Ma Hongjun nodded and said, "It's this family."

Lin Fei's expression changed slightly and he didn't say much, but Ma Hongjun found that Lin Fei's expression was ill and asked, "Brother Fei, what do you see?"

He knew that Lin Fei's ability was different from that of ordinary people, so he still asked him habitually about some things.

"This person's forehead is covered with black air, and he looks like he is possessed by bad luck. I was curious, so I asked this." Lin Fei frowned slightly and said.

"What? Brother Fei, you said Grandpa Yang had a black air on his forehead and bad luck!" Ma Hongjun asked in surprise.

After seeing Lin Fei nodding, he begged, "Brother Fei, Grandpa Yang has been very nice to me since he was a child. He grew up watching me. Can you help him see how to crack this bad luck?"

"Since you said that, I will definitely help him, but I can't be too hasty, and I need to make a long-term plan." Lin Fei said thoughtfully.

After the two put the daily necessities purchased from the town at Ma Hongjun's house, Yuan Wei and Lu Zhongmao told him about the matter, and then the three of them came to the Yang family on the hill behind the village.

When he arrived outside the door, Ma Hongjun asked Lin Fei and the others to wait for him to come to the house to explain the situation first. Naturally, Lin Fei and the others had no objection to this.

After about a cup of tea, Ma Hongjun walked out of the house and waved to Lin Fei, "Brother Fei, Senior Needle King, you can come in."

Lin Fei and the others walked into the house and found that there were four people inside, except for Ma Hongjun, an old man they had just met, and the other two middle-aged men should be the couple surnamed Yang. In addition, there was a skinny and pale child lying on the bed.

The child seemed to be too shameful, and subconsciously closed his eyes the moment Lin Fei and his other people entered the house.

"Are you the little miracle doctor Lin Fei from the capital?" At this time, the middle-aged man sitting on the edge of the bed stood up and looked at Lin Fei.

Lin Fei noticed that the middle-aged man was also haggard, with a sallow complexion, a sloppy beard on his mouth, and looked malnourished.

"Haha, Uncle Yang doesn't need to call me that. I am Ma Hongjun's good brother. Since you are his uncle, then you are my uncle. Just call me Lin Fei." Lin Fei laughed.

"Since that's the case, I'll be gone. I heard Hong Jun say that you can see that my family is in trouble, right?" the middle-aged man asked numbly.

Lin Fei frowned and did not answer directly. Instead, he asked, "I wonder how many years have you built this house in Uncle Yang?"

The middle-aged man seemed a little surprised when he heard this. Why did Lin Fei ask this? But he still said, "My house has been built for some time, about five years."

"I heard from Hong Jun that it was Feng Shui Master who suggested that you build it here, saying that it can avoid misfortune. I wonder how your family's fortune has been in the past five years?" Lin Fei asked again.

"Oh, I'm not to mention it. In recent years, most of the people at home have many diseases and disasters, among which my son Yang Chuan is the most serious." The middle-aged man looked bitter when he heard this and sighed.

After hearing what he said, Lin Fei nodded, and a look of understanding appeared on his face.

"Uncle Yang, don't you doubt the authenticity of the Feng Shui gentleman's words over the years?" Lin Fei asked with his eyes staring at the middle-aged man with his eyes fixed on him.

"To be honest, I don't suspect it's fake. After all, my family has been getting more and more unlucky for so long. I have never had any good luck in the past." The middle-aged man sighed.

Speaking of this, he suddenly pointed to the child lying on the bed and said, "Little Doctor Lin Fei, I heard that your medical skills are amazing. I don't know what disease I have, and I'm getting thinner. If I don't treat it, I might be helpless."

Lin Fei looked in the direction he pointed, and saw that the child's eyes were clear and full of curiosity, but his haggard appearance made people feel distressed.

"As a doctor, we naturally need to treat patients with illness. This is our accusation." Lin Fei went up to the bed without saying a word, and pulled the child's skinny arm over to take the vein quietly.

As Lin Fei's actions were taken, everyone in the room looked at Lin Fei with their breath, hoping that they would cure the skewers.

"How is Brother Fei?"

After a moment, Ma Hongjun asked anxiously.

Lin Fei pondered for a moment, "The disease that Chuanzi has is not an ordinary disease, and I don't know very well about the specific name."

When everyone heard this, they looked disappointed, but they didn't expect that the little miracle doctor Lin Fei from the capital would not recognize the disease.

When Yang Chuan's family heard this, their eyes turned red. Lin Fei's words meant that they sentenced their children to death.

"You don't have to be so sad. Although I don't know the name of the disease, I already have a cure method. Then, with other means, I can restore the skewers to the original state." Lin Fei said.

"This...this is so thankful!"

The couple surnamed Yang was overjoyed when they heard this, and were so excited that they felt that the world in front of them had bright light again.

Lin Fei was unwilling to let their expectations down, so he pondered for a moment, "Next, I need to give a needle to cure the skewers alone, so please help me avoid it first."

"Okay, let me leave the snare to you, the little genius doctor." Old Master Yang said tremblingly, then walked out with his son and daughter-in-law. Although Lin Fei did not ask Ma Hongjun and Lu Zhongmao to leave, they also walked out consciously.

When Lin Fei and Chuanzi were only left in the room, Lin Fei looked at the teenager who was tortured by the disease for a long time, and smiled slightly and said, "You're the name Chuanzi, right?"

Chuanzi nodded and looked at Lin Fei with clear eyes.

After pondering for a moment, Lin Fei took out the needle box from his body, opened it and revealed more than a dozen bright silver needles. He said to the string, "Next, I will apply needles to you. Only in this way can you get better, do you understand?"

Chuanzi nodded sensibly and let Lin Fei apply the needle for him, without saying a word throughout the whole process. After the needle was applied, Lin Fei took out some pills that had been prepared to recover energy from his body and let him take it. After a while, Chuanzi's originally pale face turned red.

Lin Fei smiled slightly at the change of Chuanzi, "Chuanzi, are you afraid of me?"

Chuanzi shook his head and blinked his eyes.

"Then you have to remember what I will say next, and don't mention it to anyone in the future, do you know?" Lin Fei suddenly said with a serious expression.

Seeing Chuanzi nodding, Lin Fei whispered, "Chuanzi, you are..."

After Lin Fei left the room, he was immediately surrounded by people waiting outside the house.

"Little Doctor Lin Fei, how is Chuanzi?" asked Old Master Yang.

Lin Fei smiled slightly, "Chuzi is basically fine. You can get back to normal as long as you rest for a while. However, this is just a treatment of symptoms but not the root cause. I will come to completely cure the condition for Chuzi after a while."

After saying that, Lin Fei walked out the house without waiting for the others to react.

Although Ma Hongjun and Lu Zhongmao were puzzled, they quickly said goodbye and followed.

On the way, Ma Hongjun asked Lin Fei why he was walking in such a hurry, but Lin Fei smiled slightly and told him that he would definitely give him a satisfactory answer after a while.

Ma Hongjun felt sorry for her, but she had to give up.

When the few returned to Ma Hongjun's house, it was already dark, and after washing up, they went to bed.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!