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Yang Zimei glanced at him, and found that his brows were frowning, and he didn't need to open his eyes to know the general purpose of his visit.
However, Yang He is her cousin, and he usually has a good relationship with her family. Before she knew Feng Shui, he was also very kind to her, and often carried her out to play.
Therefore, she was not disgusted with his purpose of coming, but asked directly: "Did uncle encounter some troubles recently?"
After hearing this, Yang He patted the back of his head, and smiled embarrassingly, "I knew I couldn't hide anything from you, Niuniu."
"It's okay, uncle, please tell me something." Yang Zimei asked him to sit down.
The smile on Yang He's face disappeared, replaced by a look of sadness, "Niu Niu, uncle knows you are very powerful, please help uncle quickly, Xiaofei doesn't know if he has been hit by evil, and me and your aunt, these things The days were not going well, not to mention the business was ruined, and there was almost a bloody disaster. These may be related to our moving to a new house."
"Oh? I've seen the Fengshui of your new house, and there won't be any problems." At that time, Yang He bought a community house in Shenzhen. Before moving in, he also invited Yang Zimei to have a look at Fengshui, and set up a Fengshui bureau.
"The problem is that there are relatively few people living in my entire community. Many floors are hoarded by real estate speculators. A building with more than 20 floors has only a few families living in it. It is called an empty city by the outside world. I heard some people say , if there are too many empty buildings in a building, it will attract ghosts..." Yang Heaiai said.
Yang Zimei pondered for a while, "This is also possible. However, I have set up a Fengshui bureau in your room, and ordinary ghosts will not enter. Is it because you didn't follow what I said at the beginning and moved things around?"
"Absolutely not. Uncle knows your ability, how dare you mess around?" Yang He said hastily.
"Then I'll take a look with you tomorrow. Anyway, tomorrow is Saturday, and I don't have to go to school." Yang Zimei said.
"Thank you, Niuniu, I know that Niuniu treats uncle the best." Yang Hexi frowned when he heard that Yang Zimei was willing to help him.
Before he finished speaking, his mobile phone rang. It was a call from home. After he connected it, his wife's urgent and anxious voice came from the other side, "Yang He, it's not good. Xiao Fei suddenly said Foaming and fainted, now in the hospital, the doctor can't find out the reason, please come back quickly."
Yang He turned pale with shock.
"What's the matter?" Yang Zimei asked.
Yang He told the story once.
Because Yang He is her relative, she can't figure out anything, and Yang Fei is her cousin, so she can't do nothing, so she immediately followed Yang He to Shenzhen.
Came to the hospital and entered the ward.
Yang Fei, who was only ten years old, was lying on the hospital bed, his face was dark and full of evil spirits.
Because of the injection, he also fell asleep, but the sleep was not so peaceful, his little brows were tightly knit, and it was very painful, as if someone was holding a knife against him.
"What did the doctor say?" Yang He asked his wife Chen Guifang.
"I've done various tests, but nothing can be found. The doctor said to continue to observe." Chen Guifang said with tears.
"Niuniu, what do you think?" Yang He looked at Yang Zimei worriedly. He finally gave birth to a son like Yang Fei, so he must not make any mistakes, so he pinned all his hopes on Yang Zimei.
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