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"So, you must go to the master to have a good look!" Xiao Li talked for more than half an hour, and finally stopped his chattering after drinking the drink.

"Actually, I think..." Xue Mo was a little embarrassed.

Although he was timid and afraid of the dark, he didn't really believe that there were ghosts in this world unless he saw it with his own eyes.

"Don't think so, you have to let the master feel it!" Xiao Li became emotional: "Only when the master thinks you are fine, you are really fine, otherwise you will get into trouble sooner or later!"

"No, I mean..."

"Your meaning is not important! What's important is the meaning of heaven, and it's hard to go against the will of heaven! Do you understand!"

"Uh, okay, okay, then I'll go in a few days." Xue Mo said helplessly.

"A few days? A few days is a few days? Do you think the master is your mother? You can see her whenever you want?!"

"Cough." Xue Mo stood up with a bad face: "If there is nothing else, I will leave first, goodbye."

"Sit down, do you know..."

Xiao Li behind him was still saying something, but Xue Mo had already left the restaurant.

…

"Master Dong."

"You are here, Doctor Guo." Dong Peng greeted him while making tea.

"Oh, you still call me doctor after leaving the hospital. Just call me Guo Qiangti." Guo Qiangti, wearing a woolen coat, sat opposite Dong Peng with a smile.

"You are a famous doctor. I dare not call you that." Dong Peng joked while pouring tea into the cup.

"What kind of famous doctor am I!" Guo Qiangti shook his head: "I can't even cure my own body."

"Still so weak?"

"Thanks to the master, I feel much better." Guo Qiangti slowly drank the tea in his hand.

"Doctor Guo, what do you want to ask today?" Dong Peng poured Guo Qiangti more tea.

"I want to ask how our dean is doing recently."

"Your dean?" Dong Peng was a little confused: "Has he had any problems recently?"

Guo Qiangti is the dean of the Municipal Hospital. Their dean can be said to be a well-known figure in this Chixin City.

"No." Guo Qiangti shook his head: "I just want to... ask."

"Why? Is Dr. Guo expected to be promoted?" Dong Peng asked with a smile.

Guo Qiangti smiled but said nothing.

"Okay, let me calculate."

Dong Peng said, and took out a few ancient coins from the small table beside him.

After some operations, Dong Peng touched the sweat on his forehead and put away the coins.

"How is it?" Guo Qiangti saw Dong Peng wiping his sweat, and felt a little hot, so he took off his coat and put it on the back of the chair.

"Oh, it's hard to say." Dong Peng said in surprise: "If I tell this, it will leak the secret."

"Just say it directly." Guo Qiangti smiled and took out a thick envelope from the pocket of his woolen coat and put it on the table.

"That's not what I mean." Dong Peng smiled and put away the envelope: "What I mean is that it depends on you how this matter turns out. If I tell you now, it will easily affect the result."

"Master, please speak clearly." Guo Qiangti put out another envelope.

"Then I'll keep it simple." Dong Peng put both envelopes in the drawer: "If you do it, he will be in trouble. If you don't do it, he will have a peaceful life for half a year."

"Is that okay?" Guo Qiangti asked with a smile.

"It can be done. In this case, the initiative is on you, the luck is on you, and the people's hearts are also on you." Dong Peng nodded slowly, putting on a profound look.

"The evidence is also with me." Guo Qiangti smiled with satisfaction, stood up, picked up the woolen coat: "Thank you, Master Dong, I'll take my leave first."

"Doctor Guo is polite." Dong Peng looked at Guo Qiangti and suddenly froze for a moment: "Doctor Guo, please stay."

"What's wrong? Master Dong?" Guo Qiangti turned around and looked at Dong Peng.

"Doctor Guo won't tell you a fortune?"

"Me?" Guo Qiangti pointed at himself in surprise.

He wanted to refuse, but seeing Dong Peng's serious expression, he nodded.

"Sit down first." Dong Peng waved his hand and motioned Guo Qiangti to sit down.

"Okay." Guo Qiangti agreed and sat back down.

Then, Dong Peng took out a deck of cards from somewhere and placed it in front of Guo Qiangti.

"Doctor Guo, Tarot is known as the divination closest to the subconscious mind. It is most suitable for divination of your own situation. Please draw a card with your left hand."

"Ah?" Guo Qiangti was a little confused. He had never seen Dong Peng use Tarot.

"Don't be surprised. You doctors all emphasize the combination of Chinese and Western medicine and learn from each other. Of course, we will not lag behind the times."

"Okay." Guo Qiangti didn't care much about these and drew a card casually.

I saw a hideous demon staring at Guo Qiangti on the card.

"A positive demon." Dong Peng frowned: "You have to be careful about being 'restrained'."

"Restrained..." Guo Qiangti hesitated: "Master, can you be more specific?"

"There is nothing much to say about this. There are only two kinds of so-called restraints. One is physical restraint and the other is mental restraint. There is nothing to explain."

Dong Peng shrugged and hung the keychain on the handle of the drawer.

"Ka Da!" A crisp sound startled Guo Qiangti.

"Master..."

"What's wrong?" Dong Peng, who was pouring tea, raised his head.

"Tea!" Guo Qiangti reminded him, but found that although Dong Peng was looking at him, he just poured the tea full, and there was no more room, but it didn't spill at all.

"Look at this tea." Dong Peng pointed at the teacup: "If you want to pick it up, there are only two results. One is to pick it up steadily, and slowly all the fragrant tea is yours."

"The other is to accidentally spill it and get hurt. Not only can you not drink the tea, but you will also get burned."

As he said, Dong Peng put away the teapot: "What do you want to ask?"

"I..." Guo Qiangti hesitated for a while, and finally shook his head: "It's okay, Master Dong, thank you for your teachings."

"I didn't do anything, I just invited you to have a cup of tea."

After Guo Qiangti left.

Dong Peng poured the whole cup of water on the table.

...

"Why are you here?" The fat man in white looked at the two young men in front of him and turned around to leave.

"Don't move." One of the young men called him coldly: "We have nowhere to go now, you have to take us in."

"Why?" The fat man pushed the young man away: "You guys are in trouble, you solve it yourself."

"Haha." Although the young man was pushed away, he pretended to be confident of victory: "You drive us away? Okay, then you can't run away when I get caught by the police, at worst we will all die together!"

"You!" The fat man pointed at the young man and gritted his teeth.

"What do you mean you! You are the main culprit, and we are just the boss's accomplices. I don't need to tell you who will be more miserable at that time."

"Okay, you are so cruel! Come with me." The fat man reluctantly took the two people into the back kitchen: "These few days you pretend to be my kitchen helpers, but let's make it clear in advance that you have to listen to me in everything!"