Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Yang Zimei observed the cause of the fire with the eyes of the sky.

It wasn't a circuit that caught fire, nor was it caused by lightning, but someone deliberately set the fire on fire, because at the moment the fire broke out, she seemed to see a black figure rushing out.

As for who it was, she couldn't see clearly.

Her celestial eyes could vaguely see some fragments. [

She hastily pinched her fingers to figure it out, and sure enough, it was a hexagram that someone set fire on purpose!

Min Yulin saw her, stood up with trembling legs, walked towards Yang Zimei with extreme fatigue, and said regretfully: "Little sister, it's all my fault that I didn't listen to your advice and pay attention to fire prevention in Feng Shui, today... ..."

"Grandpa Min, are the antiques in you destroyed?" Yang Zimei looked at Min Yulin's face that suddenly aged more than ten years, and asked with concern.

"More than half of it was destroyed."

After Min Yulin finished speaking, tears flowed down his face.

He took Yang Zimei to the room where the antiques were transferred.

I saw that most of the antiques that were well preserved by Min Yulin were more than half burnt, and even his most beloved Shang Dynasty tripod was completely black, which is really horrible.

Min Yulin watched, his heart was bleeding again.

"Little girl, I can recover to this level." Xuehu in his arms said to Yang Zimei.

"Really?" Yang Zimei was surprised.

"Well, I still have this kind of mana. You can push him away and say that you can help him recover." Xuehu said.

Yang Zimei said to Min Yulin: "Grandpa Min, I can help you restore the original state with magic, but you have to go outside to avoid it."

When Min Yulin heard this, he looked at her with suspicion, "Really?"

Yang Zimei nodded, "Just trust me."

"Xiaomei, what reward do you want?" Min Yulin, who was used to trading thinking, asked.

"Little girl, you want that clock." Xuehu pointed to the fist-sized bell next to it, which had been burnt black, and it was impossible to tell what age it was made of.

"Oh?"

Yang Zimei didn't understand why Xuehu wanted the clock for himself, but since it said so, there must be a reason.

Yang Zimei pointed at the clock and said to Min Yulin indifferently: "After the matter is completed, you can give me that clock as a reward."

"this?"

Min Yulin picked up the bell and said, "This thing is worthless, it was picked up by Xiao Gangzi from the antique market, not an antique."

"It's okay, I just like it." Yang Zimei said lightly.

Min Yulin thought that she didn't really want to get paid, but just pointed at something casually to avoid embarrassment.

Therefore, he looked at her gratefully and said, "Okay!"

"Then ask Grandpa Min to go out and close the door."

Min Yulin went out and closed the door.

However, he didn't quite believe it, how could it be possible to restore the charred things with some spells?It's not about catching gods and ghosts.

Xuehu jumped down from Yang Zimei's arms and transformed into a human form. With a wave of his long sleeves, the whole room was covered with a barrier. Even if there were piercing eyes outside, he couldn't see what was going on inside.

Seeing Xuehu's spotless white clothes and elegant ancient costume again, it really brightened my eyes.

Xuehu smiled at her, feeling that the whole slightly dark room became brighter, like thousands of peach blossoms in full bloom.

This monster!

Yang Zimei muttered in his heart.

Xuehu's fingers were imprinted, and a pale white light shot out from his fingers, sweeping towards those burnt antiques.

Sure enough, those antiques quickly returned to their original shape at a speed visible to the naked eye, even brighter than before.

so amazing!

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