After hanging up the connection with Zhiyuan, Sang Luo glanced at the time at the bottom of the screen, it was already four o'clock in the afternoon.

She pressed the Jingming acupoint with two fingers, doing the calculations, she was really tired.

After a short rest, she sent out another lucky bag.

The people who got the lucky bag this time were very quick, and as soon as the result came out, they immediately applied for a video connection without saying a word of nonsense.

After the video was connected, a middle-aged man with an unshaven beard appeared on the screen, his eyes were red from crying and swollen like Taoer.

If he hadn't suffered great setbacks and blows, he wouldn't have let a middle-aged man in his 40s cry bitterly while looking for fortune-telling on the Internet.

【Hey!The eyes are so swollen that I can’t see the eyeballs]

【He seems to be in the hospital】

【Why does this man look familiar to me? 】

"Master, can you help me calculate my life span?" Before Sang Luo could ask, the man immediately expressed his needs.

After speaking, he immediately sent ten goddesses to come to Sang Luo, for fear that Sang Luo would refuse.

【Crying so badly, maybe you have cancer】

【He is in the hospital, probably suffering from cancer】

[Hey, let the host do the math for him!At first glance, this predestined person is desperate, so he can only pin his hopes on metaphysics. 】

Sang Luo shook his head, "No, the number one taboo in divination is to count people's lives."

Fortune-telling can't tell people's lifespan, this is the most basic principle, only those charlatans and magic sticks who use the banner of fortune-telling to cheat money will pretend to tell people's lifespan, and then take the opportunity to sell magic tools to cheat money.

Seeing that Sang Luo refused, the man immediately added: "It's not for me, it's for my dead father."

【What?Did I hear you right? 】

[Calculating the lifespan of the dead? 】

[What's the difference between taking off your pants and farting? 】

【Your father has passed away, don't you know his life expectancy? 】

The man wiped away his tears, "But I think my father's death is strange. I always feel that his life is not over. His death is man-made, not natural."

When Sang Luo heard this, she couldn't help frowning, "How do you say that?"

【I remember now!His name is Gao Yi, and some time ago he was on the hot news of the doctor's family! 】

【oh!Yeah!I also remembered that his father failed the operation, he insisted that the doctor did it on purpose, and then beat the doctor to a bone]

【As a medical student, I am most afraid of this kind of medical trouble. Sometimes doctors really try their best, and surgery is inherently risky】

【Anchor, don't tell fortunes to this kind of people! 】

[Don't count on him! 】

Gao Yi was also very excited when he saw that the netizens in the live broadcast room were so disgusted with him, "My father was killed by the hospital! You keyboard warriors haven't experienced it yourself, what do you know?"

[What about the evidence? 】

[Yes, what evidence do you have that the hospital deliberately killed your father? 】

[I said you are almost done, the hospital has already given you 20 in compensation, what else do you want? 】

[Originally, your father’s operation was risky, and the hospital told him at the beginning, there is no need to compensate at all, you are not satisfied after paying you money, you are too greedy! 】

"Evidence." When it came to evidence, Gao Yi's voice suddenly weakened. He had no evidence, so he placed his hope in metaphysics.

His father died in the operating room, how did he know what happened there?

His only evidence is that his father gave him dreams every night, saying that he died unjustly.

But what kind of evidence could this serve as?When he told the Security Bureau about his father's entrusted dream as evidence, the Security Bureau kicked him out like a fool.

He also really didn't know what to do.

[I can't say it! 】

[I think you just have less compensation!How much more do you want? 100? 】

[Besides, the hospital has no reason to intentionally kill his father!Not only did he make a fuss, but he even lost money]

【I heard that some very powerful people will buy organs from the hospital. Could it be that the hospital took his father's organs and gave them to those rich people? 】

Sang Luo couldn't help but smile when he saw the netizen's speculation in the live broadcast room, "No, even if the hospital sells organs, it will look for young adults and children, and it will definitely not look for a 70-year-old man who is already sick. .”

[Upstairs, your imagination is really rich, don't read those rumors on the Internet in the future]

[So he is just looking for trouble? 】

[The anchor, hang up now!You’ve been broadcasting for so long today, you should take a break]

Gao Yi saw the netizen in the live broadcast room let Sang Luo rest, and immediately became a little excited, "Master, I'm really not greedy for money! If you are willing to help me, I will donate all the compensation from the hospital to the orphanage! "

"I really just want to find out the real cause of my father's death. He had dreamed of me every night, saying that he died unjustly! As a son of man, I must not let my father die in vain."

【I think he seems very sincere】

【He is acting】

【Excellent acting skills】

[Anchor, if you help this kind of person, I will cancel it]

【+1】

When Sang Luo saw the netizens in the live broadcast room uttering such slightly threatening words, his eyelids twitched, and a disdainful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Then he looked at Gao Yi, "Gao Yi, show me your father's horoscope, and I will check your father's lifespan for you."

【? ? ? 】

【Remove! 】

【Ha ha!The anchor is so handsome! 】

[If you cancel the pass, you will cancel it, as if your attention is very valuable]

【Don't take yourself too seriously】

Seeing that Sang Luo agreed, Gao Yi's originally gray eyes immediately became clear and bright, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "Hey! I'll send it to you right away."

Sang Luo clicked on the backstage of Whale, looked at the private message sent by Gao Yi, a layer of doubt gradually shrouded his face, "Your father's life is indeed not over."

Gao Yi jumped up when he heard Sang Luo's words, "Really? Master."

Sang Luo nodded, "Your father is the fate of Gui, and the order of the moon is Mao. He is about to live forever, and his body is extremely prosperous. When the God of Cookery is revealed, and when the God of Cookery is born, the God of Cookery is prosperous. This decade has been eating again. Hurt the Universiade, and was not printed."

"And God of Cookery is the longevity star, so prosperous, his life should not die, he can live for at least 15 years. Judging from his original fate, it is absolutely impossible for him to die of illness. Only by committing suicide can he be broken His long life was ruined."

【what? ? ? 】

[His father committed suicide in the operating room?Don’t lie to me, I don’t read much as the anchor]

Gao Yi also seemed very excited, "My father can't commit suicide! If he committed suicide, why would he dream that he died wrongly?"

Sang Luo smiled, "Don't get excited, I haven't finished talking yet."

Gao Yi regained his composure after hearing this.

"Besides committing suicide, there is another possibility that can change the life expectancy."

"What is possible?"

"Gods, ghosts, ghosts and ghosts, such supernatural creatures can also change a person's lifespan." Sang Luo said while thinking.

A hint of puzzlement gradually appeared on Gao Yi's face, "So... my father was hit by an evil spirit and was taken away by an evil thing?"

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