This was what Gao Fengyu was waiting for, and he said with a smile: "Thank you very much, Mr. Lu."
"Thank you for what I did. If it hadn't been for this little brother's prescription, I wouldn't have been able to save myself even if I had great abilities." Lu Tiande said sincerely.
Even though he made Shang Qiu Ping unable to hold his head up, he had actually figured it out before he came here. If Shang Qiu Ping's Hui Shen acupuncture method was used correctly, then he would definitely not be able to cure this disease. So he did this
The words are said to come from the heart.
Gao Fengyu was not a fool. He naturally understood who had the greatest credit. He looked at Jiang Zhihao and said: "Little brother, although you said you would give me the prescription for free before, I, Gao Fengyu, deserved no reward for my efforts. You cured me."
, you can put forward your conditions, as long as I can agree to it, I will definitely agree! But first of all, it is impossible for me to sell the ancestral temple, that is the foundation of my Gao family!"
Ji Zimo was quite happy at first, thinking that this matter was a sure thing, but now that he heard Gao Fengyu refuse to sell the ancestral temple, his face suddenly dropped.
Your arm has been cured and you still refuse to sell it, so what can you do?
However, Jiang Zhihao was not disappointed and said with a smile: "Mr. Gao may have misunderstood. Regarding the ancestral temple, Mr. Ji was anxious and did not explain it clearly to you. In fact, although I have never studied medicine, I have studied Feng Shui for a few days.
.In the early years, when the ancestors of the Gao family and my ancestors of the Jiang family were on good terms, they received advice from a Feng Shui master. The Feng Shui master said that the Gao family would be in disaster and the sun would decline. The key point was that the location of the ancestral temple was wrong.
.It was originally a treasured land, but there were so many high-rise buildings around it, forming a tendency of dark clouds, and the descendants of the Gao family would naturally be in bad luck."
"Brother Jiang still knows Feng Shui?" Gao Fengyu was quite surprised. As for whether the ancestors of the two families were really closely related back then, he didn't know.
When the Gao family was prosperous, they had so many friends all over the world that they were too numerous to count.
"I don't know much about it, but I know a little bit about Gao's family." Jiang Zhihao said with a smile.
"Nonsense, what age has it been, and there are still people who believe in Feng Shui. If Feng Shui really worked, those dynasties wouldn't have to change." A young member of the Gao family curled his lips.
"Qilin, you said nonsense and you still haven't apologized to Brother Jiang!" Gao Fengyu scolded.
"It doesn't matter. If you believe it, it will work. If you don't believe it, it won't work." Jiang Zhihao waved his hand, still smiling, and said: "But a few days ago, I went to the ancestral temple to take a look and found that the west eaves were missing a foot.
The main owner is gold, so the Gao family may be going bankrupt in the near future."
The young man named Gao Qilin sneered. Although he did not dare to speak rudely, he used his little actions to show his disdain for this statement.
Gao Fengyu also murmured a little in his heart. He was old and still had some faith in these things like ghosts and monsters.
But Jiang Zhihao, a young man, doesn’t seem very reliable. Even if he healed his arms, does he necessarily know Feng Shui well?
Therefore, Gao Fengyu did not make any immediate decision. Instead, he changed the subject on the pretext of asking Lu Tiande to help with acupuncture treatment.
Jiang Zhihao was not in a hurry and stayed for lunch at Gao Fengyu's invitation.
In his spare time, Ji Zimo pulled Jiang Zhihao aside and whispered: "Mr. Jiang, you are too bold. Although the Gao family is in decline, because of this, they have been very cautious in investing in recent years. What can they do?
Their businesses are all very profitable. You just said that they are going to lose money in the near future. If it doesn't happen, wouldn't it be in vain that we helped him treat his illness before?"
Ji Zimo's words were already quite tactful. In fact, he wanted to say that Jiang Zhihao was just talking nonsense.