Chapter two hundred and seventeenth strange disease
"Mr. Ye, even if you don't save me, please save my child. The child is innocent!"
Du Qiang knelt on the ground and looked at Ye Tian with a pleading look. Although he had a very unruly private life and a somewhat cold personality, he still couldn't let go of his only bloodline in this world.
Ye Tian slowly shook his head and said: "Poor people must be hateful. The sins you have done should be repaid by your children. Du Qiang, the curse you have suffered will make you have no descendants in your life."
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Ye Tian still didn't say anything. Du Qiang was living in fear every day. His mental state probably wouldn't last more than two years.
But even those few words from Ye Tian made Du Qiang feel as if he had been struck by lightning. He could no longer care about anything and kowtowed to Ye Tian repeatedly, shouting: "Mr. Ye, please save me, please save me."
My child!"
After his eldest son died in infancy, Du Qiang also found many so-called "experts and strangers" in China to help him exorcise evil spirits and avoid disasters. However, he spent a lot of money, but it had no effect at all, otherwise Du Qiang would not have been able to do it.
He shamelessly pursued Wei Rongrong.
"Hey, hey, I said, don't wipe your snot on my pants."
Seeing Du Qiang crying and hugging his calf, wiping snot and tears on it, Ye Tian couldn't help but dumbfounded, pushed him away, and said: "Mr. Du, I and I
You don’t have this kind of friendship, so why should I save you?”
After saying this, Ye Tian felt a little relieved. In fact, Ye Tian also wanted to see what this so-called black magic was all about, but as mentioned above, why should he help Du Qiang in vain?
After hearing Ye Tian's words, Du Qiang raised his head fiercely and said loudly: "Mr. Ye, as long as... you save me, I... I will agree to any conditions!"
Ye Tian looked at Du Qiang with a half-smile but said, "Are you willing to go bankrupt?"
"this……"
Du Qiang hesitated for a moment, then said: "I am willing, Mr. Ye, as long as you save me and my son, I am willing to go bankrupt!"
Du Qiang is a smart man. He understands that only money spent can be called money. Otherwise, when he is in the coffin, no matter how much money is left, it will belong to others, and after all the money is spent, he can still make more money.
You can make money, but you only have one life.
"Are you really willing?" Ye Tian asked.
"Yes!" Du Qiang gritted his teeth. As long as he could cure his son and stop himself from having nightmares every day, Du Qiang was willing to give everything he had.
Ye Tian nodded and said: "Tell me about your property, Du Qiang. Chinese people talk about karma. You have done too many evil things. Now you have to do good deeds to make up for it. Don't hide anything..."
"I have two properties and a car in Yanjing, worth about three million. In addition, there are about five million stocks in the securities market, and only more than 100,000 in cash. Mr. Ye, tell me how to deal with it, and I will do it.
what to do!"
As expected, Du Qiang did not dare to hide anything and told Ye Tian all about his family fortune. At his young age, it was extremely difficult for him to make so much money with his bare hands.
Ye Tian thought for a while and said, "You keep the car, put the house up for sale, and sell the stocks immediately. Give me one million of the cashed money, and donate the rest to Project Hope. Can you do it?"
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It is a matter of course to collect fees for helping people seek good fortune and avoid disaster. However, he cannot do anything excessively. Ye Tian also has a bottom line in his heart. He is not one of those grandsons sent by Jiang Xiang who insists on collecting all the money.
You won’t give up until you put it in your own pocket.
If it were another person, Ye Tian would only charge one million, but for Du Qiang, Ye Tian wanted to teach him a lesson, not only to make him bankrupt and destitute, but also to let him feel the retribution of evil consequences.
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"I can do it, I can do it!"
Du Qiang nodded repeatedly, but then said hesitantly: "Mr. Ye... Mr. Ye, when can you help me get rid of that black magic?"
It's not that Du Qiang can't trust Ye Tian. In fact, this matter is related to his and his son's life. If the money is given to Ye Tian, the charity is also donated, and Ye Tian wipes his mouth, pats his butt and runs away, that's all.
There is no need to wait for the curse to kill him, Du Qiang can be angered to death.
"You can do it at any time. If you're impatient, you can do it now..."
Ye Tian stood up and walked out. He was not afraid that Du Qiang would cheat after he helped him get rid of the curse. If Du Qiang really dared to do that, Ye Tian had plenty of ways to deal with him.
"Is that okay now?"
Du Qiang was stunned for a moment when he heard this. He didn't expect Ye Tian's answer. When he came to his senses, Ye Tian had already walked out of the room. Du Qiang quickly chased after Ye Tian and said: "Ye...Ye
Sir, then... shall we go now?"
"Okay, I'll go say hello to them..."
Ye Tian nodded indifferently. Firstly, he also wanted to see the European magic system. Secondly, Ye Tian was really short of money recently. He couldn't find two steel coins in his body. It would be better if he charged a little earlier.
