Yang Zimei glanced at him and found that his brows were furrowed. She didn't need to open her eyes to know his general intention.
However, Yang He was her cousin, and he usually had a good relationship with her family. Before she understood Feng Shui, he was also very kind to her, and he often hugged her out to play.
Therefore, she was not disgusted with the purpose of his coming, but asked directly: "Uncle, has he encountered some troubles recently?"
After hearing this, Yang He touched the back of his head and smiled sarcastically, "I know I can'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, "Niuniu, uncle knows that you are very powerful. Please help uncle quickly. Xiaofei doesn't know if he has been hit by evil spirits, and your aunt and I, these
Life was very difficult, not to mention the business failure, and there was almost a bloody disaster. This may be related to the fact that we moved to a new house."
"Oh? I've checked the Feng Shui of your new house. There won't be any problems." At that time, Yang He bought a residential house in Shenzhen. Before moving in, he also invited Yang Zimei to check the Feng Shui and set up a Feng Shui bureau.
"The problem is that there are relatively few people living in my whole community. Many floors are occupied by people speculating on real estate. There are only a few families living in a building with more than 20 floors. It is called a ghost town by the outside world. I heard some people say
, if there are too many empty buildings in one building, it will attract ghosts..." Yang He Ai Ai said.
Yang Zimei pondered for a moment, "This is also possible. However, I have set up a feng shui bureau in your room, and ordinary Yin spirits will not enter. Did you move things tampering with things instead of following what I said at the beginning?"
"Absolutely not. Uncle knows your abilities, how dare you act arbitrarily?" Yang He said hurriedly.
"Then I'll go and have 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 is the best to uncle." Upon hearing that Yang Zimei was willing to help him, Yang He brows and said sweetly.
Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang. It was a call from home. When he answered it, he heard his wife's urgent and anxious voice, "Yang He, it's not good, Xiao Fei, he suddenly said
I fainted because I was frothing. I'm in the hospital now and the doctor can't find out the cause. Please come back quickly."
Yang He was shocked.
"What's going on?" Yang Zimei asked.
Yang He told the story once.
Because Yang He was her relative, she couldn't deduce anything, and Yang Fei was her cousin, so she couldn't ignore death, so she immediately followed Yang He in the car to Shenzhen.
Went to the hospital and entered the ward.
Yang Fei, who was only ten years old, was lying on the hospital bed, his face dark and full of evil spirits.
Because of the injection, he fell asleep, but his sleep was not very peaceful. His little brows were tightly knitted, and he was in pain, as if someone was holding a knife against him.
"What did the doctor say?" Yang He asked his wife Chen Guifang.
"After various examinations, nothing was found. The doctor said we should continue to observe." Chen Guifang said with tears.
"Niuniu, what do you think?" Yang He looked at Yang Zimei with worry. He finally gave birth to a son like Yang Fei, and he must not make any mistakes, so he pinned all his hopes on Yang Zimei.[
