There is a fifteen-story high-rise building facing the street. It looks very new. It is the Hanbang New Materials Research Institute, where Gu Qiang's father worked.
A small path next to the building leads to the family courtyard at the back. Nine eight-story buildings are arranged in a neat square shape. Each house has a large balcony, and the visual inspection area is more than 150 square meters.
At first glance, the feng shui of the family home is very average. The tall building in front blocks the sun. As the saying goes, where there is shade, luck is blocked!
The feng shui of the three buildings adjacent to the high-rise buildings is even worse, especially the building facing the small road. It also suffers from road erosion, which is called partial sword evil to be precise.
Everyone has their destiny, and it does not mean that if their house has bad feng shui, they will encounter ups and downs. However, if they are destined to be Tai Sui and have unlucky years, and if their destiny coincides with a person on death row, disaster will come.
The first person to bear the brunt is the head of the family. Gu Qiang's family lives in the building on Chong Road, and it is on the fifth floor. It can be regarded as being cut in half by Chong Sha.
It can be seen from this that Gu Qiang's father was injured and paralyzed. Although there was evil at work, he was also affected by bad Feng Shui.
The doorman deserted, and Ding Fan walked in without hesitation, directly entered the unit door, walked to the fifth floor, and knocked lightly on the door.
The person who opened the door was a middle-aged woman who looked very honest. Judging from her appearance, she was Gu Qiang's mother.
"Ah, I know, Ding Fan, come in quickly. Gu Qiang, what are you talking about?" The woman greeted and shouted inside.
Gu Qiang ran over wearing slippers and introduced: "This is my mother, Liu Qiong, a people's teacher. I study well and it is my mother who runs the small stove at home."
"It's not like I trained you in vain. After graduating from college, you became a security guard." Liu Qiong sighed and complained.
"Mom, you have to be realistic. There is nothing wrong with being a security guard. The salary is not lower than those of white-collar workers, and the bonuses here are higher," Gu Qiang said.
"What future is there?" Liu Qiong frowned and asked again.
"I will be stable for a while first, and then I will find another job to make my mother look good."
Gu Qiang was very filial and did not continue to argue with his mother. He smiled and comforted her, and then took Ding Fan to his room.
Perhaps it was a habit developed in the security department. Gu Qiang's room was very clean. On the table next to the bed, there were some resistors, capacitors and other small parts, as well as a wiring diagram.
"Gu Qiang, what are you studying?" Ding Fan asked curiously.
"I'm busy repairing old-fashioned radios. In addition, I'm also studying repairing mobile phones." Gu Qiang explained.
"This doesn't seem to have anything to do with scientific research."
"Well, scientific research requires an environment and funds. My goal is to make as much money as possible. To tell you the truth, my father's illness consumes a lot of money, and the family's financial resources have long been emptied. Sometimes my salary has to supplement the family income.
"Here." Gu Qiang felt sad. If this continues, it will not be easy to save a sum of money!
"Brother, it's hard for you."
Ding Fan patted him on the shoulder and was deeply touched. Everyone around him seemed to be short of money, but Gu Qiang had to be ambitious.
The two chatted in the room for a while, and then they heard Liu Qiong's cry and came out to eat!
Gu Qiang went to another room and pushed his father Gu Yunming out. He was not yet fifty years old, but he seemed to be seventy years old. His hair was all white and he had no energy.
Ding Fan didn't see the nanny, so he understood that Gu Qiang sent her out in advance because he didn't want to reveal his arrival.
It was a simple meal of four dishes and one soup, but the number of dishes was not small. Liu Qiong apologized: "Xiaofan, my cooking skills are very poor, and my hospitality is not good. Don't be offended."
"No way, Gu Qiang and I are good buddies, this is just like going to your own home." Ding Fan said with a smile.
Gu Yunming said hello with a smile and said very little. The round table was empty, just enough for the wheelchair to be close. Despite this, Liu Qiong tied a white bib around her husband's neck.
Because there were guests present, Gu Yunming resisted a little, but received a fierce look from his wife.
Although Gu Yunming can still move his hands and eat slowly by himself, he often shakes and spills vegetable soup on himself.
While eating, Ding Fan looked at Gu Yunming carefully. Although his expression was sluggish, the outline of his face and facial features showed that he was an upright man.
Of course, his complexion was not good, and there was a layer of dim gray air. Ling looked at the top of his head for three fortunes. Among the three fortunes, a white line was broken in the middle, which proved that his waist was severely injured and should have been injured by a metal instrument.
During the meal, Liu Qiong couldn't help but ask about the situation at Ding Fan's family, and Ding Fan didn't hide it. He was currently living with his sister. His parents were businessmen. After making enough money, they returned to the countryside early to retire.
Because there was a patient at the table who didn't talk much, the atmosphere at the dinner table was somewhat depressing. Gu Qiang told a few interesting stories about the security department, but it didn't elicit much laughter.
After the meal, Liu Qiong cleared the table and went to the kitchen to wash the dishes, but Ding Fan took out the needle box from his bag.
"What is this?" Gu Qiang asked.
"Silver needle for healing."
Ding Fan said, opened the needle box and took out the longest one, which shone in the light.
"Yes, if you target certain locations, you can kill people."
Gu Qiang sneered, obviously misunderstanding Ding Fan's actions, and thought it was a unique killing weapon, after long-term practice, used to deal with Masan's gang of bastards.
"Where are you thinking? Silver needles can save people. Gu Qiang, I came here this time just to see if my uncle's disease can be cured. From what I've seen, I can give it a try," Ding Fan said seriously.
"Brother Fan, can you still treat diseases?" Gu Qiang's eyes widened in disbelief.
"In the past ten years, I have been studying Taoism and Taoism in Fuyun Mountain. Believe me, my uncle's illness may be better," Ding Fan advised.
Gu Qiang was very hesitant. Ding Fan was too young. If he were an old doctor with a white beard, he might still be convincing.
After being alone for a long time, Gu Yunming's ears were pretty good, and he probably understood the conversation between the two. He raised his hand to let Gu Qiang pass. Gu Qiang got up and came to his father, tentatively explaining, and repeatedly emphasized that Ding Fan was his best friend and deserved it.
trust.
"Xiaofan, treating diseases and saving people is a very noble profession. Come on, I have no problem." Gu Yunming agreed, but closed his eyes.
These words are worthy of analysis. It is not that Gu Yunming has a strong desire to survive. He clearly wants Ding Fan to practice acupuncture on his disabled body. The effect of the treatment is not important.
He wanted this body, which had become a burden on the family, to be of some use again.
Taking a deep breath, Ding Fan took the silver needle, came behind Gu Yunming, aimed at the Dazhui point, and stabbed it in with one swish.
The technique was so neat that it startled Gu Qiang. He quickly checked his father's condition and secretly sweated.
"Bring the needle!" Ding Fan stretched out his hand.
Gu Qiang hurriedly held the needle box in his hand. Ding Fan quickly took out the needle, selected the acupuncture points accurately, and inserted ten needles in a row. Then he put his palm on the top of Gu Yunming's head and injected the Qi along the Baihui point.
At this time, Liu Qiong came out of the kitchen wiping her hands and was stunned by the scene in front of her.
"You, what are you doing?" Liu Qiong shouted out.
"Ding Fan is treating dad." Gu Qiang explained hurriedly.