Chapter 900

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"uncle, believe it or not, I'm the second most important thing now is how to deal with the affairs of secretary Huang."

Yang Zimei saw Zeng Tianhua still very hesitant, only the way.

"Niuniu, are you sure this will happen?"

"Well."

"I'll discuss it with him first. It's really..."

Zeng Tianhua did not know how to explain his mood at this time.

On the one hand, he has not yet been able to wake up from the shock of Yang Zimei's identity as a prime minister. On the other hand, in his subconscious mind, he has already believed what Yang Zimei said.

When he returned to the ward, Huang Huasen had already woken up and looked at him weakly and asked, "Mr. Zeng, how am I doing now?"

Zeng Tianhua looked at him a little.

Huang Huasen is only in his 40s and is in the prime of his life. It would be a pity if he could not survive tomorrow night as Yang Zimei said.

The two of them have deep feelings, teachers and friends. They support each other to this day.

Now, he wants black hair!

His heart ached at the thought.

Seeing his face heavy and sad, Huang Huasen naturally guessed that his situation was not optimistic.

"Teacher Zeng, say it, I want to know my own business."

Huang Huasen's heart calmed down, looking at Zeng Tianhua with an air of waiting for fate.

"Watson, do you believe in fortune telling?"

Zeng Tianhua asked.

Huang Huasen did not understand why he suddenly asked this, but nodded, "I believe it. Last year, when I went to Thailand, I met a master who said that I would be killed or killed this year. I didn't believe it. Now it seems that I have to believe it. "

"My girl just told me that she is also a photographer. She said you..."

Looking at Huang Huasen, Zeng Tianhua couldn't bear to say this cruel thing. He was afraid that he could not bear it.

"Do you also say that I am in danger of death? Can't I really escape the hand of fate? All my years of hard work have come to nothing in the end

Huang Huasen's tone is a little sad.

"Don't believe in Niu Niu. What do children know?"

Zeng Tianhua hastily comforts a way.

"No, the first time I saw your girl, I felt that she had a strange magnetic field. Her eyes were very different from others. Like the master I met in Thailand last year, she seemed to be able to see through the soul. If she says I'm doomed, I believe it. "

Huang Huasen's tone was gloomy and sad.

Zeng Tianhua fell into silence.

Did he ever feel the peculiarity of Yang Zimei?

"Teacher Zeng, let your girl come here. I want to talk to her."

Huang Huasen thought for a moment.

Zeng Tianhua called Yang Zimei and told her the location of the ward.

Yang Zimei came in a hurry.

"Niuniu, don't you know how to cure? Can you take a look at Watson? Maybe acupuncture has a certain effect. " When Zeng Tianhua saw her, he thought of her helping song Xuan treat blood cancer. He also held a glimmer of hope.

Yang Zimei wryly smile, "uncle, Secretary Huang has been chosen by the God of death. I can't rob him with death."

Apart from her master, she will never change her life for anyone, let alone Huang Huasen, who is not related to her family.

He is different from Song Xuan.

Song Xuan suffers from cancer, but it's just a catastrophe. She doesn't have Huang Huasen's bad luck. She can help to cure it.

Huang Huasen belongs to the person whose life limit has come. She will not be so stupid to offend death.

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[there are children's shoes asking about the case of ghost without body in Huangcun. You can rest assured that Xi Xi Xi has not forgotten this case, because this case has something to do with the later things, which will be explained later, haha. 】

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