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Chapter 199

"That's it...but little brother, you don't know Feng Shui, let alone magic." Lan Mei frowned a little.

"Haha, I really don't understand these. If I understand them all, I will become a real all-rounder." Qin Fan teased casually.

He still understands the principle of separated lines like mountains, but doctors have their own methods.

But Qin Fan didn't say it clearly.

When they arrived at the hospital, Liu Tao said goodbye to Qin Fan.

"Mr. Qin, let's do it. I'll take Officer Ye home and make an appointment tomorrow."

"Okay!" Qin Fan nodded in agreement.

Ye Daimei came out of the construction site and remained silent along the way.

The impression on her tonight was so profound that it completely subverted her previous understanding.

The most terrible thing is that at that time, Qin Fan was still in a state of embarrassment and had to carry him out of the construction site.

Qin Fan drove Lan Mei home.

When they arrived home, Lan Mei went to take a bath first, while Qin Fan didn't leave for the time being.

Lan Mei has been under a lot of pressure recently, causing frequent insomnia.

He was going to give Lan Mei acupuncture later to help her treat her and let her have a good sleep.

But Lan Mei is too busy and is in contact with people all the time.

Qin Fan could only wait patiently. He turned on his phone and found that his father Jiang Tianrui had already transferred money to his account.

He sent a text message to Jiang Tianrui and chatted with his father for a few words.

Not long after, Lan Mei came out of the bath.

She put on a red cotton pajamas, and her long, slightly moist hair was draped over her shoulders.

Maybe it's because I took a bath, but I look good.

"Brother, I contacted Taoist Master Hang Qu of Sanqing Temple and asked him to come over tomorrow to perform rituals."

"Taoist? Do you want to do something?" Qin Fan was a little confused.

"Yes, little brother, you are neither a Taoist priest nor a monk, how do you know how to exorcise ghosts and ward off evil spirits?"

Lan Mei sat down and teased while wiping her long hair with a towel.

Qin Fan suddenly realized that Lan Mei was in contact about this matter.

"Oh... that's fine too. The Taoist priest has profound knowledge, so maybe it can be done easily."

"Since we have made an appointment, it would be best if we could settle things through law."

He took out his bank card from his bag and pushed it in front of Lan Mei.

"Brother, you..." Lan Mei was a little confused.

"Sister Mei, take this. There are 2 billion Huaxia coins in the card. Let the company run normally first."

"We just try to find a way to resume work as soon as possible."

Lan Mei stared at Qin Fan blankly and was speechless.

This was not a small amount of money. She didn't know how Qin Fan could borrow such a large sum of money.

"Don't worry, I borrowed it from my dad." Qin Fan smiled slightly.

Suddenly, Lan Mei's eyes became red and filled with tears.

She knew that Qin Fan would never say this to his family unless absolutely necessary.

Because he has not returned to Beijing to recognize his ancestors, but now he is asking his father for help for her sake.

"Sister Mei, I'll give you acupuncture, and you can have a good sleep."

"Yes!" Lan Mei nodded, burying this gratitude in her heart.

Insomnia in Lanmei is caused by disharmony between the heart and kidneys. As long as the heart fire warms the kidneys and the kidney water helps the heart, allowing the heart and kidneys to communicate, the insomnia will naturally be relieved.

Qin Fan focused on taking the Shenmen, Taixi, Xin and Shen acupoints, and combined with Baihui, Sishencong, Sanyinjiao and Insomnia points.

Watching Qin Fan perform acupuncture, Lan Mei felt a strong desire in her heart. It would be great if this man loved her.

But she also knew that they were destined to be siblings.

Feeling sleepy, Lan Mei glanced at Qin Fan confusedly.

"Brother, thank you..." She murmured and fell asleep.

Qin Fan was stunned for a moment, then smiled again, "You are my sister, I don't care about you, who cares about you."

He closed the windows and the door of the villa before driving home.

After taking a shower, return to the bedroom.

Zhou Yulan hadn't gone to bed yet and was lying on the bed reading a book. She must have been waiting for him.

"Yulan, I'm sorry, I'm late again." He apologized a little and lay on the bed with his clothes on.

Zhou Yulan smiled softly and cast an understanding look.

She leaned tightly against Qin Fan's arms, listening to the man's heartbeat.

"Qin Fan, do you think Sister Mei can survive this difficulty?"

"Yes. With us helping her, she will be fine."

"Um!"

When Zhou Yulan heard Qin Fan say this, she suddenly felt more at ease.

"Silly girl, don't worry too much, you've lost so much weight."

Qin Fan caressed her shoulders with compassion.

"Well, once you come back, I won't worry anymore. I'm really afraid that Sister Mei won't be able to bear the blow..."

It turns out that the kind-hearted Zhou Yulan was worried that Lan Mei would not be able to withstand the blow and would eventually collapse.

There are not many such examples, and there are many.

"Silly girl, Sister Mei is very strong." Qin Fan touched the other party's hair, "Actually, Sister Mei is implicated by me."

"Ah, how could this happen?"

Qin Fan then explained the whole story in detail.

"It's so hateful and so... so shameless!" Zhou Yulan sat up in anger.

