Rebirth of the open female forensic doctor

Chapter 57

"Let go of me, I'm going to find my son, let me go." Zhao Dajun roared with a ferocious face. Tonight is his first seven. If there is no news of his son, he will be brought into the world of death. , never to see his son again for eternity.

"Zhao Dajun, calm down." Ye Fan has taken out the spirit chain in her hand. Compared with the time she went to pick up Zhao Dajun, now she has calmed down a lot in the face of his terrifying image. Several missions, even the first-level deceased have been faced with the front bar, no longer just a cute new messenger.

"You lied to me, you promised me, you wanted to help me find my son, you lied to me." Not only did Zhao Dajun not listen to the persuasion, but he was even more excited, and the talisman actually loosened.

Ye Fan's face changed. Damn, she finally tasted the bitter fruit of not listening to the advice of her senior colleagues. Her promise caused a deep cause and effect between her and Zhao Dajun. The army won't work, if his obsession is strong, she may be suppressed by him.

The only way to calm down now is to make him calm down, and she has to fulfill her promise, otherwise the consequences will be disastrous, not to mention her, even her mother will be in danger.

"Zhao Dajun, this messenger didn't deceive you, this messenger already knows how to help you find your son, you calm down first." Ye Fan pretended to be calm, holding a pair of messenger's high-level fan, secretly squeezed one As a last resort, she had no choice but to forcefully open the door to life and send him away. As for the cause and effect to bear, she no longer had much to worry about.

Fortunately, Zhao Dajun just stared at her with two secluded green eyes for a while, then slowly calmed down, and his face gradually returned to a normal human face, a face full of sang and perseverance.

"Master messenger, can you find my son? Where is he?" Because he couldn't move, Zhao Dajun could only open his green eyes wider to express his excitement.

Ye Fan exhaled lightly, put away the spirit-suppressing talisman secretly, and coughed lightly: "Cough, I haven't found your son..." Seeing Zhao Dajun's face distorted again, he quickly took the following words: "But I I have already thought of a way to let you find your own son."

"Find it yourself?" Zhao Dajun was puzzled, and the entire spiritual body calmed down.

"Yeah." Ye Fan nodded, took out the guy who drew the talisman and placed it on the table, made all preparations, turned to look at Zhao Dajun who was waiting quietly, and explained, "Although you are already dead, But seven days have not passed, the soul has not left the world, and the blood relationship with the human world has not been completely cut off, I can draw a 'tracing talisman', using this unbroken blood relationship, to help your soul enter the dream of relatives."

When Zhao Dajun heard it, if the deceased had no tears, he would have already cried with joy, and his long-cherished wish finally had hope.

"But..." Ye Fan paused for a while, but still made the facts clear.

"The Tracing Talisman is the first time this messenger drew it. I haven't used it before, and I don't know if it's really useful, or it might be dangerous in the middle. Do you still insist?"

Zhao Dajun didn't even think about it, and couldn't wait to say: "I insist, Lord Messenger, whether it's useful or not, this is my last chance to see my son. Even if my soul is scattered, I'm not afraid, please Lord Messenger."

"Okay, then follow my orders." Ye Fan nodded solemnly and fought.

(End of this chapter)