Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"Xiaomei, don't worry about him, he's just my business partner."

Min Qinghua couldn't figure out that Yang Zimei was going to bring Li Dasong here suddenly.

"Uncle Min, I don't want you to have any grievances because of me. Some things can be resolved now, just solve it now."

Yang Zimei said calmly.

"Are you worried that he will be against me?"

After all, Min Qinghua is an old man, so he could see her worry at a glance.

Yang Zimei nodded, "If you don't solve it now, he will hold a grudge against you and cause unnecessary trouble. Uncle Min is doing this for me, so naturally I won't let you provoke villains because of me."

"Thank you Xiaomei, but you don't have to force yourself. I still don't pay attention to Li Dasong."

In Min Qinghua's mind, Li Dasong was born as a farmer, and with some luck he became a mine owner, and thus became the first group of people to get rich.

Little did he know that his idea was too taken for granted, and he caught a glimpse of Li Dasong.

Li Dasong's ability to survive to this day is naturally due to his cunning, and the superficially insane appearance is just his disguise.

Many of his opponents were calmly brought down by him with the expression of a peasant.

Yang Zimei blinked slyly, "It's okay, I don't force myself, it doesn't matter if I just point my finger."

Min Qinghua had no choice but to nod, and called Li Dasong over again.

When Li Dasong heard that Yang Zimei was willing to see him, he happily patted Min Qinghua on the shoulder and said with a smile, "Brother Qinghua, I thought you were really so stingy. It turns out that you still take care of my brother, thank you."

Min Qinghua didn't hum.

Li Dasong came to Yang Zimei very smoothly this time, and did not wrestle.

When he stood in front of her, he found that she looked more beautiful from a distance than from a distance. Her skin was like white jade, and even exuded a faint glow. Her eyebrows were picturesque, and she was wearing a quaint retro outfit. , It is simply more beautiful than the fairy in the painting.

He couldn't help daydreaming about Feifei, imagining what kind of pleasant pleasure it would be if he touched it with his hand.

Seeing his narrow eyes glowing with an evil light again, and the corners of his thick lips slanting to the point of drooling, Min Qinghua patted him on the shoulder in disgust, "Li Dasong, pay attention to your identity!"

Li Dasong was startled, came back to his senses, stretched out his hand to touch the drool on his lips, and said to Yang Zimei with a smile, "Master Yang, you are really the most beautiful girl I have ever seen. , you are really a fairy descended to earth, that's why you are so powerful at such a young age."

Yang Zimei didn't understand, so she just glanced at him lightly, took out a brush and cinnabar yellow paper, wrote a spell on the spot, threw it to him, and said, "You have bad luck recently, you will encounter five ghosts haunting you tonight. Put this spell on your forehead to drive away ghosts."

When Li Dasong heard it, he was shocked, and he held the spell in his hand like a treasure, and asked nervously: "Master Yang, I am really haunted by ghosts? No wonder I always felt my knees were cold just now. It's like I stumbled. These days, I can't sleep peacefully at night, and I always feel weak in my body, as if someone is holding me down. Is it because of ghosts?"

"Ah."

Yang Zimei nodded.

In fact, Li Dasong's vainness and feeling of being oppressed is not because of ghosts, but because of his weak foundation caused by excessive drinking and indulgence.

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