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Yang Zimei accompanied song xuanlai to the hospital for examination. The test results showed that the body had been seriously irradiated, resulting in increased white blood cells and hemolytic anemia, which had been in the incubation period of two weeks.

Has been dormant for two weeks?

Has nothing to do with this mirror?

"Xiaomei, don't tell Qingmei, lest she worry." Song Xuan, who was holding the test sheet, was pale and calm.

Yang Zimei nodded, "the doctor suggests that you go to hospital as soon as possible. Sister Qingmei knows it sooner or later, and finds it in time. The doctor says that as long as you do the treatment, it will be OK. I will also study how to stimulate the vitality of red blood cells as soon as possible to cooperate with your treatment."

"Thank you, Xiaomei. I'm going to go to the provincial city for treatment. After all, the medical equipment there is more advanced. I can deceive Qingmei and say, "I'll go to the seminar." Song Xuan's eyes with a certain melancholy, "if I have anything, you must help me take care of them."

Yang Zimei nodded sadly.

Although her medical skills are powerful, she has not yet reached the level of cancer treatment. She dare not take song Xuan as an experimental object to delay the treatment time.

If it wasn't for the master, she could accompany him to the provincial capital, try acupuncture and moxibustion, and find the mahogany card in the hands of the chairman of the provincial antique Association.

Dare not tell the illness to his family, he alone in a foreign land against the disease, how painful and lonely it should be?

Yang Zimei thought more and more sad.

The results of the mirror test came out. There was no radiation.

It is proved that the radiation of song Xuan has nothing to do with the mirror.

Mirrors may not be as legendary as they are, but can reflect the skeleton of a person like X-rays.

This makes Yang Zimei slightly alleviate a sense of guilt.

Otherwise, she really does not know how to face Lin Qingmei and his son xiaopang in the future.

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when song Xuan was sent back to Brunei street, Yang Zimei was worried that she could not pretend to be innocent in front of Lin Qingmei, so she would not enter the store and go home directly.

Before returning home, she received a call from LAN Yaya, "Zi Mei, it's bad. Your master and Xiao Hei are gone."

Yang Zimei's heart sank, "when did it happen?"

"Just now when you and Mr. Song went to the hospital, I also prepared the food and went into the room to give it to Xiao Hei. Who knows, the person is missing, and Xiaohei is also missing. Please come back and look for it." Blue Ya with a cry cavity of the road.

Yang Zimei's heart seemed to be pinched by someone's hands, almost unable to breathe.

Straight home, push open the door, sure enough, the bed is empty.

Master is really gone!

Xiao Hei is gone!

She ran to the backyard where master used to live, and no one was seen.

"What about Zhen Zi? Ya ya, have you been with Zhenzi all the time Yang Zimei grabs Lan Ya's arm and asks.

"Well, I've been in the kitchen just now, learning to cook with her. She's out looking for the Taoist priest now. "

Yang Zimei called Zhenzi's mobile phone.

"Master, I have searched nearby, but I can't find the Taoist priest."

Zhen Zi's voice is a little anxious.

Yang Zimei drives to find her in the countryside. Zhenzi kneels down in front of her. "Master, I'm sorry. Zhenzi is incompetent, and let the Taoist priest disappear."

"Get up! It's none of your business. "

Now is not the time for accountability, "is there any trace of master?"

Zhen Zi shakes her head.

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