Volume 1, Chapter 476: The little fortune teller!

Li Wanyin was very emotional. Yang Huirong supported her and said, "Mrs. Gu, don't be excited. This is a hospital. The doctors will do their best to treat you. Don't be excited."

There was a lot of noise around her, but Jiang Qiansui seemed to hear nothing.

Jiang Qiansui's heart sank to the bottom, and her hands and feet became colder and colder.

She looked at little Jiang Bao lying on the hospital bed and felt heartbroken.

As long as little Jiang Bao wakes up, she is willing to do anything.

Jiang Qiansui felt like she couldn't bear it any longer, when suddenly someone held her hand.

She looked up and met Gu Xunjing's slightly red eyes and his usual warm smile.

"Don't be afraid, I will stay with you. Xiao Jiangbao, she also wants to stay with you, she will definitely wake up."

For the first time, Jiang Qiansui took the initiative to hug Gu Xunjing.

She was afraid that little Jiang Bao would not wake up, and she really could not hold on any longer.

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hospital

Zhan Yanxun was walking in the hospital corridor when he suddenly heard some nurses talking.

"There's a very cute little prodigy at the entrance of the hospital. He's set up a stall to tell fortunes. I heard he's pretty accurate. Let's go get him to tell our fortunes."

"Is this true? What little prodigy? He can even tell fortunes. Are they scamming people nowadays, even using children?"

"It's not a scam. Little Liu from the pharmacy went to get his fortune told, and the little prodigy predicted that her father had been ill for many years, so he asked someone to move the old bed in their old house. He said that it was because of a beam pressing on the top of the head, causing the long-term illness.

They also gave Xiao Liu a talisman to paste on their old house. Xiao Liu went back and pasted the talisman on the old house. She heard that after the bed was moved, her father could sit up.

"It's so weird. Xiao Liu's father has been ill for several years and has never gotten better. Just by doing this, he can sit up?"

"Yes, let's go quickly, otherwise we have to queue."

The nurse ran away in a hurry. Zhan Yanxun also wanted to leave but suddenly stopped, as if thinking about something.

Outside the hospital.

A five-year-old boy wearing a Taoist robe rang a bell and said, "I am the last disciple of the founder of the Cangxuan Sect. It doesn't work. If it doesn't work, I don't want any money."

Passerby: "It doesn't work? He himself said it doesn't work, isn't he a little charlatan?"

"He's just a little charlatan, just treat it as a joke for the child."

At this time, a middle-aged woman came forward and said, "Young Master, please help me to read my face."

The woman stretched out her hand. The little boy looked at the lines on her palm and said, "Auntie, what do you want to ask?"

The woman said, "I want to ask about the health of my family members."

The little boy said calmly, "According to your palm lines, you are destined to have a son and a daughter."

The onlookers asked, "Is the young master right?"

The woman nodded and said, "Yes, I do have a son and a daughter."

“Is it so accurate?”

"How can this be accurate? Maybe I just guessed it. Nowadays, many people have one son and one daughter. Besides, this sounds auspicious, doesn't it?"

Woman: "How is their health?"

The little boy picked up the turtle shell and shook it, and three ancient coins fell out of it.

The little boy looked at her and said, "The boy's legs are not convenient, and the girl, although she has no serious illness or disaster, she often catches colds and coughs, and suffers from minor illnesses and disasters."

The woman was surprised when she heard this. She had been taking care of her two children over the years and had been seeking medical treatment, but her condition had not improved after visiting many hospitals.

She was helpless and turned to gods and gods for help, but she had never seen anyone who could accurately describe her family's situation like this little boy.

Even those who claim to be masters of metaphysics are not as capable as him.

Maybe God really had pity on her and sent someone to help her, so she quickly knelt down.

"Little fairy, you are really smart. What you said is right. Is there any way to solve this problem? You must save my children."

At this time, people around were talking.

"If it weren't for the child, this fortune teller would have suspected that this woman was a hired help."

"He knelt down excitedly. Are you acting?"

"I don't think it's necessarily a delay. It's possible that the child is confused. People come to the hospital to see a doctor. This woman looks healthy. It must be her husband or child who is sick. Children are often sick, so the probability is still very high."

"They predicted that the brother was disabled and the sister was weak, but that was not accurate. Why are you so harsh? This child's predictions are quite accurate and interesting."

The woman didn't care about other people's strange looks, after all, she was the only one who knew the suffering of these people.

She begged, "Master, what should I do about my son and daughter's illness? Is there any way to cure it?"

The little boy counted on his fingers and said, "There are sharp corners in your house, which are harmful to the health of your children. My brother blocked the evil spirit for my sister, so her legs and feet are disabled. Although my brother blocked most of the evil spirit for my sister, my sister was still hurt by it, so she keeps suffering from minor illnesses and disasters."

The woman was even more frightened when she heard this. How could there be a sharp-cornered evil spirit in her house? What is a sharp-cornered evil spirit? But the more important thing now is how to save her two children.

"Little fairy, please help me, how can I save my son and daughter?"

The little boy said, "Don't worry. Take this bronze mirror home and hang it up. I will write you another spell and you can put it on the door. Within three days, your son's legs will be healed and your daughter will be healthy again."

"Thank you so much, little fairy. How much is this?"

"No need to give money. If it really works, remember to do more good deeds."

"If the fairy works, I will come back to thank you."

Is it really that mysterious? Everyone looked at each other in bewilderment.

At this time, Zhan Yanxun walked forward and looked at the little boy. Although the little boy was young, his eyes were clear and firm.

He was clearly talking about supernatural things, but he was still so calm. Whose child is this?

The little boy also noticed Zhan Yanxun. He raised his eyebrows and said, "Uncle, I'm here to have my fortune told as well. I'll come over and sit down."

Zhan Yanxun said with a cold look in his eyes: "Fortune telling? I don't believe in this kind of thing."

"Uncle is a wealthy man, so naturally he doesn't believe these things. But at the moment, Uncle has a cloud of worry on his face, which means there is something inexplicable."

Zhan Yanxun sneered and said, "Little charlatan, you want to say that my forehead is black and there will be a bloody disaster. Do you say this to everyone?"

The little boy said, "I am not a little charlatan, I am called Bu Ling. You can call me Bu Ling handsome boy, or you can call me Bu Ling master, but you can't call me a little charlatan. After all, if you offend me, who will help you save your daughter?"

Zhan Yanxun was stunned for a moment. How did this kid know?

"You are wrong, you little charlatan. Everyone in Country A knows that I, Zhan Yanxun, have no daughter."

"What everyone knows may not be true. You know in your heart whether you have a daughter or not. Why deny it just for the sake of denying it?"

Although the little boy looks only five or six years old, he is very calm and composed.