Chapter 435: You Are Being Watched

"Correct, otherwise how could Zhang Li know your location so precisely?" Chen Yu said.

"Is this bastard looking for death?" Bai Muyu was furious: "Does he dare to use any means?"

"You and your father are both under protection. If you hand this thing over, charging his father and son with espionage won't be a problem." As Chen Yu spoke, he snapped the tracking device in two and threw it on the ground.

"This bastard won't be arrogant for long." Bai Muyu said bitterly: "Years ago when my father's research was just starting, Zhang Wude blocked him many times. Now that my father has risen up, he doesn't dare provoke my father anymore."

"But that old man is no good. Let's take this opportunity to drive them away together."

"Not bad." Chen Yu looked at her and nodded approvingly.

"What kind of expression is that?" Bai Muyu's face flushed.

"I used to worry that since you came back from abroad, you wouldn't understand the situation in the country and might get bullied, but now I think I was overthinking it." Chen Yu smiled slightly: "You know how to protect yourself. Remember, when facing an enemy, you must never be soft-hearted."

"I know." Bai Muyu felt there was more to Chen Yu's words. She nodded slightly, pondering Chen Yu's words.

The next day, seeing patients at Xinglinju.

At noon, an old man arrived at Chen Yu's place alone. The old man was dressed meticulously and looked very refined.

He sat down in front of Chen Yu, extended his wrist, and said nothing.

Chen Yu caught a glimpse of a string of Dzi beads worn on his wrist; this string of Dzi beads had some age to it and was worth a fortune. Furthermore, the jade thumb ring worn on his finger was also no ordinary item. These two inconspicuous things alone were worth over a million.

Chen Yu couldn't help but be startled. What kind of old man would wander around with things worth over a million?

"Aren't you a Divine Doctor? I heard that you can see through a person's illness without taking their pulse, so I wanted to come and try today." The old man mistakenly thought Chen Yu was going to ask about his condition; he held his head high with a proud look.

"Old gentleman, you misunderstand. I already know your illness, but since you wear these two cultural relics on your hands, aren't you afraid of being targeted by bad people?" Chen Yu smiled.

"You can tell the origin of the things on my hands?" The old man was taken aback.

"This string of Dzi beads is called a Nine-Eyed Dzi Bead, a type of consecrated Dzi bead from the Tibetan Esoteric Sect. It can ensure safety and ward off illness and evil; it is worn by Tibetan people as a lucky charm." Chen Yu smiled: "And the history of this string of Dzi beads is at least three hundred years old."

"Not bad. Then what about this thumb ring?" The old man immediately became interested in Chen Yu.

"This thumb ring's jade quality is crystal clear and transparent, containing no impurities. Moreover, looking at its aura, it must be at least two hundred years old. If nothing goes wrong, it is an imperial item from the Qing Dynasty, worth at least six hundred thousand or more." Chen Yu smiled slightly.

"Haha, not bad, not bad. The young man has a very unique eye. I am Zhang Desheng." The old man said with a chuckle.

"So it is the famous antique appraiser, Zhang Lao, the president of the China Antique Association?" Chen Yu was also slightly startled. This old man had a great background.

He was proficient in all aspects of antique appraisal. Years ago, he led an archaeological team to find a ruin and unearthed precious antiques worth billions.

"Empty fame, all empty fame." Zhang Desheng shook his head: "No amount of empty fame is useful. Look, I'm not feeling well and have come to you." Zhang Desheng said with a bitter smile.

"Zhang Lao has been suffering from insomnia and vivid dreams recently. The specific symptoms are lying awake until three or four in the morning, and having all sorts of strange dreams as soon as you close your eyes." Chen Yu said: "And there is tinnitus, deafness, and soreness and weakness in the waist and knees."

"There are also symptoms of being unable to swallow food and feeling dizzy and lightheaded. You've taken Western and Chinese medicine, but none of it worked, right?" Chen Yu stated the old man's condition directly.

"That's right, worthy of being the Divine Doctor of Xinglinju, you saw my illness at a glance." Zhang Desheng slapped his thigh and smiled bitterly: "Little Chen, what exactly is this illness of mine? I've been almost tortured to death by it recently."

"This is actually not an illness." Chen Yu smiled slightly. He took out a pen and a box of Cinnabar, waved his hand, and a Spirit-Suppressing Talisman appeared on a piece of white paper.

"This, this is?" Zhang Desheng held this piece of paper from Chen Yu and was shocked for a moment: "Is this a Supreme Boundless Filth-Expelling Talisman?"

