Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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what happened?

It was obvious that he managed to save himself from danger before, so why is it only a sign of great danger now?

She hurriedly calculated again, and the result was still the same.

As a physiognomist, she also knows that people's fortune and numerology will not be static, but will change with the changes of time, place and people. [

And the origin of this murder should be caused by Song Xuan's stubborn refusal to go back.

Or maybe, there is a more powerful pusher pushing him to the culprit.

She turned back to look at Zhuge, her eyes were so cold that she wanted to kill someone.

Zhuge shrank his neck and said with a sneer: "I said Zimei, I didn't offend you!"

"Call your uncle immediately! Ask him why he wanted Mr. Song to die!" Yang Zimei ordered, without any expression on his face, as if Zhuge would strangle him to death at any time if he didn't call.

Zhuge shrugged, took out his mobile phone, and called his uncle again.

Fortunately, it worked this time.

"Uncle, I want to ask you something"

Uncle is gloomy, Zhuge has never been very close to him, talking to him is quite stressful.

"What's the matter?" Zhuge Mu's tone was cold and hard, even to Zhuge, he was not at all gentle.

"I'm in City A now, and an acquaintance has been arrested and taken to the police station, and he's been charged with trumped-up charges..."

Zhuge stopped and said nothing.

"Since you are not guilty, you can go to Chen Wei and let him find out." Zhuge Mu said impatiently.

"However, my friend is Song Xuan. Chen Wei said that you ordered him to arrest him."

"..."

There was a moment of silence on the phone.

"uncle"

Zhuge shouted, "Can you let him go?"

"cannot!"[

Zhuge Mu resolutely refused, "Stop meddling in other people's business, you little one! That person has a lot to do with it."

"Song Xuan is just a small antique dealer, how much does it matter?" Zhuge asked very puzzled.

"Anyway, you just don't want to meddle in this matter. I'm busy, so I won't talk to you."

After Zhuge Mu finished speaking, he hung up the phone.

Zhuge looked at the phone speechlessly.

Yang Zimei's ears were excellent, so she could hear clearly what was on the phone.

That relationship is a bit big, what is the relationship behind it?

"Zi Mei"

Zhuge looked at her helplessly and said, "Maybe my uncle can't help himself, he doesn't seem like such a casual person."

Song Xuan could see clearly from the side, although he forced a smile on his face, his tone was sad, "Xiaomei, if I have anything, help me take care of Qingmei and the child."

Listening to his confession, Yang Zimei's heart ached, "Mr. Song, you will be fine, and you can't give up fighting. Sister Qingmei and the child are still waiting for you."

Song Xuan took a deep look at her, then lowered his head, the ashes of despair appeared in his eyes...

He really didn't understand what went wrong with him, so that everyone in the capital wanted to put him to death.

In my mind, I thought of those people who were familiar with and respected in Brunei Street, all of them suddenly changed their faces and accused him of being an unscrupulous profiteer who sold fakes. dripping blood.

As a clean-spirited intellectual and businessman, he treats his own reputation like a bird cherishes its feathers.

Seeing the reputation and store that I have worked hard for so many years collapse in front of the power, this feeling is worse than death.

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