Chapter 9 Can a Psychiatrist See Bad Luck?

When the uncle asked, a trace of worry seemed to flash on his face.

"I'm Wen Ying, who are you? My grandmother and her old man are gone. ”

The uncle was slightly stunned when he heard this, and then sighed, "It's been said by your grandmother again." ”

After he finished speaking, Wen Ying knew that the uncle's surname was Zhang, and he opened a grocery store not far from him, which was very close to Grandma Wen's clinic, and was considered a neighbor.

After the uncle finished speaking, his eyes swept to the plaque, "Psychological counseling? ”

He seemed a little puzzled by the name, "Aren't you going to continue to open your grandmother's Chinese medicine shop?" ”

As he spoke, he looked into the clinic, which was empty, and all the Chinese medicine cabinets he had seen were gone.

When Wen Ying heard this, she knew for the first time that Grandma Wen was an old Chinese medicine doctor.

"I don't know Chinese medicine, and I happened to take the psychiatrist certificate some time ago, so I can only prescribe psychological counseling."

When the uncle heard this, his eyes were visibly frustrated and disappointed.

"You can help me get a peace charm first, I want your grandmother to draw it."

Wen Ying was a little surprised, Grandma Wen can draw talismans?

Of course, this kind of thing is not suitable for asking.

"My grandmother didn't leave a rune paper when she went, did Uncle Zhang, do you have any problems?"

Uncle Zhang's face was full of disappointment, and he seemed to have a little expectation, "That'...... Do you know how to draw symbols? ”

It seems that he wants to use a dead horse as a live horse doctor.

Wen Ying shook her head, "I'm a psychiatrist and can't draw talismans, but Uncle Zhang, if you have something, you can tell me, maybe I have a way?" ”

When Uncle Zhang heard this, he sighed loudly.

"It's useless, it's useless...... In the future, if you need help, go to my store and call me," Uncle Zhang said, and turned to leave.

"Uncle Zhang, you wait!"

Wen Ying looked at Uncle Zhang, and the dark clouds overhead, a large area of black pressure.

There's also a hint of red.

This is a sign of bad luck, and at the extreme, it can be life-threatening.

But looking at Uncle Zhang's face, he is not a bad person, but an honest and honest person.

How can you be unlucky?

"Hotaru-chan, are you okay?" Uncle Zhang didn't seem to be in the mood.

"Uncle Zhang, before you came over, were you almost hit by an egg thrown from a high altitude?"

"How do you know?"

"I also know that Uncle Zhang was chased by a wild dog this morning, and when he closed the store and went home last night, he met a drunkard and had a little conflict, and his back was injured."

Uncle Zhang looked at Wen Ying in shock, "You inherited the mantle of Grandma Wen?" ”

"Uncle Zhang, this is my psychological inference, I am a psychiatrist. These are all inferences I have deduced from your physiognomy and your words and deeds. If you believe me, pay me a thousand yuan, and I can help you solve this matter. ”

Uncle Zhang looked at Wen Ying with a strange expression, although he had no education and no knowledge, but he still knew what a psychiatrist was.

And the 1,000 yuan that Wen Ying asked for was also a bit expensive, and it was only 200 yuan when Grandma Wen sold him talisman paper.

In short, this kid looks unreliable, and he is probably blind.

But thinking that Grandma Wen had helped him, Uncle Zhang felt that he would give her this thousand!

But after that, he will never come again.

"Scan the code"

After Wen Ying received the money, she asked Uncle Zhang to sit on the chair.

"Uncle Zhang, you are currently riddled with bad luck, during this time you will encounter danger every day, although it is okay in the end, but this situation seems to be getting worse, you are worried about a certain next time, maybe you will not be able to survive, in fact, you have also doubted, but you feel that you are a good person in your life, it shouldn't be like this, right?"

Uncle Zhang's expression suddenly became excited, and he seemed to have found a life-saving straw, "Yes, yes, that's it!" I didn't expect your psychological counseling to be so powerful! So what should I do? ”