City’s Best Divine Doctor
Chapter 227 - 227 0228 Spending Money to Avoid Disaster

227: Chapter 0228: Spending Money to Avoid Disaster 227: Chapter 0228: Spending Money to Avoid Disaster Liu Ying was somewhat confused by what the fortune-teller had said.

To avoid ill-wishers, Liu Ying understood, but Zhang Wei was still ill and staying in the hospital.

To ask him to come home and not stay outside seemed impossible.

“Master, my son is still recuperating in the hospital.”

“That makes it even worse.

Hospitals are always places with heavy yin and bad luck.

It’s best for your son to recuperate at home,”

the master said.

While Liu Ying hesitated, she said, “Master, please leave me a contact number.

I’ll go home and discuss it with my husband.”

“Certainly.”

The fortune-teller wrote his mobile number on a piece of red paper and handed it to Liu Ying.

As Liu Ying was about to leave, the fortune-teller added, “Remember to spend money to ward off disasters, or your son will be in even more trouble.”

Liu Ying nodded and thanked the fortune-teller.

As she walked to the parking lot with Xiaofeng and got into the car, Liu Ying was still amazed at how accurate the fortune-teller had been.

However, inviting him to their home for a ritual, she didn’t know whether Zhang Dongliang would agree, so she needed to discuss this matter with Zhang Dongliang first.

Liu Ying drove Xiaofeng to the upscale club she wanted to visit.

Liu Ying wasn’t in the mood for entertainment and then headed in the direction of Jinling Hospital.

At the entrance of the upscale club, after seeing Liu Ying’s car disappear, Xiaofeng took out her phone and made a call.

“Master, it worked this time.

Remember, we split it half and half.”

“Definitely, try to persuade again for me.”

Liu Ying drove to the parking lot outside Jinling Hospital.

Getting out of the car, her mind was unsettled.

Although she had long suspected that her son had encountered something unclean, she had not expected the fortune-telling to confirm it.

Now, she hurried into Zhang Wei’s private hospital room.

Upon entering, she saw her husband idly playing on his phone.

When he saw Liu Ying return, he asked, “Are you done with the prayers?”

“Yes, I prayed with Xiaofeng at Jiming Temple.

They say it’s very efficacious.

As we were leaving, a fortune-teller there read Wei’s fortune, and it was incredibly accurate.”

“What did he predict?”

Zhang Dongliang asked curiously.

“He described Wei’s recent condition almost exactly as it is.

The master said Wei has encountered something unclean and needs a ritual to remove it.

Moreover, he has also come into contact with ill-wishers.”

Zhang Dongliang was quite surprised.

He hadn’t expected the fortune-teller to say such things.

While he didn’t really believe in ghosts and spirits, he found fortune-telling quite believable and didn’t think it was absurd.

“A ritual?

Where would it be done?”

“At our home.”

If a ritual was needed, Zhang Dongliang thought it could be arranged, although fireworks couldn’t be set off in the neighborhood.

Everything else should be no problem.

“So how do we avoid ill-wishers?”

“The master said to let Wei recuperate at home and not go anywhere else.

It’s best not to leave him in the hospital, as it’s a place with the heaviest yin and misfortune,”

Liu Ying explained.

Zhang Dongliang was somewhat in agreement about that; he always thought the hospital smelled bad.

However, Zhang Wei’s condition was still serious, and the attending doctor suggested he stay for recovery until he was fully healed before being discharged home.

Zhang Dongliang also feared that if they brought Zhang Wei home, and the doctor couldn’t examine him promptly, his condition would certainly worsen.

“Then tell the master to start the ritual first,”

Zhang Dongliang said.

Liu Ying hadn’t expected her husband to agree.

She took out her cellphone and dialed the phone number the fortune teller had left.

Soon, the fortune teller on the other end answered and asked, “Benefactor, what’s the matter?”

“Master, I am the woman benefactor who just consulted you for fortune-telling.

I came back and discussed it with my husband, and he said we could proceed with the ritual first.”

“Very well, I will prepare the props needed for the ritual now.

Be ready by midnight tonight for me to perform the ritual at your house.”

“Then I’ll let you know the address!”

Liu Ying said.

“No need, I can figure out where your home is.”

Liu Ying was even more surprised upon hearing this.

As Liu Ying was about to hang up the phone, the fortune teller added, “Remember, spending money can avert misfortunes, I will appear on time tonight.”

After they hung up, Liu Ying was puzzled because the fortuneteller had mentioned “spending money to avert misfortunes” several times already.

Liu Ying was getting ready to pay the fortune teller for the ritual, but now hearing that it involves spending money to avert misfortunes, she feared that just paying him wouldn’t be enough, she might have to give even more money.

“Dongliang, the master keeps mentioning spending money to avert misfortunes, how much money should we prepare?”

“Let’s prepare a red envelope of fifty thousand.”

Zhang Dongliang felt that this fifty thousand was also part of spending money to avert misfortunes.

Now that Liu Ying had finished the call, she looked at Zhang Wei resting on the hospital bed, feeling increasingly burdened.

What if her son didn’t get better even after the ritual?

Of course, the master also mentioned warding off petty individuals and had already suggested staying at home to avoid them; given the current situation, however, returning home was not an option.

As Liu Ying was still pondering this, her best friend Xiaofeng called again.

Not wanting to disturb her son’s rest, Liu Ying stepped out into the hallway and asked, “Xiaofeng, are you still at the salon?”

“I am giving a handsome guy a beauty treatment for his hair; I haven’t left yet.

How’s your son’s situation?”

Xiaofeng asked on the other end.

She seemed quite concerned now.

“I just talked with Dongliang, and he agreed to conduct the ritual at home first.

I’ve already called the master, and he said he will arrive at my house at exactly midnight to perform the ritual for Wei.

However, I am curious, I didn’t tell him the location, but he could find my house; can he really?”

After hearing this, Xiaofeng replied, “If he dared to say so, then it must be true.

If he can’t find your house, he’s just a big fraud and you can ignore him.”

“That’s true.

But, he mentioned spending money to avert misfortunes, and I wonder how much we should prepare in the red envelope?”

Liu Ying asked again.

“That, I’m not sure about.

It should depend on your sincerity.

If you believe it’s for Wei’s good, naturally, the more the better.

If you just want to do it as a token, then just give whatever in a red envelope.”

Xiaofeng reasoned after a moment of thought.

“Xiaofeng, I understand.

I’ll call you again tonight.”

“Don’t, I am most afraid and averse to these things.

Don’t inform me when you’re performing the ritual.

I want to get a good night’s sleep tonight.”

After hanging up with Xiaofeng, Liu Ying felt her best friend was quite supportive.

Moreover, as the other party had said, this act of spending money to avert misfortunes was meant to protect Zhang Wei from sickness and calamities, so naturally, the bigger the red envelope, the better.

Zhang Dongliang had just mentioned giving fifty thousand, but Liu Ying felt it was a little short.

Now, back in the hospital room and discussing the matter with Zhang Dongliang, he suggested, “Then let’s give ninety-nine thousand, not a penny less.

However, I’m now worried about conducting the ritual at home; it might disturb the neighbors next door, and the property management security might come to stop us.”

“Then you go back and talk to the property management and the neighbors next door first, they should agree.”