Buried alive by his own mother, he brought a coffin to the whole family when he returned

Yan Chenqi nodded repeatedly, "Oh, okay."

After a pause, Chu Yan waited for Yan Chenqi to finish the last bite of food and wash the dishes before leaving.

In order to avoid arousing Han Yuchen's suspicion, he did not teleport directly to the underworld, but walked out of the shop like a normal person.

As soon as he left, the coldness on Han Yuchen's body disappeared, and his arms and legs didn't hurt as much anymore. He quickly got up from the ground and crawled to Yan Chenqi.

"Who was that man just now? Why do I feel like he's more sinister than the devil?"

Yan Chenqi glanced at Han Yuchen calmly and said, "He is the one who controls the devil."

"Tsk..." Han Yuchen sneered disdainfully, "Boasting, who are you trying to scare?"

He didn't really believe in ghosts and gods, and the man just now was at most a murderer.

It would be better if he didn't believe it. Even if he did, Yan Chenqi wouldn't dare to tell anyone about it so easily.

"Sit down and see the doctor."

"Oh."

Han Yuchen sat up straight obediently. After all, for a man to have a hidden illness was like the sky falling.

Over the years, he has seen many doctors at home and abroad, but to no avail.

Although he came to Yan Chenqi with the attitude of trying everything possible, he still valued this little bit of hope in his heart.

"By the way, my registration fee is 6666, please pay it first."

Yan Chenqi took out a QR code and placed it in front of him.

Han Yuchen's face was filled with disbelief. "Yan Chenqi, do you think you can rob people just because you have a strong fist? How big of a man do you have to be to charge this price?"

"It's not a cure, but it works. You can read it or not."

"Ah……"

Han Yu took several deep breaths and paid the bill reluctantly.

"Okay, if you can't cure my illness, I'll have someone burn down your shop."

Yan Chenqi was too lazy to pay attention to him, "Stretch out both wrists."

Although she had a general idea of ​​Han Yuchen's illness, she still needed to take his pulse for the specific details.

A moment later, Yan Chenqi prescribed three prescriptions for him.

"9."

"what?"

Han Yuchen couldn't believe his ears. "Didn't I pay just now?"

"That's the registration fee, and this is the medicine money."

Han Yuchen was so angry that he laughed, "No, you just picked some herbs for me and asked for 9?"

"As I said, the medicine works. Think about how much money you've spent on this disease over the years. What's the big deal if I charge you 9 yuan?"

Han Yuchen thought about it and realized that this hidden illness had cost him at least tens of millions of dollars.

He felt like a sucker for spending 9 yuan on just a few herbs, but he still paid.

Then he said, "Since I'm here, tell me my fortune."

"Fortune-telling and seeing a doctor are two different systems, and the registration fee is also 6666."

"Row."

Han Yuchen was already numb and paid 6666 without saying a word.

"Just ask whatever you want to ask. Limit it to three questions. If you need to solve the problem, there will be an additional charge."

Han Yuchen rolled his eyes at her with resentment, "Then let's see about fate first."

Yan Chenqi looked at him carefully for three seconds and said, "Young and unruly, with countless romantic interests, young man..."

Yan Chenqi paused halfway through his speech.

"What happened to the young man?"

Yan Chenqi looked at him with a hint of sympathy, "A young man met a woman with a deep love for him that lasted till death, but his unrequited love was fruitless and he ended up living alone."

"impossible!"

Han Yuchen snorted arrogantly, "Even if I am disabled for the rest of my life, I am determined and will never hang myself on a woman. You are just a charlatan who talks nonsense and cheats people out of money."

After saying that, he left angrily with the medicine.