Mo Wei was afraid of Xuanwu education runes, and said quickly: "Sister Fu, there is oily fume in cooking, you and my master, please close the kitchen door."
Xuanwu and Fu Ling walked out of the kitchen and saw a middle-aged fat man push the door and walk in. Fu Ling felt that the fat man was a bit familiar, and said, "Brother is here."
The fat man smiled and said to Fu Ling: "Doctor Xiao Fu, I'll ask you for a favor."
Fu Lingxin said: This is also the one who does not plan to give money!
Fu Ling smiled, "Brother is polite, sit down and say something."
Fu Ling threw the agreed duck neck into the trash can, wiped his hands with a tissue, and sat on the sofa.
Xuanwu didn't want to mix things up. He wanted to go upstairs, but he thought he was about to eat soon, so he sat down at the bar.
The fat man said to Fu Ling: "I heard Xiaotong from our shop say that you know a lot, so I want to ask you for a favor."
When the fat man mentioned Xiaotong, Fu Ling remembered that this fat man turned out to be the gossip Fatty Zhan at the beef noodle restaurant, no wonder he was familiar.
Fu Ling said with a smile: "Brother Zhan passed the award. At my age, there are not as many bridges as you have traveled, so how dare you say that you know more."
Fatty Zhan said with a smile: "Xiaotong told me that you have studied dream interpretation and Feng Shui. People on this street know that there are often big bosses asking you to see Feng Shui."
Fu Ling blinked, "Brother, you misunderstood, we always go to see a doctor when we go to the clinic, not to see Feng Shui."
Fatty Zhan throws a look that I know, "Well, um, I know, I also want you to help you see a doctor."
Fu Ling's heart began to feel uncomfortable, she most hated the misunderstanding that she was a magic stick.
Fatty Zhan continued: "My brother works in a bearing factory. He has a headache every day. The office building of his unit caught fire when nothing happened. He, the chief of the security department, hasn't held a bonus for several months, and he is worried all day long. I'm afraid that something will happen."
Fu Ling said in a puzzled manner: "What is the relationship between the unit's fire and the security chief? Whoever lights the fire is responsible."
Fatty Zhan said: "If he can catch someone who set the fire, his head won't hurt. It's all by himself for no reason."
"It's so amazing, have you reported it?" Fu Ling asked.
"The case was reported, and the results of the investigation were all accidental fires, not artificial ignition."
Fu Ling smiled, "How did the fire inspection of their unit pass? There are so many hidden fire hazards, the fire department is not going to punish it severely."
"It's weird here. The building has only been built for half a year, and the fire control inspection has passed, and there is no fire hazard." Fatty Zhan continued: "I think you all know feng shui.
Xiaoling laughed and said: "Brother, we are Chinese doctors, not Feng Shui masters. You should find someone who knows Feng Shui. If you can't find it, I can recommend a friend who opened a famous restaurant. His name is Zhou Yi. , Has a little research on Feng Shui."
Fatty Zhan said embarrassedly: "I know that person, Xiaotong mentioned to me, that person charges too high, please at least one thousand."
There was still a smile on Fu Ling's face, but the unhappiness in his heart had reached the edge of the outbreak. Fu Ling said: "Brother Zhan, you may not know my charging standards. The pulse diagnosis in our museum starts at 50 yuan. But starting at 5,000 yuan, I think Zhouyi charges low before recommending him to you."
Fatty Zhan sensed Fu Ling's dissatisfaction, and said with a awkward smile: "Little Fu, my brother is a state-owned enterprise, and his unit can't reimburse the money, so I want to come to you for help."
Fu Ling said slowly: "That's it, but I can only check the pulse, but I don't understand Feng Shui, so you should find someone else who understands it."
Fatty Zhan looked at Fu Ling, "Doctor Xiao Fu, I know you are a good-hearted person, so please help my brother."
Fu Ling said sternly: "Brother Zhan, I am a doctor. Do you want me to go to your brother’s factory to comment on Feng Shui? Do you think I understand Feng Shui, do I really understand Feng Shui? If I know Feng Shui better than Chinese medicine Okay, what kind of Chinese medicine hall I still open, I really take the Fengshui hall, okay?"
Seeing Fu Ling was anxious, Fatty Zhan quickly explained: "Little Fu, I didn't mean that, I think you know better than us."
Fu Ling raised an eyebrow, "You think I know a lot. The director of the bearing factory doesn't necessarily think so? The office building of the factory often catches fire. The director will not be in a hurry for such a big thing. The director will naturally have the director. Advocate, don't worry about it."
Mo Wei came out carrying a plate of fried celery and said to Fu Ling, "Sister Fu, let's eat."
Fat Zhan was even more embarrassed, "You should have dinner, then I'll go back first." After finishing talking, Fat Zhan stood up and walked out of the Chinese Medicine Museum with an awkward smile on his face.
Seeing him walking away, Mo Wei said, "How come the people in their store are so weird, one is more annoying than the other, Little Fu, let's not go to their store to eat beef noodles in the future."
Fu Ling got up and went to the bar to get the roast duck. "Of course I can't go. Who dares to eat after offending the chef?!"
Xuanwu smiled, "This person is also a real person."
Fu Ling gave Xuanwu a white look, "What's the truth? Just to see how I can talk, and want to call me cleverly."
Xuanwu said ●31 novel app download address ●: "Is it not true that he speaks so directly?"
"It's straightforward enough. Bei Jianjun also found a reason for me to play for two days. He was good enough and asked me to help directly. It was because I was cheaper than Zhou Yi. Bah! My Taoism is hundreds of years longer than Hu Changan. I'll be cheap!" Fu Ling vented enough and took a bite of roast duck.
Mo Wei comforted Fu Ling and said, "Sister Fu, it's not worth getting angry with him, let's eat."
Fu Ling walked to the coffee table and glanced at the fried celery and cauliflower on the coffee table and said, "Mo Wei, are you out of money?"
Mo Wei replied: "Yes, didn't you just give me one thousand."
Fu Ling frowned, "Then why don't you put some meat in your cooking?"
Mo Wei explained: "You don't like to eat meat in stir-fried vegetables, besides, you are not eating roast duck."
Xuanwu said: "Mo Wei, Fu's spirit is not going well, you don't care about her, let's eat."
Fu Ling glanced at Xuanwu again, and said to Mo Wei: "I left you a duck leg, you can eat it soon."
Mo Wei also wanted Rune to eat duck legs, Xuanwu said: "Mo Wei eat it, Rune can't eat anymore."
Mo Wei glanced at the roast duck with only a duck leg and a little rib, and said to his heart: I really can't let Little Fu eat it anymore.
After the three of them had eaten, Fu Ling went into the lounge again and went to sleep. Mo Wei sat in the bar, still carrying his prescription.
The door of the Chinese Medicine Museum was pushed open, and Guan Xiaoning and a bald man walked in.
Mo Wei stood up, "Hello!"
Guan Xiaoning smiled, "Dr. Chen is upstairs, my friend and I asked him to have a pulse." (to be continued) (end of this chapter)