Ghost doctor with clairvoyance

Lin Zifeng knew that Uncle Zhang was

worried that he would get into trouble, but when Uncle Zhang encountered this kind of thing, it was impossible for Lin Zifeng not to help.

"Uncle Zhang, don't worry, I can handle it. Lin Zifeng stepped forward, looked at these gangsters, and took out 20,000 yuan from his pocket.

"Here is 20,000 yuan, which should be paid for half a year's protection, and the extra 2,000 should be rewarded to my brother as a hardship fee.

Lin Zifeng put 20,000 yuan in front of the little gangster led by him, and the little gangster's eyes lit up, and he picked up the money that Lin Zifeng took out and counted it.

"Yes, lad, you have a great future, and I am optimistic about you. The little thug at the head put the money away, "Lao Zhang, look at your nephew, he is much more sensible than you, wouldn't it be better to do this sooner."

Uncle Zhang saw that Lin Zifeng actually gave money, and hurriedly said: "Xiaolin, you can't give it to them, they are vampires, bottomless pits, they can't be filled, today you gave them 20,000, tomorrow they can find you for 30,000." "

Lao Zhang, you are talking nonsense here again, believe it or not, labor and management will make your store impossible to open for a month. The thug shouted angrily.

Lin Zifeng hurriedly came out to play a round and said, "Uncle Zhang, these big brothers must be trustworthy, and if they pay the protection fee, they will definitely not trouble you for half a year." The

little thug nodded with satisfaction, but a grim look flashed in his eyes, he was ready, he would come in a few days, like this kind of rich, he must slaughter enough at once.

When the little gangster thought like this, Lin Zifeng suddenly frowned, "Big brother, I have studied medicine for a few days, and your Yintang is black, this is obviously a blockage of qi and blood, and there is a possibility of poisoning, or I will help you take a look!"

Uncle Zhang, Aunt Zhang didn't know what Lin Zifeng wanted to do, and gave money to these gangsters to see a doctor.

When the little gangster led by him heard this, he was a little unimpressed, "Labor and management are in good health, how can it be blocked by qi and blood, let alone poisoned?"

Lin Zifeng shook his head and said, "Big brother, you really don't believe it, I don't believe you press the place where you press your chest down three fingers." The

thug paused, and some pressed his suspicious probe hand down his chest three fingers.

"Ahh

"Boss, what's wrong with you, what's wrong with you?" the thugs screamed in horror.

Lin Zifeng said to the little gangsters led by him: "Look, I really didn't lie to you, you are sick and need to be treated, if you don't treat it as soon as possible, you will definitely not live for three months."

As soon as the little gangster heard this, he didn't care about the severe pain in his body, and immediately knelt down in front of Lin Zifeng, "Doctor, doctor, I don't want 20,000 yuan, please save me, I don't want to die yet."

When Lin Zifeng heard this, his face showed embarrassment, "I can indeed cure your disease, but..."

The little thug at the head said, his body still trembling slightly because of the severe pain.

"Yes, doctor, please save our boss!" The others knelt in front of Lin Zifeng with their faces and begged Lin Zifeng.

This sudden reversal made Uncle Zhang and Aunt Zhang stunned.

Zhang Xiaoxian was also puzzled, she didn't know what was going on, could it be that this little gangster was really sick.

"Tell you the truth, have you ever felt a tingling pain in your chest every night since three months, like a needle had been stuck in your heart. Lin Zifeng asked in a deep voice.

The little thug at the head nodded again and again, "You are completely right, yes, it should be three months ago, I often felt like there was a needle prick in my chest, and the pain recovered after a few minutes, and I didn't care about it at the time, what the hell is going on? Please, you must save me!".