Have more money on your hands.
"Qingya, ask the boss to take you back later, and he and I will go do some errands..." After returning to the place where everyone was having a barbecue, Ye Tian explained to Yu Qingya.
"Mr. Ye, who are you and Lao Du?" Seeing the redness and swelling on Du Qiang's forehead, Ji Ran couldn't help but ask. He had no grudges with Ye Tian, so he could still say a few words.
"This?" Ye Tian looked back at Du Qiang and said, "You have to ask him himself about this."
"Hey, Mr. Ji, if you are free, come with me. Brother, I also have difficulties..."
Du Qiang sighed. Ye Tian had already made it clear that he had a son. If he didn't explain it clearly to Ji Ran and others, he would not be able to make a living in Yanjing in the future.
"Mr. Ye, what do you think?" Du Qiang still wanted to ask Ye Tian for his opinion. After all, Ye Tian would help him get rid of black magic later, and it was up to him whether he agreed to the presence of others when doing it.
"Whatever you want, hurry up and leave, I have something else to do in the afternoon..."
Ye Tian got up and walked out of the farm first. Ji Ran and Shang Buqi looked at each other and followed closely behind. Even Ren Jian, who was as afraid of Ye Tian as a tiger, thought for a while and chased after him.
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Du Qiang himself lives in a property not far from the company, but he also has a villa in the suburbs. Even Ji Ran and others who have good personal relationships with him don't know about this house.
In the late 1990s, single-family villas were very popular in Yanjing City, and the location they chose to build them was quite good, and the price was not as expensive as in later generations. Du Qiang was relatively discerning and invested in one early.
But at this time, Du Qiang was obviously not in the mood to show off the villa that was about to no longer belong to him. After getting the car, he hurriedly led a few people into the villa.
He must have heard the sound of parking outside. As soon as Du Qiang opened the door, a middle-aged woman in her forties came forward and said anxiously: "Mr. Du, are you back? Ran Ran has been crying, I...
...I think you should send him to the hospital, right?"
As if in response to the middle-aged woman's words, a child's cry came clearly from a room on the second floor. Perhaps it was because he had been crying for a long time, and there was a hint of weakness in his voice.
"Sister-in-law Li, I have invited a doctor to treat the child. You first pour a glass of water for the guests." After Du Qiang gave instructions to Aunt Li, he said: "Mr. Ye, Mr. Ji, you guys sit down first!"
"The Feng Shui layout of this house is pretty good, but it's more about wealth than good health."
Ye Tian waved his hand, ignored Du Qiang's words, and wandered around the room by himself, causing Mrs. Li to look at him as if he was on guard against a thief. How could he come to see a doctor with his hands free? At least there should be one.
A stethoscope.
Listening to the almost hoarse cry of the baby upstairs, Ye Tian frowned and said, "Du Qiang, you all are downstairs. I'll go up and take a look. If I don't call you, you are not allowed to come up!"
Du Qiang was also looking for an opportunity to explain the matter to Ji Ran and others. After hearing what Ye Tian said, he nodded and agreed: "Yes, Mr. Ye!"
"Mr. Du, he... he can't be a liar, right?" Sister-in-law Li was concerned about the child and couldn't help but remind Du Qiang.
"Sister-in-law Li, please go out first. This is a thousand yuan. You don't have to come back tonight!"
Du Qiang was startled by Mrs. Li's words. He quickly took out a wad of money and stuffed it into Mrs. Li's hand. He glanced at Ye Tian secretly and saw that he didn't show an unhappy look, so he felt a little relieved.
"This black magic does have some skills. It is also evil, but why is it different from Yin evil?"
Ye Tian didn't pay attention to the conversation between Du Qiang and Li's wife. He focused on the room where the baby was because Ye Tian felt that there was an aura similar to Du Qiang's in that room.
However, this breath was very strange, with a sinister and cold air, but it also had a feeling that Ye Tian couldn't describe, as if it was alive and clinging to the baby's body.
Shaking his head, Ye Tian went up to the second floor. Standing at the door, he could see the cradle next to the floor-to-ceiling window. The afternoon sun shone on the cradle, but the hoarse cry of the child could be heard in his ears. The atmosphere in the room was quite...
It seems a little weird.
"This...this is really sinful!"
When he walked to the cradle and saw the baby inside, even though Ye Tian was well-informed, he couldn't help but feel palpitations because the child's appearance was really too miserable.
The thin body was curled up in the cradle. The baby's face and exposed body were covered with pimples like blisters. Some of the blisters had burst, emitting an unpleasant stench.
The baby's small hands were divided into two sides and fixed on the cradle. This was to prevent him from scratching the blisters on his face, which were itchy and painful but could not be scratched. This made the baby's cries become louder and louder, and his eyes were full of tears.
