like help.

Although he is a father, his daughter has grown up, and Fan Zhihui must leave the boudoir and shook his head helplessly.

Seeing that he could not pull away the stubborn Niu Xiaotian, An Yue said: "Well, I learned this knowledge and can replace the operation."

Niu Xiaotian gave her a thumbs up and took out nine small talismans from her bag, explaining: "Put these talismans accurately on the acupoints."

"Don't you need to stick?" Gong Juan asked.

"No, she won't move." Niu Xiaotian said.

An Yue took the talisman and wanted to crush it. What was he doing? He squeezed out a few words from his gritted teeth, "Is that all?"

"And this one!"

Niu Xiaotian took out another piece of paper wrapped in talisman paper and continued, "After putting the talisman, burn this at the head of the left bed, you must burn it. Wait for another quarter of an hour and it should be better."

"Don't you need to say something?" An Yue asked angrily.

"No! You can't remember it even if you say it."

After the arrangement was completed, Niu Xiaotian walked out, leaned against the windowsill in the corridor, and leisurely lit a cigarette.

The one who followed him was Fan Zhihui, who was also smoking in the same position as Niu Xiaotian. In addition to impatient, he also had the helplessness on his face.

Both of them didn't speak, but their expectations were different.

Niu Xiaotian wanted to get 50,000 yuan and go back to buy a house or build a house, while Fan Zhihui had fantasies and hoped that his daughter could truly wake up.

Ten minutes, twelve minutes, fifteen minutes.

A quarter of an hour has arrived!

Fan Zhihui looked at the watch, then at Niu Xiaotian, who seemed to be nothing, and snorted coldly.

I knew there would be no miracle. My lover was fooled by this poor little liar. Let's see how this kid could speak nonsense.
Chapter completed!