Li Tianfeng's body trembled and his eyes widened.

He almost couldn't help but waved his hand and tried to get along with the fat face that seemed serious and added a little mystery.

"Oh, sorry, I mean...you may..." Wen Shuo changed his face in an instant, as if he had just realized who he was talking to. How arrogant and rude the words just now were. He looked embarrassed and nervous. He wanted to explain but didn't know how to explain. He had to bite the bullet and say, "Uncle, the old saying is that it is better to believe that there is something than to believe that it is nothing. Besides, I have no reason to deceive you. This is of no benefit to me. Well, I admit that in terms of medical skills, I am just a newbie who doesn't even have the skill of a three-legged cat, but your complexion is already very obvious to me, so I take the liberty to take your pulse and see what is going on. Frankly speaking, I, like you, my aunt and Yang Ge, hope that I am wrong, because that means you are healthy. No one thinks there is any problem with your body. What do you think?"

These words are reasonable, and the younger generations are kind to care for their elders. How could Li Tianfeng refuse or even scold them with stern words?

It was just his identity and inherent pride that made him unable to agree immediately.

Zhang Qianhua said with a worried look on her face and anxiety: "Yes, Lao Li, Wen Shuo is also kind-hearted, so let him take your pulse. If it's okay, of course it's the best. After all, his medical teacher is an old academician Song Zhaosheng."

"Yes, yes, dad!" Li Yang also said quickly: "I understand Wen Shuo. He has always been sensible in his words and does not do anything wrong."

Li Tianfeng narrowed his eyes and hesitated for a moment, nodded, then turned his head, indicating that Wen Shuo could sit next to him.

But Wen Shuo seemed to have not seen it, and did not understand what he meant, so he stood up and said, "Then, let's go to the study?"

Zhang Qianhua and Li Yang showed surprise on their faces.

When Wen Shuo proposed to talk to Li Tianfeng alone, the dialect and expressions of both sides were pointed at each other. Now the atmosphere has eased, why do you still have to go to the study to avoid their mother and son and take your pulse? What is the reason?

Could it be...

Wen Shuo has almost confirmed that Li Tianfeng has a serious illness, fearing that after the diagnosis, the mother and son will know about it?

Li Tianfeng frowned and looked at Wen Shuo, his eyes as lightning.

After only two or three seconds of pause, Li Tianfeng stood up decisively and walked towards the study room. He raised his hand without looking back and said, "Boy, I'll give you a chance, but you'd better not have any intention."

This is a harsh warning.

Because Li Tianfeng realized that it was unreasonable for Wen Shuo to discuss it alone. Therefore, Wen Shuo probably wanted to ask for something privately. But even after guessing this, Li Tianfeng, as an elder, could not refuse again - after all, he agreed to let Wen Shuo take his pulse and diagnose the disease.

This sentence also made Zhang Qianhua and Li Yang realize something. The mother and son looked at each other, but it was difficult to speak.

They also began to suspect that Wen Shuo had other plans.

Especially Li Yang, thinking that Wen Shuo had to come to visit his parents tonight, and even brought gifts and other things...

A sudden resentment arose in Li Yang's heart.

If Wen Shuo did this as he and his parents thought, it would be a bit unauthorized. No matter what difficulties he encountered, he wanted to ask high-ranking officials to help him overcome them or even bribes. Although Li Yang did not agree, it was understandable that he was angry that Wen Shuo did not tell him.

What he was even more angry was that Wen Shuo was doing so was blasphemy his father.

Although Li Yang is afraid of his parents, he has always respected his father's integrity since he was a child. In today's materialistic environment, Li Yang is very clear that he can get in touch with more aspects. There are too few people who hold authority like his father, but still maintain a righteous and upright character.

The family of three has already thought through a clear mind. There is no explanation, no need, and no explanation.

He followed Li Tianfeng into the study with a silly look of embarrassment.

Close the door of the study room and turn around, seeing Li Tianfeng sitting behind the desk with a calm face.

The headlights in the study were not turned on, only the desk lamps on the desk were turned on.

In the contrast of light and darkness, Li Tianfeng, who was sitting on a thick solid wood chair, showed more majestic. The powerful aura developed by being in a high position for many years was like a substance that filled the entire study room, making everyone who came in to face him, fear, respect, and dared not do anything wrong.

Wen Shuo seemed a little curious and looked around at the layout in the study.

The wooden bookcases that almost cover the entire walls, black leather sofas, wooden coffee tables in wood, and small desks, were of the same style as in the 1980s. To be precise, this was a desk produced in that era, and the sofas, coffee tables and bookcases were all old products of that period.

From this, Wen Shuo can infer some of Li Tianfeng's personality details - this is not about saving and frugality, but about Li Tianfeng's nostalgia complex.

