"What exactly is the price we need to pay, Dr. Tang?" asked Ma Chengye without hesitation.
"In the next five years, the Ma Family will have no single member born; 10 babies under 3-years-old will have a heart pattern on their glabella, and will share the good fortune of Ma Family, but only one of them will survive. Your Ma Family needs to collect magical tools with metal, wood, water, fire, and earth elements each in order to revitalize and accumulate the good fortune for 5 years, and lastly, one member of the family will have his or her lifespan reduced for 10 years to carry on the praying for the blessing," said Tang Xiu lightly.
"Hiss…"
Ma Jianpeng and Ma Chenyu, as well as the other four elders of Ma Family, gasped at the same time, looking at Tang Xiu with a shocked expression.
Wasn't this price… way too horrifying?
"It's not like you'll get no benefits at all if you choose this option," said Tang Xiu flatly. "The surviving child will at least bee the hope of Ma Family in the future. As long as there's no wicked Feng Shui expert to destroy the Feng Shui structure of your family, he can lead the Ma Family to go further, bee stronger, and be more prosperous."
Ma Jianfeng was silent for a long time before he said with a wry, bitter expression, "This has great influence to the family, so I need to discuss it with the senior members of the family, Divine Doctor Tang."
"He can only endure up to half a month." Tang Xiu pointed to the old man on the bed and plainly said, "If you haven't made a decision by then, then not only he will die, but your family will also be in decline until your generation passes on his authority. Also, I'm going back to Shanghai quickly and will leave Shanghai tomorrow to manage some important things for an unknown amount of time. So, please discuss it only until this afternoon."
Only until this afternoon?
All the members of Ma Family's expressions changed, and they quickly exchanged glances. Then, Ma Jianfeng solemnly said, "Could you diagnose my father too, Dr. Tang?"
Tang Xiu nodded and went to the bed. He took the old man's wrist and checked his pulse to diagnose his physical condition, which was no different from his own pre-judgment. As he left the room and came to the first floor, he said, "Give me a quiet room; I need to draw something."
"There's my father's study at the end of the corridor to the left," said Ma Jianfeng immediately.
Tang Xiu nodded and followed him to the study. As he walked in, he observed the antique study before his eyes landed on the writing brush, ink stick, ink stone, and paper on the desk. In this era, only a few people still had these so-called "scholar's four jewels
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