Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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"Grandpa, don't extrapolate!"

Zhuge Mingzhu was heartbroken to see his grandpa, who was full of anger, become like this, and grabbed his hand and shouted.

Grandpa Zhuge ignored his cry, as if he had entered a state of ecstasy.

Seeing him like this, Yang Zimei felt something was wrong, worried that he would be in a state of madness, so she took out a silver needle and sealed his Tiantan acupoint.

Grandpa Zhuge's acupoints were blocked, he was unconscious, and fell asleep powerlessly on the table.

Zhuge Mingzhu was shocked, and asked Yang Zimei sharply, "What did you do to my grandfather?"

"It's just sealing his acupuncture points, don't worry, Uncle Zhuge."

While talking, Yang Zimei injected her vitality into Grandpa Zhuge.

At this time, Grandpa Zhuge's body seems to have been hollowed out by others, no wonder he is aging so fast.

Yang Zimei's vitality injected into him smoothly, supplementing the various deficiencies of vitality in his body, and then helped him relieve the acupoints and wake him up.

He opened his eyes, looked at Yang Zimei, and then at Zhuge Mingzhu in a little confusion.

"Grandpa, how are you?"

Zhuge Mingzhu asked anxiously.

"Where is my line? I will continue to calculate for her."

Grandpa Zhuge looked at the empty table and asked hurriedly.

"Grandpa, don't forget it, you've gone mad."

Zhuge Mingzhu was so regretful that her intestines were green, "She is not an ordinary person, her fortune is strange, and we mortals cannot calculate it."

When Zhuge Mingzhu saw Yang Zimei infusing her grandfather with vitality just now, he understood that she was definitely not an ordinary person.

Ordinary people, no matter how talented they are, would not be able to break their Zhuge family's cultivation at such a young age, and inject vitality into grandpa's body, so that his grandpa, who was originally full of qi, returned to normal.

How can such a person's fortune be calculated?

Grandpa Zhuge settled down, looked at Yang Zimei carefully for a while, and nodded, "That's right. You are an existence against the sky, and you can't deduce your fortune."

Yang Zimei smiled wryly and said nothing.

"Great!"

Seeing that Grandpa finally gave up deducing Yang Zimei's fortune telling, Zhuge Mingzhu heaved a sigh of relief.

Grandpa Zhuge stood up, just in time to see Yang Zimei's mahogany plaque that accidentally exposed his neck, slightly surprised, and took out a mahogany plaque from his body.

Seeing another mahogany card, Yang Zimei was overjoyed and asked impatiently, "Grandpa, can you give me this mahogany card?"

"Show me yours first."

Grandpa Zhuge looked at her and said.

Yang Zimei untied the mahogany plaque around his neck and handed it to Grandpa Zhuge.

Grandpa Zhuge looked at it seriously, then turned around and opened a drawer, and took out a book with a slightly worn cover.

Seeing this book, Yang Zimei was slightly surprised.

This looks exactly like the book that I borrowed from Song Xuanchu that has no words but only pictures, but this book looks a little more dilapidated.

Grandpa Zhuge opened the pages of the book, and the illustrations inside were exactly the same, they were all the patterns on the mahogany cards.

"Grandpa, I have seen this book before, but it was stolen later."

Yang Zimei brought the book over and turned to the last page. On the back there was still the man who looked very similar to Long Zhutian, wearing ancient clothes and wearing a mirror around his waist.

At the end is also the map with the ancient tomb.

However, looking at the age of this book, it seems to be a bit older than Song Xuan's.

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