Anyone with nostalgia and strong feelings are mostly meticulous and suspicious.

Seeing the majestic attitude created by sitting behind the desk at this moment, Wen Shuo couldn't help but sigh that people who can hold high positions have achieved the ability to control people's thoughts.

Li Tianfeng stretched out his left hand, put his palm upwards, gently placed it on the desk, and said lightly: "Let's start."

There are no chairs next to the desk.

If Wen Shuo went to take his pulse, he had to bend over.

He put away the honest smile on his face, walked to the desk with a calm expression, stood still, looked down at Li Tianfeng's serious face, half-light and half-dark, and said, "Uncle, I don't need to take my pulse and ask for advice. You know, you have poor mental state recently, your mood is prone to rest, and... your sleep quality at night is extremely poor. You will either have nightmares continuously or you will often have ghosts on the bed."

Li Tianfeng frowned and said, "Is these situations Li Yang telling you?!"

"You won't tell him this, even..." Wen Shuo smiled slightly and said confidently: "Even aunt doesn't know."

Li Tianfeng was silent, staring into Wen Shuo's eyes, trying to see through the young man's psychology, instead of asking or questioning, so as to force or ask the young man to say it - because in that case, Li Tianfeng would not believe what Wen Shuo said, he only believed in his own judgment.

However, he found that he could not see through this young man, nor could he understand what Wen Shuo wanted to do or get.

So he could only ask, "What the hell do you want to say and do?"

Wen Shuo supported his hands on the desk, leaned forward slightly, faced Li Tianfeng's sharp gaze, and smiled: "Uncle Li, if I say I am not for personal benefit, but because of my friendship with Li Yang, I take the initiative to help you and help my aunt treat her illness, and at the same time make your family harmonious and happy. Brother Yang no longer bears pressure every day, which only increases worries... Do you believe it?"

Li Tianfeng shook his head straightforwardly, lifted the corners of his lips slightly, and showed a sneer.

"I feel wronged." Wen Shuo scratched his head and said with a slightly bitter expression: "That's the truth, alas."

Li Tianfeng frowned and looked at Wen Shuo.

More and more doubts surged in my heart - everything that happened was strange after coming in from Wen Shuo tonight.

Not real, it seems like dreaming.

"Uncle Li." Wen Shuo sighed and said, "Let me just say that my aunt's unstable mood and her heart fire were strong and dry. This was caused by the erosion of the evil spirit of the yang and evil spirit. She herself was not the carrier of the evil spirit. Brother Yang also suffered a certain amount of erosion, but because he was scolded too much by you and your aunt during this period, he stayed at home for less time, so it was not serious."

"What are you talking nonsense?" Li Tianfeng frowned and said, "I don't understand, and I don't want to listen anymore."

"Brother Yang doesn't know about this, I didn't tell him." Wen Shuo said softly.

"Hmm?" Li Tianfeng looked shocked.

Wen Shuo leaned forward again and said softly: "As I said just now, I decided to help you and help my aunt treat her physical illnesses purely out of friendship with Yang Ge. And whether you believe it or not, there will be no loss. At best, it will only take a little time."

"You should be very clear that I cannot believe in superstition or accept superstition." Li Tianfeng said in a deep voice.

"Of course." Wen Shuo nodded and said, "That's why I tell you the truth. With your identity and status, you cannot believe it or tell anyone. And I also don't want anyone to know that I can use some superstitious means to treat some superstitious diseases."

Li Tianfeng has never been like this now, and he is obviously unwilling to believe it or let this young man stay in front of him for even a second.

But, there was a deep thought in my heart to stop him and advise him not to do this.

Perhaps, you should listen to what this young man said and see what he was going to do.

Over the past period of time...

There are indeed problems with my emotions, physical and mental conditions, just as the young man analyzed just now - how did he know?

I haven't told anyone!

so……

Li Tianfeng said lightly: "You haven't finished what you said just now."

"Well, both aunt and Yang Ge and his son were eroded by evil spirits, and the source of evil spirits should be on your body." Wen Shuo said seriously: "Before the symptoms I analyzed in your body, have you ever been exposed to anything strange, or have you been to a place with evil spirits? Or have you met a special person and asked you to do something special?"

"this……"

Li Tianfeng frowned and began to think.

Wen Shuo narrowed his eyes, with a slight smile on his face.

He knew that he had succeeded.

It is extremely difficult to communicate characters like Li Tianfeng's inner subconscious through various methods such as language guidance, movements, expressions, etc. to form all-round psychological hints, and ultimately achieve the goal of making Li Tianfeng's psychological obedience.

If this cannot be achieved, Wen Shuo will definitely not dare to do the tricks on Li Tianfeng.
Chapter completed!