She has a very gentle personality and cannot use too vulgar words.

"Okay, I'm telling you, I don't want to make you angry." Qin Fan comforted him with a smile.

"I'm afraid they have more insidious tricks that we don't know about."

Zhou Yulan lay down again and hugged Qin Fan tightly.

"Qin Fan, let's face it together."

"Um!"

Qin Fan tightened his arms around Zhou Yulan and kissed her on the other's hair.

Early in the morning, before he got up, he received a call from Lan Mei.

He told him that Taoist Master Hang Qu of Sanqing Temple would go to the construction site to perform rituals in the morning and asked him to go directly to the construction site.

Qin Fan responded and quickly got up.

I had a casual breakfast, greeted my mother-in-law Wang Yazhen, and then hurried back to the hospital.

Although Lan Mei said that she invited Taoist Master Hangqu to come over to perform rituals.

He always felt that things were not as simple as imagined.

He is not a Taoist priest with powerful magic, nor is he a senior monk who has practiced medicine for many years, but he is a doctor who has inherited Bian Que's heritage.

Doctors have prescriptions to ward off evil spirits. To others, these ancient secret recipes may be just legends.

But for Qin Fan, the ancient secret recipe is readily available.

"Uncle Han, thank you for your hard work!" Qin Fan looked a little apologetic when he saw Han Peirong.

"Mr. Qin, please don't stay outside. It's my duty to guard the hospital for you." Han Peirong said with a smile on his face.

"Brother-in-law, I can now do acupuncture independently." Han Ling reported the results with a smile.

"Mr. Qin, I am now learning how to take medicine with Ling'er." Zhang Xiaowen said.

"Okay, there is progress."

"Sir, don't worry, everything is fine in the hospital." Xiaowen said.

Qin Fan looked at his friends with warmth in his heart.

When he was away from the hospital, Han Peirong kept the hospital in order.

He took the pen and wrote down two ancient secret recipes.

"Xiaowen, Ling'er, prepare these two sets of Chinese medicine. Grind the first set of Chinese medicine and mix it into pills with honey."

"The second set of Chinese medicine is prepared, divided into three doses, and ground into powder."

"Okay!" The two women each took a pair to grab medicine.

It only took an hour for the pills and powder to be made. When I looked at the time, it was almost 9 a.m.

He just drove to the construction site in the southern suburbs.

Liu Tao and Ye Daimei have already arrived, and Lan Mei is with company assistant Ying Lan.

With a heavy reward, Ying Lan found an excavator and a dozen brave migrant workers.

Seeing Qin Fan's car arriving, Lan Mei waved him over.

"Sister Mei, where is the Taoist priest you are talking about?" Qin Fan asked. He did not see the Taoist priest in the crowd.

"While he was bathing and changing clothes, his disciples were setting up the altar." Lan Mei said.

"oh…"

Qin Fan barely knew a little about opening an altar to perform rituals.

The ritual involves purifying the body, reciting mantras, raising the altar, opening the altar, and a series of very complicated procedures.

It is a very solemn ceremony.

It only took about half an hour before a small road leader came out.

He walked up to Lan Mei, bowed and said, "Donor Lan, everyone can go in."

"Okay, Master Kuai."

A group of people filed in, and the excavator roared into the site, causing the ground to tremble slightly.

In the middle of the building where the accident occurred, a simple altar has been set up.

There is a Taoist priest standing in the middle.

Wearing a green robe, hair pulled into a bun, holding Buddha dust in hand, and carrying a peach wood sword on his back.

His expression was gentle, his eyes were bright, and he looked like an immortal.

"This may be the Taoist Master of Hangqu that Sister Mei mentioned." Qin Fan thought to himself.

He found it quite interesting, especially the costume of Taoist Master Hang Qu, which reminded him of the Quanzhen Sect in a martial arts novel.

"Donor Lan, I'm going to open an altar to practice." Hang Qu bowed to Lan Mei.

"Okay, thank you for your hard work." Lan Mei said.

Taoist Master Hang Qu looked at the crowd around him and said with a serious face: "I'll do something later, so don't make any noise."

"When performing rituals, you must pay attention to the unity of mind and heart, otherwise it will disrupt the rituals."

Qin Fan noticed a bell on the table of the altar, which was the Sanqing Bell, the magical weapon.

There was also a bowl of water, and Taoist Master Hangqu also placed the peach wood sword beside it.

At this time, the little Taoist priest handed him nine incense sticks. After he lit them, he bowed respectfully three times to the portrait of Taishang Laojun.

Then put the burning incense in the incense burner.

After that, he started walking at a strange pace, mumbling something.

I don’t know what he was chanting, but it was probably some kind of incantation to ward off ghosts and evil spirits.

Taoists are compassionate and do not exterminate all ghosts and monsters. Instead, they first warn, then persuade, convert or expel ghosts and monsters. If it is no longer possible, then kill them.

In their concept, ghosts are also members of the five realms, and it would be cruel to directly let their souls fly away.

Hang Qu recited a spell for a while, then held the Sanqing bell on the table and rang it.

It made a crisp sound that echoed through the quiet construction site.

According to legend, when the bell rings, ghosts are frightened.


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