Chapter 26 The fortune teller asked me to buy it
Yan Ming said this because he had encountered strange things before.
When he was three years old, he suddenly fell into a coma. His grandmother asked a fairy from the village to see him. The fairy said that he had lost his soul due to the fright, and then she used some unknown method to bring his soul back.
Huo Shuting is now inexplicably unconscious.
Yan Ming wondered if it was the same as the time when he was a child, where he was frightened and lost his soul.
That's why no disease could be diagnosed and he remained in a coma.
Yan Ming didn't dare to mention these things before because he knew that his boss didn't believe in ghosts and gods, and he was afraid that mentioning them would make his boss unhappy.
So he had tried it out a bit just now, and only after realizing that Huo Chen did not show any rejection or displeasure did he dare to suggest that Jiang Ruan Ning come and take a look at Huo Shuting.
"You can go out now. I'll notify you if there's anything." Huo Chen neither agreed nor refused. He looked at the girl lying motionless on the hospital bed with weak breathing. His cold and deep eyes were still calm.
It's hard to tell what he is thinking at this moment.
Yan Ming didn't dare to say anything else. He just replied yes and turned to leave the ward.
Just as I walked to the door, I heard Huo Chen's cold voice: "Send the contact information of that Miss Jiang to my WeChat."
Yan Ming was stunned for a moment, then immediately understood what he meant and replied, "Yes."
It seems that Mr. Huo accepted his proposal.
That's right. Miss Shu Ting has been in a coma for half a month. She has lost a lot of weight during this period and is getting worse day by day. If she continues to be in a coma, her life will be in danger.
At this time, even if Mr. Huo still did not believe in ghosts and gods, he had no choice but to try everything for the sake of his only sister's survival.
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Zhao Sheng returned to the stall after buying the lottery ticket.
The pancake vendor next to him saw him holding a lottery ticket and joked, "Xiao Zhao, you still believe in this stuff. What's the matter? Are you inspired by Putian and want to get rich overnight by winning the lottery?"
The Putian guy mentioned by the pancake owner is the street vendor who won five million in lottery tickets that Zhao Sheng saw on the Maozhua APP.
Before Zhao Sheng could reply, the pancake owner continued to preach: "Those are the shills arranged by the lottery center to stimulate those of you who want to get rich overnight to buy their lottery tickets. Do you really believe it?"
"Only fools would believe this. How could such a good thing really happen? Don't be fooled by them!"
Zhao Sheng also smiled. He was not angry at what he said, but replied in a good-tempered manner: "I just bought one. It's not worth much. You can't cheat me."
"That's a waste of money." The pancake owner snorted disapprovingly, "You're just spending money to buy a piece of waste paper!"
No matter how good-tempered Zhao Sheng was, he got a little angry after being criticized again and again.
He couldn't help but retort: "I'm sure I'll win this lottery ticket. The fortune teller told me to buy it."
"Fortune teller?" The pancake owner laughed as if he had heard a very funny joke. "You believe in a fortune teller scammer? What else can those fortune tellers do besides making up a bunch of lies to cheat people out of money? You didn't ask Blind Wang to tell you a fortune, did you? Don't you know that someone came to overturn his stall yesterday and beat him up? He's still in the hospital now!"
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