Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Seeing his indifference, Yang Zimei's heart was slightly relieved.

Fate is something that is often provoked by oneself, and one cannot blame others.

She just fulfilled her duty as a photographer, and Huo Wenhua was the one who really chose.

What's more, the god of death also said just now that Huo Wenhua's time limit has come, and it has nothing to do with her, it's his fortune-telling change.

However, she couldn't figure it out.

How can a person who can live to be more than 80 years old report to the god of death 30 years in advance?

Huo Wenhua carefully held the piece of jade attached to by his younger brother, watching his younger brother's soul continue to repent.

Although Huo Wendong didn't remember the past at all, he was moved by his sincere and sincere emotions, and was warmed by the fact that he had such a brother who still missed him.

"Brother, although I don't remember you, and I don't remember what you did to me. But, these are all in the past, I won't resent you, and you don't need to keep it in my heart. After so many years, I have been wandering here alone and helpless, being bullied by those lonely ghosts. I don’t have any relatives and friends to worship me, which makes me even more lonely and helpless. I thought that I was such a miserable person, As a result, I still have a brother who misses me so much, and even came to see me at the expense of his life. I am very satisfied, really satisfied. After I find the body, I should be able to go to reincarnation with peace of mind. It won't be so miserable."

Huo Wendong comforted Huo Wenhua.

Hearing this, Huo Wenhua felt even more guilty.

He believes that everything is his fault, that he caused his brother to be like this.

Looking at the two brothers, Yang Zimei's fingers did not stop, and continued to count.

This time, she calculated together with Huo Wendong's birthday horoscope.

The result came out, and Li Daitao's hexagram was actually calculated!

Li Daitao is stiff?

What do you mean?

Yang Zimei still can't understand the hexagram for the time being.

And when she counted Huo Wendong's hexagram alone, it turned out to be the hexagram of a dead tree in spring.

Is it?

A bold speculation flashed through her mind, but she felt ridiculous for her own speculation.

Logically speaking, this is impossible.

"Master Yang, let's continue on our way. Didn't you mean to push it to where my brother's body is?"

Huo Wenhua saw that she was in a trance, so he reminded her aloud.

"Ah."

Yang Zimei nodded.

"Return this to you. The yang energy of this dzi bead is too strong, which makes my brother's soul a little uncomfortable."

Huo Wenhua returned the dzi bead to her.

"Mr. Huo, why don't I try to help you gather the yang first, the yin qi lingers for too long, and the damage to the body is too great. Moreover, the road not far ahead was once a mass grave, and you will see many lonely Ghostly."

Yang Zimei couldn't bear to ask.

"No, thank you, Master Yang. I want to continue to be like this. I want to spend more time with Wendong and chat with him more."

Huo Wenhua firmly refused.

"Mr. Huo, if you are like this, it is easy for some ghosts to get on your body."

Yang Zimei said helplessly.

"With you here, what else am I afraid of?"

Huo Wenhua smiled and said, "I believe you won't let any ghosts on me."

Yang Zimei was dumbfounded.

Naturally, she is responsible for protecting him from other lonely ghosts, but if this continues, he really can't do it.

In two days, the time will really come.

"Mr. Huo, I can prevent ghosts from approaching you, but if this continues, your body will not be able to bear it, and you may die."

Yang Zimei couldn't help but said.

"If I really want to die, that's my retribution, and I won't blame you."

Huo Wenhua smiled.

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