Reborn genius girl fortune teller

Chapter 752 Radiation (1)

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Song Xuan came back again, carrying a big bag of tools, without even wiping off his sweat, he said anxiously to Yang Zimei, "Xiaomei, I'm going to take down that mirror now, have you made up your mind?"

Yang Zimei nodded, "I'm also curious if this is a bone mirror, but Mr. Song, you have to be careful not to damage the mirror."

"Well, I'll be careful."

Song Xuan took out his tools and began to carefully disassemble the mirror.

Yang Zimei and Lan Yaya watched with bated breath, wondering if they could help a little according to his instructions.

After working for about two hours, the copper surface that was originally covered behind the mirror was completely uncovered by Song Xuan.

However, the mirror surface did not appear immediately, but was covered with a thin layer of wax, as if trying to hide some secret.

Song Xuan took a deep breath, just about to continue to remove the layer of wax, but was stopped by Yang Zimei, "Mr. Song, don't move yet!"

"Why?" Song Xuan stopped his hands and looked at her puzzled, "Now there is only a layer of wax left, which can be easily removed."

"I'm afraid—"

Yang Zimei took the mirror farther away, "Think about it, if this is a bone mirror that can show people's bones and veins, wouldn't it be equivalent to X-rays? It might do some harm to the human body."

Song Xuan was startled when he heard this, and the hand holding the tool trembled slightly.

What Yang Zimei said was not unreasonable.

He spent more than two hours dismantling the back of the mirror just now, what if there is really some harmful radiation as Yang Zimei said, what should I do?
Yang Zimei saw his uneasiness and felt guilty for not thinking well just now.

"Mr. Song, don't worry about the wax face, I'll give you a pulse."

Song Xuan looked at her, nodded, stretched out his hand, and put it on the table.

Song Xuan has a pair of artist-like hands, slender, well-defined, and slightly pale.

Yang Zimei put her finger on his wrist...

His pulse seems to be beating a bit strangely, therefore, he opened his eyes to see his future.

Seeing a clip, she was startled.

In that fuzzy future clip, she saw that Song Xuan's dark and thick hair had turned into a sparse bald head, and some unsightly white spots appeared on his handsome face.

Her heart sank, and she looked at Song Xuan with a certain regret and pity.

Seeing her look, Song Xuan's expression changed, and he asked nervously, "Xiaomei, is there something wrong with my body?"

Yang Zimei avoided his eyes in a panic, shook her head and lied, "It's nothing serious."

How could Song Xuan fail to see her lying?
"Xiaomei, tell me honestly, what will happen to me, I'm not a child, I have to know my true situation."

He stared intently at Yang Zimei, "Is it true that I have been seriously irradiated?"

"Ah."

Yang Zimei had no choice but to nod heavily, "Mr. Song, it's all my fault that I didn't think carefully enough to harm you with this mirror. You lie down first, and I'll do acupuncture for you to see if I can stop the radiation damage."

Song Xuan's face turned pale, cold sweat dripped from his forehead, and he sat softly on the chair for a while, "Xiaomei, what might happen to me then? Will I die?"

"I'll do the math for you first."

Yang Zimei made a hexagram based on Song Xuan's birthday horoscope.

In the past, she also told Song Xuan's fortune, and his fortune-telling was extremely good, except for a few minor disturbances, he almost always lived his life in peace and wealth without any disasters.

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(End of this chapter)