Chapter 312: Cursed
Akbar laughed even more happily, coughed while laughing, and shrank into his chair.
Yun Mo was not interested in seeing him smile. This face was far worse than Lian Yi's, and even couldn't compare to Nie Gousheng's.
"Mr. Akbar, it's alright, I'm hanging up now."
"Wait a minute."
Akbar quickly stood up and turned on the screen in the living room, and the face of a middle-aged man came into view.
Akbar's voice became clear and serious. "Is your case because of him? Herr Perez, the Chief Justice of the Federal Central District?"
Yun Mo and Huo Chuan looked at each other.
This name was just passed on by Xiao Nan. They were just trying to find a way to capture him. It seemed that Akbar was quite powerful.
Yun Mo narrowed her eyes slightly: "Mr. Akbar's hands are so long!"
Akbar: "No, I just pay more attention to the people I'm interested in."
He continued earnestly, "Come and talk to me. I'll deal with him for you, plus five million star coins. Is this a good deal?"
Yunmo: ...
Five minutes later, the two of them got on the ultra-luxurious extended version of the LK hover car.
Inside the car, Huo Chuan looked at Yun Mo and whispered, "He must be sick!"
"hold head high……"
Yun Mo looked at the scenery nonchalantly and said casually, "You're really sick!"
"ah?"
Now it was Huo Chuan's turn to be stunned. He just complained casually, but who would have thought that Yun Mo would respond with such a sentence.
The driver in front had his brows tightly furrowed. If the gentleman hadn't repeatedly emphasized the need for politeness, he would have definitely beaten these two bastards to death for daring to curse the Kosa family.
The atmosphere in the car was a bit depressing. After a long time, they finally stopped at a huge manor. Akbar received them in a room that was as warm as a steamer.
The man in black pushed open the door and said, "Mr. Akbar, the guests have arrived."
"Well, let's start the dinner."
Yunmo closed the door and stood there, looking at Akbar briefly.
They had met briefly before, but hadn't looked at each other closely. Now Abak seemed to look worse than before. His face was pale, his brown hair was curly, and his green stubble extended from his chin to his ears. His eyes were deep and revealed an indescribable nobility.
"Fuck, why is this room so hot?" Huo Chuan fanned the room with his hands and looked around the room at the temperature control equipment.
Akbar sat down and pointed, "Ms. Yun, please take a seat."
Yun Mo casually sat down on the chair and went straight to the point: "You are afraid of the cold and weak, and you carry bad luck."
Akbar did not deny it. He played with a string of beads and said calmly, "There are a few days like this every year. It will pass."
"Oh, then why are you looking for me?" Yun Mo turned around and looked at the decoration of the living room. It was indeed luxurious, but what was missing was the 24k titanium alloy dog eyes.
Akbar closed his eyes in deep thought. "I just came back from Blue Star. I had a pleasant conversation with a man named Yunfeng."
"Haha, really?" Yun Mo's eyes darkened. "Do you mind telling me how to have fun?"
Akbar flicked the ash from his cigarette, his brows revealing the dignity of a superior: "I, Kosa, will open a ship from Sirius to Blue Star and provide a small amount of equipment assistance..."
Yun Mo smiled and asked, "I guess Mr. Akbar makes a lot of money, right?"
[Voiceover: The money earned on Blue Star must be returned eventually.]
"I didn't know Yunfeng was Miss Yun's brother before. Don't worry, I will provide him with the best conditions for cooperation."
[Voiceover: I can also make his situation more dangerous]
Yun Mo lowered his head and chuckled: "No reward without merit, what are the conditions?"
Akbar looked up at Yunmo. As expected, everyone has weaknesses. "I heard that you cured General Nie's leg?"
Yun Mo looked stunned: "Where did you hear that?"
Akbar continued, "Miss Yun, since I've invited you here, there's no point in playing dumb. I believe in your medical expertise and would like you to examine my condition. You can name your price."
Yun Mo: "Including asking you to send Blue Star a set of the latest mecha design data?"
Akbar covered his face and laughed silently for a long time: "Miss Yun, if I had it, I would definitely give it to you..."
The implication is clear: he is powerless and please do not propose such unachievable conditions.
Yun Mo teased with interest, "With your abilities, you've seen the top doctors in the entire Galactic Empire, right? If they can't do it, how can you think I can help you?"
Akaba tilted his head. "You had a WB account called @CallMyDad, right? I really liked the lucky charm on it."
Yun Mo said nonchalantly, "It's a shame, but it's already been banned."
"It's not a pity. I think you are more valuable than that vest." Akbar said with certainty.
"Haha," Yun Mo nodded and smiled, "I like to eat sour food recently. Mr. wants to treat me to sweet food, but maybe I don't like it very much and have no appetite."
"It's good that it's not bitter!"
Huo Chuan was confused by the conversation between the two, but the smell of gunpowder in the air became more and more pervasive.
"Haha," Yun Mo nodded and smiled, "I guess Mr. Akbar knows something about the cause of his illness."
“I didn’t know it before, but I confirmed it recently.”
Yunmo sat down on the chair next to Akbar and raised her slender fingers. "Do you mind if I take a look first?"
Akbar finally relaxed his demeanor and revealed his wrist.
Yun Mo placed two fingers lightly on his wrist, then took them back after a long time, without saying a word for a long time.
"How is it?" Akbar was a little nervous, and his voice was mixed with expectations that he couldn't even explain.
"Your illness is not difficult to cure, but the curse on you..."
"You really know it!" Before Yun Mo finished speaking, Akbar lost all his defenses. It turned out that the richer people are, the more afraid they are of death.
Then Akbar stood up with his hands on the back of the chair in an excited manner.
Yun Mo then noticed that his hands were shaking, and he must be very weak.
"The pulse is noticeably slow, and you have dark circles under your eyes and dark lips, indicating yang deficiency. You've been losing hair recently, and you're always thirsty and afraid of cold. Your symptoms get worse every time you're cold, and you often feel depressed. Your yin tang is bright, but your yin shou is dark, indicating illness in your lower abdomen."
Every word Yunmo said seemed to hit Akbar's heart.
Although these symptoms can be detected by instruments, she knew so much just by taking the pulse with two fingers in less than five minutes?
Akbar's suppressed breathing gradually became heavier and his eyes became brighter.
"Can it be cured?"
Yun Mo wiped her hands and said, "I just said that the disease can be cured, but there is something else in you."
"Tell me about it," Akbar tensed up rarely.
"Well... your symptoms are probably hereditary, right? You can go back and check. It's probably been passed down for many generations. In the words of our metaphysics, it's called a curse."
Yun Mo said as she spread the coins on the table.
"I can't say for sure what happened to your family, but judging by the consequences, it seems your family has been cursed for several generations, and all of them have been fulfilled on men, right?"
Akbar: ...I don't want to admit it but I have to.
"The males in your family for the past three generations have all been handicapped, right? Perhaps they stutter, have leg problems, or are infertile...right?"
Huo Chuan, who was listening nearby, looked up in surprise. Interstellar reproduction goes through layers of genetic screening, so how could such a phenomenon occur?
(End of this chapter)
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