Rebirth: The First Female Physician

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Xia Mo avoided Yang Zimei, and after talking on the phone with Luo Yingjin, her entire face became flushed, her eyes were rippling, and her face was full of spring.

"Whose phone is it?"

Yang Zimei pretended not to know and asked.

"Well, a friend." [

Xia Mo dodged her gaze, pretending to speak in a calm tone.

However, those eyes have long betrayed her excited heart.

Yang Zimei sighed secretly.

Everyone has their own destiny, which is beyond her control.

I only hope that she can walk a little stronger on this unusual path of love.

Because of Luo Yingjin's phone call, Xia Mo talked more, and his expression became beaming.

The two went to the market to buy barbecue forks and bargained with the hawker.

Seeing Yang Zimei's bargaining skills, Xia Mo was really surprised, "I thought you were a person who didn't eat fireworks, but it turns out that you bargain harder than me, and you are very professional and authentic."

"Hehe, miss, you were born in a wealthy family, not me. I am the daughter of a poor peasant who is hard-working. Can I not learn to bargain?"

Yang Zimei smiled.

In her previous life, she was so poor that she wished she could split a penny into two and use it in half. She tried to buy things at the cheapest price. That level of bargaining was beyond the reach of ordinary people.

In this life, she is no longer short of money, so she doesn't usually bargain much, but it doesn't mean she doesn't understand, it's something deeply rooted in her blood.

The class fee was used to buy the barbecue fork, so she naturally had to worry about it again.

"Blow it up, blow it up hard, there is nothing wrong with being a poor peasant's daughter, the problem is that you are destined to be a rich man from birth."

Xia Mo rolled her eyes several times.

"I'm not rich."

"Well, I am a rich man, and you are a rich man."

Yang Zimei was about to talk to Xia Mo when she suddenly saw a familiar woman holding a broken bowl, and she kept pretending to be mysterious to passers-by and said, "This is an antique, I have it at home. Many antiques have been bought for 1 million yuan, do you want to see them?"

The passer-by glanced coldly and yelled, "Crazy, are you paranoid?" [

"I'm not going to lie to you. The plate used to feed cats in my house turned out to be a very valuable antique. I also dug this from the ground. It's very valuable. I'll give it to you at a lower price. A hundred thousand will do."

The woman pulled the hem of the passerby's clothes and said.

"I'll give you one hundred thousand coins!"

The passerby shook her off impatiently and left.

Yang Zimei remembered who that woman was.

It was the aunt who gave her the antique Guan Zhong copper plate back then, but later regretted that she was a liar and asked for the things back.

Didn't she make [-] million by selling those plates?

Why are you dressed so shabby today, with such a downcast look, and cheated people out of money with a broken bowl in the market?

Judging from her face, the omen is that the money is gone.

It turned out that she was so simple, resigned to her fate and served her sick husband dutifully, because of [-] million, her life thinking and so on changed a lot, and her life was even worse than before.

Some people themselves can't bear the fate of windfall wealth. If they insist on accepting it, they will only be played by God in the end.

However, this has nothing to do with Yang Zimei, so she doesn't want to make trouble anymore.

However, the aunt still recognized her at a glance, and her eyes that were as dead ashes immediately lit up like a lamp with sufficient wattage.

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