After hanging up the phone, Lin Ye went straight to the ward.
"Grandpa Yan, how are you feeling lately?" Lin Ye asked with a smile.
"Very good, much tougher than before." Mr. Yan laughed heartily, obviously in a very good mood.
"That's good." Lin Ye grinned.
He looked around and saw Yan Yan and Qu Jing sitting on the sofa hand in hand, looking very intimate. He couldn't help but joked: "Tsk tsk, you two really look like a golden boy and girl. You are so talented and beautiful. Others!"
Yan Yanqiao's face turned red when she heard Lin Ye's teasing. She rolled her eyes at Lin Ye and muttered: "Brother Lin Ye, you are making fun of me again!"
Qu Jing also glared at Lin Ye: "That's right, you are becoming more and more unreliable. You make fun of Xiaoyan and me every time."
"Haha..." Lin Ye laughed.
Mr. Yan was also amused.
Seeing Mr. Yan's smile, Lin Ye breathed a sigh of relief.
"Grandpa Yan, please have a good rest. I'll help Xiaoyan take care of you." Lin Ye said, changing the subject.
Mr. Yan nodded slightly: "Okay, thank you for the hard work, Xiao Lin."
"Grandpa Yan, you are too kind to say that. It is my honor to do something for you." Lin Ye replied with a smile.
Mr. Yan smiled and waved his hand, asking Qu Jing and Yan Yan to go out first. He and Lin Ye had something to say.
Mr. Yan saw Lin Ye's eyes sweeping over the teapot on the table and said calmly: "Would you like to drink tea?"
Lin Ye picked up the cup unceremoniously and took a sip.
Although the tea was a bit astringent, Lin Ye felt a hint of sweetness after drinking it, which made people have endless aftertaste.
"Good tea!" Lin Ye said with a thumbs up.
"If you like, just have a few more drinks." Mr. Yan said with a smile.
"Then it's better to be respectful than to obey!" Lin Ye picked up the tea cup again and took a sip.
"Lin Ye, can you help me take a look at the Feng Shui of our old Yan family? I always feel that something is not right. There is a sinister feeling." Mr. Yan sighed and said.
Lin Ye was startled when he heard this.
He thought that he was the only one who felt this way, but he didn't expect that Mr. Yan also felt the same way.
"Grandpa Yan, what exactly is wrong?" Lin Ye asked seriously.
"I can't tell you specifically, but it just doesn't feel right!" Mr. Yan touched the stubble on his chin and said thoughtfully: "I am getting older and my memory is much worse. Sometimes I want to say something. But I forgot about it as soon as I changed my mind.”
"Then let me help you calculate carefully." Lin Ye said.
"Okay! Please help me find out what went wrong." Mr. Yan's serious expression made Lin Ye dare not neglect him.
After a while, Lin Ye raised his head to look at Mr. Yan and said word by word: "Grandpa Yan, I guess your whole family's luck has encountered a change."
"What?" Mr. Yan was stunned.
People of their generation do not believe in Feng Shui metaphysics.
However, Mr. Yan knew very well that since Lin Ye said this, there was no truth in it, and a hint of sadness arose in his heart.
"Grandpa, you don't have to worry too much." Yan Yan quickly consoled her: "As the saying goes, misfortune lies on the back of good fortune and misfortune lies on it. Perhaps it is because the Feng Shui pattern of the Yan family's ancestral tombs is not strong enough, causing your luck to be taken away by others. .”
"That's possible!" Mr. Yan sighed slightly.
Lin Ye pondered for a moment and said, "Grandpa Yan, don't worry, I promise to find a way to break the situation for you."
Mr. Yan looked at Lin Ye expectantly and said, "Xiao Lin, please."
"Grandpa Yan, don't worry." Lin Ye nodded and said.
"By the way, Xiao Lin, I have something to tell you." Mr. Yan said suddenly.
Lin Ye looked at Mr. Yan in confusion.
Mr. Yan explained: "Just now, Yan Yan received the news that our old house was stolen and suffered heavy losses."
"Oh? There is such a thing?" Lin Ye frowned slightly and asked, "Grandpa Yan, have you caught the thief?"
Mr. Yan shook his head and said, "The police are still investigating, and there is no news yet."
"Um?"
Suddenly, Lin Ye seemed to have discovered something.
He stared at Mr. Yan, then picked up a copper coin and handed it to Mr. Yan.
"Xiao Lin, this is..." Mr. Yan was a little confused when he saw the copper coins handed over by Lin Ye.
"Grandpa Yan, look carefully. There are three lines on this copper coin!" Lin Ye reminded.
"Isn't this an ordinary copper coin?" Mr. Yan looked at Lin Ye in confusion.
"No, no, no, this is not simple." Lin Ye said solemnly: "Grandpa Yan, please stretch out your hand and I will use this copper coin to measure it for you."
Mr. Yan followed Lin Ye's instructions and stretched out his right hand.
Lin Ye took Mr. Yan's pulse and quietly explored his physical condition.
After a long while, Lin Ye took a long breath: "So that's it."
Mr. Yan asked curiously: "Xiao Lin, what is going on?"
Lin Ye said: "This copper coin is a dragon-patterned coin, which symbolizes good luck and good luck."
"But your dragon-marked coin is missing a dime."
"Is it missing a dime?" Mr. Yan frowned and said doubtfully, "No way. I usually wear this copper coin and I never miss anything."
Lin Ye said mysteriously: "Grandpa Yan, the three dragons on this dragon pattern coin are divided into three parts. One dragon represents you, and the other two represent your son and grandson."
"The missing corner of the dragon-patterned coin means that your Yan family does not have enough heirs."
"Moreover, this copper coin is almost broken and will collapse at any time. If it is not replaced as soon as possible, I am afraid that after a while, this dragon pattern coin will completely collapse and you will die forever."
Lin Ye's tone was solemn, which made Mr. Yan frightened.
"So serious!" Mr. Yan was frightened.
"Yes." Lin Ye nodded.
Lin Ye continued: "Not only that, your life span will also be shortened. You will definitely die within three months at the latest."
When Mr. Yan heard this, his face suddenly turned pale and his whole body became cold.
"Grandpa, don't be afraid." Seeing the old man's appearance, Yan Yan quickly hugged the old man's arm and comforted him.
Mr. Yan calmed down for a while before recovering.
"Alas! So, won't our Yan family be about to lose their incense?" Mr. Yan said sadly.
Mr. Yan has always hoped that the Yan family can continue to inherit the family. Now that something like this happened to the Yan family, how can he not feel uncomfortable.
"Grandpa Yan, things are not that bad." Lin Ye said.
"Xiao Lin, what are your ideas?" Mr. Yan asked hurriedly.
Lin Ye thought for a while and then said: "Grandpa Yan, you should believe me."
"Of course I believe it!" Mr. Yan nodded firmly.
Lin Ye smiled slightly, took out three silver needles from the wooden box next to him, and said, "I used three needles to seal the acupoints to temporarily suppress the evil spirit of this dragon-marked coin. But it won't take long, and it can last for about a year at most."