"Zhang Lao knows this thing?" Chen Yu was also startled. This old man was not simple. This was a Taoist Talisman; how did he know it?

"I saw it at a friend's place years ago. His ancestors had a Filth-Expelling Talisman bestowed by a Celestial Master of Mount Longhu, exactly the same as the one you drew." Zhang Desheng said in shock: "At the time, I just thought this thing was a Taoist item and belonged to a type of intangible cultural heritage, but what is its function?"

"The Taoist explanation is to suppress the house and expel filth, to calm the spirit with righteousness. Zhang Lao, you went to an ancient tomb to excavate things half a year ago, right?" Chen Yu asked.

"That's right, I did go to an ancient tomb to investigate. Could it be that I encountered something unclean?" Zhang Desheng was startled.

"Not exactly, it's just that the tomb chamber was dark and sunless, having not seen sunlight for hundreds of years, so it inevitably bred some Yin energy. Zhang Lao, you brought the Yin energy home." Chen Yu explained: "You just need to put this Talisman in your home and stick it on the head of your bed, and I guarantee you will sleep soundly."

"Is it that magical?" Zhang Desheng was half-believing.

"Of course, if you don't believe me, take it back. I guarantee you'll fall asleep as soon as you close your eyes during your nap." Chen Yu smiled: "If it doesn't work, you can come back and scold me."

"Good, haha, thank you, Little Chen. I'll go back and try it. If it's effective, I will come to thank you properly." Zhang Desheng said with a loud laugh.

In a flash, a day was spent at Xinglinju.

In the afternoon, when Chen Yu got up, Zhao Anran was just about to go pick up Yinyin.

"I'll go." Chen Yu said: "I haven't seen Yinyin for several days either."

"Okay, be careful on the road." Zhao Anran smiled slightly.

At the kindergarten, when Chen Yu arrived, the children were already being led out in lines by the teachers.

Parents from all walks of life were picking up their children in an orderly fashion, and the security guards maintaining order at the entrance had been replaced by people from the Jiying Security Company.

The order was very good, and the security guards here were all strong and powerful young men, unlike some kindergartens where two security guards had five teeth between them and couldn't handle it at all if there was a real emergency.

Suddenly, a sound of scolding and beating came from inside the garden, along with the crying of a female teacher.

Chen Yu was startled and quickly entered the garden.

He saw a bald man wearing a thick necklace pointing at the female teacher and shouting: "Who do you think you are? By what right do you lecture my son? My son is someone who pees standing up; what's wrong with bullying someone? If the sky falls, I'll hold it up for him."

That female teacher was a young girl, likely an intern. One side of her face had five finger marks imprinted on it.

She covered her face and said aggrievedly: "Mr. Wu, your son Mingming often bullies other children, and many times he spouts dirty words. He says his father taught him. I just wanted to remind you that at this age, it is the time for parents to set an image."

"So..."

"So what? So you're lecturing me? Who the hell do you think you are..." The bald man said, raising his palm again to strike.

At this moment, two security guards quickly stepped forward and stopped the bald man.

"Let go! You dare to interfere in my, Wu Laohu's, affairs? Do you want to die?" The bald man was furious.

"This gentleman, please calm down. Let's sit down and talk slowly about whatever the matter is." The security guards had quite high quality; they held the bald man so he couldn't even move.

"You won't let go, right? Fine, you have guts. You wait for me, I'll call people over in a moment to level your kindergarten." The bald man was furious.

"Let me handle this matter." Chen Yu walked up and said to the security guards.

"General Manager Chen?" The security guards were taken aback, then released the bald man.

"You bunch of scum have guts. Fine, since that's the case, I'll let you know who can be provoked and who cannot." Wu Laohu had a fierce look on his face.

"What's going on?" Chen Yu walked toward the female teacher. The name on her work badge was An Jing.

"General Manager Chen?" When An Jing saw it was Chen Yu, she was startled, then said with a bit of grievance: "The child of this Mr. Wu often bullies people at school, and he says his father taught him."

"I feel that a child is influenced by their parents, which is why they act this way, so I thought I would communicate with the parent, but I didn't expect Mr. Wu to actually hit someone."

"I have my own ways of teaching my own child; there's no need for you to stand on the sidelines pointing fingers. If you say one more word of nonsense, do you believe I'll slap you again?" Wu Laohu walked up arrogantly and cursed.

"Is this your child?" Chen Yu asked, pointing at a boy on the side holding a water gun.

The gun in this boy's hand was filled with water; while spouting foul language, he aimed the gun at the people around him, splashing water everywhere.