Bandai Cemetery.

Ye Nanchen followed Aunt Fat and found Grandpa Chen Shichou's tomb. Like other tombs, a quadratic square sticking to yellow granite stone, and a tombstone erected in front.

Looking around, I saw three small mounds. This was a small landscape designed by the cemetery. Some flowers and plants were planted on it, making it look like a community and the environment is beautiful.

"There is a Dunbu in Ziguichou, which is called Abortion Mountain."

This is nothing, but these three small mounds are located in the Zi position, Gui position, and Chou position. In the Feng Shui concept, a special geographical location will produce a special magnetic field. These three small mounds are not good magnetic fields for the tomb of Chen Shichou.

This is evil sand!

"A Chen, how about it? Is there a problem with the Chen family's tomb?"

Ye Nanchen nodded and said, "That's right, this tomb was washed away by three small mounds, forming a kind of earthly evil that affects future generations."

There are thousands of graves in the cemetery, and only their family’s graves, by chance, in the eyes of the intersection of three abortion mountains, even if they are not so serious.

I guess the people who designed the cemetery did not understand the Feng Shui pattern. The piled hills are beautiful, but if the location is wrong, it will cause endless harm.

"Achen, I didn't expect you to look at Feng Shui. I have thought you have a promising future since you were a child."

Ye Nanchen smiled slightly, and then he mumbled: "When I was in prison, a prisoner used to be a Feng Shui master. He asked him for advice while he had nothing to do and learned some basics."

"Okay, let's go to the Chen family now and argue with them. There is a problem with their ancestral grave. Why do we blame us Dandan for not having children? It's really a big problem to marry their family. Dandan lost her children three times and her health collapsed. Who can we ask for to reason?" Aunt Fat was both sad and angry and sad, and pulled Ye Nanchen to settle the score with the Chen family.

"Don't worry, wait for them to come to find us."

"What's the meaning?"

"That person named Qianqian is pregnant with a stillbirth. I guess she will feel uncomfortable soon. When I think of what I say, they will definitely come to us to resolve it. Then we will take the initiative."

"How do you know that she is pregnant with a stillbirth?" Fat Aunt became more and more curious about Ye Nanchen.

"Aunt Pang, I am a doctor. From Qianqian's complexion, I can tell that the child she was pregnant is abnormal. Now, based on the Feng Shui pattern of their ancestral graves, Sister Dan can't keep the child, and her child is likely to be unable to keep her child, unless it is not Chen Shichou's biological child." Ye Nanchen was unable to tell that he had a pair of divine eyes, so he could only explain it from other angles.

But these explanations are still very puzzling to Aunt Fat. Fortunately, she heard that Qianqian was pregnant with a stillbirth and felt very happy. She did not go into this matter in depth and said with a smile: "Okay, let's wait for the Chen family to apologize. We must give this breath for Dandan."

"Now Sister Dandan is very weak. Let's get some medicine for her and the key is to regulate her body."

"Yes, yes, you're right, A Chen, I'm going to ask you to prescribe the prescription."

"No trouble, just a trivial matter."

Aunt Pang said gratefully: "Aunt Pang didn't love you when he was a child. You are a good-hearted child. It is because of this that people have plotted against you."

The entire slum knew about Ye Nanchen's jail. Everyone grew up watching Ye Nanchen grow up, so they knew his nature and chose to believe him.

But there was no way. Three years ago, Bai Yunfei and his team set up a perfect plan, and the Bai family had to connect many relationships, so he had to go to jail.

Ye Nanchen still feels a little uncomfortable when he mentions that past, so he doesn't accept the words of Fat Aunt.

The two walked out of the Wanda Cemetery.

...

Ye Nanchen used to treat Du Huajuan's cirrhosis before, and Ye Nanchen took all the Chinese herbal medicines in the old district.

But after coming out of the Wanda Cemetery, I happened to pass by the Medicine Hall, which was Huang Yaoshi’s previous clinic. Ye Nanchen and Huang Yaoshi met in the detention center. Because they were both framed by the Bai family, they were quite speculative.

Before treating Jin Mo with necrotizing fasciitis, Ye Nanchen borrowed money from the Medicine Hall.

Now the pharmacist hall is Huang Rong, the son of Huang Rong, and Huang Rong's daughter Huang Yanran has passed the pharmacist exam and is now helping in the clinic.

Of course, Huang Rong's medical skills are far different from Huang Yaoshi and cannot threaten Bai Qifeng, so Bai Qifeng did not mess with him.

Ye Nanchen took Fat Aunt into the clinic.

After Huang Yaoshi was imprisoned, the Medicine Hall had no business, and was deserted. Huang Rong was not seen, only Huang Yanran was playing with her mobile phone.

"Brother Chen, you are here." Huang Yanran put down her phone.

"Where is your dad?"

"She is taking a nap."

"I'll get some medicine." Ye Nanchen then took the paper and pen at the counter and wrote a prescription on the spot.

Huang Yanran took medicine according to the prescription.

At this moment, a white van appeared at the door. Two young men in the car were carrying a stretcher down, followed by a young woman with a flax-colored pear blossom head, deep facial features, and a golden camel-colored knitted jacket. She saw a water-red lace bottom shirt inside, with snow-white skin looming, and a crimson long skirt on the lower body, and a pair of 5 cm red-soled black high heels.

Her height of over 170 and a pair of high heels make her look a bit erect and convex.

The two young men carried the stretcher directly into the lobby, then put it on the ground, and said to the woman: "Miss Hongyao, nothing is wrong, let's say goodbye first."

Hong Yao nodded, and the two drove away.

An old man in his seventies was lying on the stretcher, unconscious and motionless, as if he had no breathing.

Huang Yanran was stunned for a moment, and after a while, she said weakly: "Miss, what's the point of doing?"

"This is a strange question. Of course, I came to the clinic to see a doctor."

"You..." Huang Yanran was a little nervous, looking at the old man on the stretcher, which was almost the same as if he was dead. This was going to have a medical accident. "You should go to a big hospital to have a look."

Red medicine curled his red lips: "The descendant of the pharmacist, a patient came to seek medical treatment, but he was rejected. Is this the style of your Huang family?"

This sounds a bit strange. Huang Yanran said: "Miss, I think this old man is in a serious condition. Don't delay his treatment. I advise you to send him to a large hospital."

Traditional Chinese medicine clinics are different from hospitals. If a traditional Chinese medicine clinic treats a patient, medical disputes will follow. The media has widely publicized that traditional Chinese medicine will kill people, and traditional Chinese medicine cannot cure diseases. In fact, in large hospitals, patients die every day if they cannot be cured.

Huang Yaoshi was sent to prison without curing any of the patients. The Huang family was disheartened and ran the Medicine Hall, which only sold medicines, and rarely treated people for treatment or prescriptions.
Chapter completed!