bookbashuk Chapter 15 Goodbye, President Li
Chapter 15 Goodbye, President Li
"Don't be angry, don't be angry, it's not good for the baby!"
After being rebuked twice, a flash of anger crossed Li Jing's eyes, but he quickly recovered and apologized with a forced smile.
"Go back now and get rid of your pets. I don't want to see them again when I get home!"
Xia Wen said with a cold face.
Li Jing's face stiffened, and he remained silent.
"It's already affecting the child, what are you still thinking about? Hurry up and go back and move your things!" Ye Yingzi pushed Li Jing in an annoyed tone.
"Alright, alright, I'll go home and send 'Xiao Bao' away right now!" Li Jing reluctantly walked out.
While they were arguing, I quietly took out the Ghost Eye Paste, poured out a drop, rubbed it on my eyes, and then rubbed it in.
Looking at Li Jing again, there was a noticeable dark aura between his eyebrows, and his eye sockets were also a bit bluish.
If raising a ghost child to such a heavy level of yin energy is likely done by supplying it with blood, then it's probably done through blood donation.
But I didn't say anything; whether he lived or died was none of my business.
"Xiao Feng, tell me the truth, how much has that bastard Li Jing's raising of a ghost child affected your sister Wen?"
As soon as Li Jing left, Ye Yingzi asked directly.
Xia Wen didn't say anything, but her eyes betrayed her; she also wanted to know these things.
Ye Yingzi is quite competent as a mouth double.
"At present, the impact is not too great, but if we continue to be with that thing, it's uncertain!" I said.
"That's good, that's good!"
Before Xia Wen could say anything, Ye Yingzi breathed a sigh of relief.
"Sister Wen, I'll prescribe some medicine for you to regulate your body. Take it for half a month, then come back to me after that. I'll take your pulse and adjust the prescription accordingly!"
"Two courses of treatment should be enough to heal him, but there's one thing you must remember: whatever Jing-ge is raising must be sent away. Even if you don't send it away, you can't live with that thing!"
"Okay, I understand!" Xia Wen nodded.
Next, I took Ye Yingzi's pulse again and adjusted the prescription.
Ten minutes later, the two said goodbye and left.
For the next two weeks, I had a very leisurely time with nothing to do.
Xia Wen came again, and I adjusted her prescription.
Bai Xue and her daughter come to me for acupuncture every day.
During this time, I also met Li Li once.
During this time, Li Li has resumed her studies.
Now, Li Li shows no signs of being sick at all.
After more than half a month of recuperation, her face regained some weight, and her complexion returned to normal. It was no longer the deathly pale color before, but a pearly white with an air of nobility.
Perhaps because of the acupuncture I received twice a day for the previous two weeks, she was very close to me and called me "Thirteenth Brother" instead of "Master Feng" or "Doctor Feng".
After meeting her once, I felt much better.
After this meeting, I called Mr. Li and told him that Li Li was fine.
I thought that I would never have any further contact with Li Li and her father, unless she remembered that tragic experience again.
But to my surprise, less than a month after that phone call, I saw Mr. Li again.
That evening, I was thinking of calling Fatty Lin to urge him on, since it had been more than a month and the North Feng Ghost-Slaying Seal still hadn't been fully consecrated.
Based on my understanding of him, he must have been staying at the Grand Fortune Hotel for a while now, treating it like his own home.
He won't do anything serious until he's squandered all the money he's made from Bai Xue.
Just as I was about to make the call, my phone rang. It was Mr. Li.
My heart skipped a beat. Could something have happened to Li Li?
"Mr. Li?"
After I answered the call, I spoke first.
"Master Feng, are you in the shop?"
Mr. Li asked.
"I'm here. Is something wrong with Li Li?" I asked hurriedly.
"Pack your things, make sure you have all your acupuncture tools, and I'll send a car to pick you up," Mr. Li said.
"Okay, okay, I'll get ready right away!" I said.
After hanging up, I immediately packed my things, feeling that something must have happened to Li Li.
Normally, I shouldn't be thinking about that experience so quickly. I think it's most likely that Li Bao did it.
Twenty minutes later, the car that was supposed to pick me up arrived.
To my surprise, the car and the driver had changed.
Last time it was Audi, this time it's Mercedes, and the top-of-the-line one at that.
The license plate was quite imposing, consisting entirely of the same numbers.
Mr. Li is indeed wealthy, but in Beijing, there are some things that money can't buy, such as this license plate.
Even if it were General Manager Yang, let alone General Manager Li, he couldn't get that license plate.
With some doubt, I got into the car with the driver.
On the bus, no matter how I tried to probe, the driver would just say, "You'll know when you get there."
This answer made me a little uneasy.
After driving for a while, I became more and more certain that this house call was no ordinary matter.
The reason is simple: the car was not heading towards Kangcheng Garden, nor towards Lili School, but towards the East Third Ring Road.
Twenty minutes later, the car drove into a high-end villa area near Chaoyang Park.
When we arrived at our destination, I was asked to get out of the car, and I was still a little dazed.
Mr. Li is indeed wealthy, but just like with license plates, being able to buy a villa in this community means it's not a matter of money.
Mr. Li doesn't have that kind of influence.
If it were Mr. Li's deceased elder brother, then there might be a chance.
Filled with questions, I was led into the villa.
Upon entering the villa, I immediately saw President Li kneeling on the ground like a dog and Li Li standing to the side, her eyes filled with tears and her face bearing a handprint.
A middle-aged man was sitting opposite Mr. Li, and next to him was a woman dressed in a somewhat flamboyant manner.
After I entered the villa, the two men kept looking me up and down.
The man's gaze was filled with inquiry, while the woman's was filled with hope—the same look that Mr. Li had when he introduced me to Li Li.
"You're Feng Shisan?"
After looking me over for a while, the man spoke.
"Yes, I am Feng Shisan!" I nodded calmly.
"You know acupuncture? What mental illnesses can you treat?"
The man wanted to ask more, but the woman couldn't wait to speak.
The man frowned, somewhat displeased, but said nothing.
"It's a family-inherited Taoist medicine, specializing in treating mental illnesses!" I said.
"My son is sick, can you cure him?"
Upon hearing this, the woman immediately stood up.
"Whether it can be cured or not, at least let me see the person, right?" I said with a smile.
"Aunt Chen, Aunt Chen, take him upstairs so he can take the young master's pulse!"
The woman shouted at the top of her lungs.
Soon, a woman around fifty years old came out from the small hall next door and said to me, "Master Feng, I'll take you upstairs!"
"good!"
I nodded slightly and went upstairs with the woman called Aunt Chen.
"I don't know about his medical skills, but he certainly has guts!"
The man stood up, nodded to the woman beside him, and said, "Let's go upstairs and take a look together!"
I didn't say anything. This guy was putting on airs. I wonder which family's second generation he is.
Regardless of whose car it is, just from the license plate, the villa, and the fact that Mr. Li knelt down and didn't dare to utter a sound, you can tell that his identity is not simple.