Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"Who believes your nonsense?"

The village chief yelled, just about to raise his hand to tell everyone to drive Yang Zimei away.

Who knows, his hands seem to be frozen, he can't move, he wants to move his feet, but he can't move, Fang was shocked, "You... What sorcery did you cast on me?"

With a movement of her fingers, Yang Zimei took back the evil spirit, "I didn't do any magic tricks, I just want to tell you that I am a master." [

The village head was able to move his hands and feet, and he shouted angrily, "Everyone, drive these two girls out immediately, you have a monster look!"

Several young men rushed forward, but they didn't make any moves.

Whether it is Yang Zimei or Zhenzi, the beauty and refinement of the two of them will make people feel pity and pity, let alone violence.

What's more, not only did the two of them look devoid of evil spirits, but they were dignified and elegant like Bodhisattvas.

"I'm Yang Zimei, a physicist in city A. I'm not a monster. This aunt invited me here. If you want to forcefully be rude to me, then I will be rude to you."

Yang Zimei said.

City A's phase master Yang Zimei?

Lijia Village is not far from the city, and many people usually go to and from City A to do business and so on. Naturally, some people have heard of Yang Zimei's name.

The village chief also heard about it.

After Yang Zimei's guidance, his eldest son's business path was full of twists and turns, but just changed the feng shui pattern of the office, and it started to go smoothly.

He also plans to go to her personally and ask her to pray for his third son's prosperity, so that he can be admitted to a key university smoothly.

Could it be that this girl is that physiognomy teacher?

He hastily stopped everyone, called his eldest son, and asked him to describe the appearance of the photographer.

When he heard his son say that the girl's physiognomy had a cinnabar mark on her forehead, and she was as delicate and beautiful as a Bodhisattva descending to earth, she immediately concluded that Yang Zimei in front of her should really be that girl's physiognomy.

After positioning Yang Zimei's role, the village chief's attitude immediately turned 180 degrees, hurriedly walked up to Yang Zimei with a face of respect, bent down and said with a flattering smile: "So it is really Master Yang, how rude I was just now!" , please don’t take offense.”

Yang Zimei smiled faintly, "Those who don't know are not guilty."

"Thank you, master, there are a lot of adults." The village chief looked at the third son beside him, "Li Sen, hurry up and move a chair for the master to sit on."

Li Sen, a junior in high school, has been taught Marxist materialism for several years, and he dismisses feudal superstitions such as ghosts and gods.

However, seeing that Yang Zimei and Zhenzi were the kind of beauties he liked, he happily ran into the ancestral hall and brought out two chairs. [

"I won't sit down for now, I want to see if Li Xiaoming is possessed by a monster."

Yang Zimei saw that Li Xiaoming, who was tied to the pillar, was almost dehydrated and collapsed because he did not eat or drink for two days. It was important to save people, otherwise, Aunt Li would die in a hurry.

In this world, no one understands the pain and despair of losing a loved one better than her.

Aunt Li has just such a son, which is equal to the whole of her life.

"Master, this Li Xiaoming must be possessed by an evil spirit. A boy, who is good-looking, can actually get pregnant. I heard that this boy will harm the residents of one side at least, and bring disaster to the country and the people at worst. We don't want to burn him to death either. But if we don’t burn it, we will be the ones who suffer, look, this ancestral hall has been beaten by the gods.” The village chief pointed helplessly at the cracked beam of the ancestral hall.

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