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After sending off the aunt, Lingchu came out of the cubicle and looked at the people waiting outside, "Is there anyone else who wants to have a fortune-telling?"

After the voice fell, everyone looked at each other in blank dismay.

Soon, a person stood up from the crowd.

That person was the man who was suspicious of Lingchu when he talked to his aunt before.

The man's name is Lynch.

He stood up and said, "I want to tell my fortune."

Lingchu looked at him, "Then come in and talk."

Auntie's movement was too loud just now, and everyone outside heard the ins and outs.

Nowadays, many people have expectations for Lingchu's ability.

Seeing that Lingchu brought another person in, the others stretched their necks and looked at the room expectantly.

Lingchu brought Lynch in, asked him to sit down, and asked directly, "Did you bring your birthday?"

Lin Qi heard the words, but sat still, "Can't fortune-telling be done without birth date?"

Lingchu chuckled, "Brother, did you come here on purpose to disrupt the situation?"

Lynch smiled, "Why, I must be here for fortune-telling."

How could Lingchu fail to see that Lynch didn't really believe in fortune-telling.

If you come here, you probably just want to verify whether the rumors on the Internet are true.

Lingchu didn't expose him, and said directly: "Is your life not happy recently?"

The smile on Lynch's face faded, "What do you mean?"

"Father died of illness, and even you yourself also got sick. Of course, life is not very happy." Lingchu smiled slightly.

Lynch's face sank, "What do you mean?"

Lingchu blinked, "Why, don't you even know that you are sick?"

Lynch frowned fiercely, staring at Lingchu closely, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Lingchu leaned back, leaned on the back of the chair, and clicked his tongue, "It seems that you really don't know, then you should go to the hospital for an examination. Early examination and early treatment may save your life."

Lynch's face twitched, and his face became fierce, "If you don't know fortune-telling, don't tell it. There's no need to target me like this and say such nasty things, right?"

Lingchu found it funny, "Do you think I'm joking with you, or targeting you?"

Lynch stared at her closely and didn't speak immediately.

Lingchu laughed again, "Your complexion is blue and dull, but the coating on your tongue and the fundus of your eyes are yellow. I suggest you check your liver, maybe you will be pleasantly surprised."

When Lin Qi heard this, his eyebrows twitched fiercely.

Because, he remembered one thing.

Just now Lingchu said two things, one was his illness and the other was his father's death.

Leaving aside the matter of his illness for now, Lingchu did say one thing for sure.

That is, his father did die.

Moreover, it is because of hereditary liver disease.

No one else knew about this except him and his parents.

I am afraid that it will not sound good if it is spread, and I am also afraid of being regarded as a different kind.

And he had never met Lingchu before, so it was too weird that Lingchu knew about it.

Just because of looking at his face?

Lynch couldn't help touching his face.

Thinking back, when he got up early and looked in the mirror, he also felt that his face was not very good-looking.

But he didn't think much of it.

Seeing his small movements, Lingchu knew that his heart was shaken, so he said directly: "Go to the hospital for a checkup."

Lynch pursed his lips, stared at Lingchu for a moment, then turned around and wanted to leave.

Lingchu suddenly stopped him, "Wait, you haven't paid for your fortune-telling yet."

Lynch couldn't help turning around, "Didn't you say, give it as you like, can't I give it if I don't want to?"