Mrs. Zhao looked disappointed and very anxious. When she was about to say something, Xiao Ying said again: "I can tell you one more thing, but you have to swear that you can't tell anyone about it."

"Okay! I swear!" Mrs. Zhao's face turned pale.

"Your husband will soon be in prison."

"Ah?" Mrs. Zhao's delicate body shivered and almost collapsed on the ground.

Xiao Ying stepped forward and almost pressed against her cheek. He leaned into her ear and whispered: "The three disasters of him are unsolvable! Madam, before this, you'd better make plans for yourself. Otherwise, when he goes crazy and goes to prison, you will have nothing left! You have no job, you have to make plans for your future life. - Remember, it's best to solve it today!"

Mrs. Zhao nodded with difficulty, looked at her bitterly and said, "Thank you! Thank you Master Xiao."

"Go back and do this, the faster the better. Otherwise, it will be too late."

"Um!"

Mrs. Zhao turned around and staggered out. Xiao Ying saw her lonely and helpless back, and felt a little sympathetic, and said, "Wait, you'll be back."

Mrs. Zhao quickly stopped again and turned back.

Xiao Ying said: "Your husband's virtue may not be able to leave money for you, so you have to rely on yourself for your future life. This way, I will give you another way out. If you do it well, you may find a job for you and maintain your future life."

Mrs. Zhao was actually thinking about this. She already completely believed in Xiao Ying's fortune-telling skills. She believed that her husband would go to prison like Xiao Ying said. However, her husband's money was never kept for her, but she just gave her living expenses every month, without giving extra money. Her husband was very stingy. It was almost impossible to get money from her husband so shortly before she went to prison. What should I do in the future?

Now that Xiao Ying could guide her a way, she was so happy that she could support herself. Her voice was trembling and said, "Thank you, Master Xiao, please say it."

"Do you know Wang Kairong, the deputy mayor in charge of urban construction?"

Mrs. Zhao nodded: "I know, my husband has taken me to their house to visit. It's very serious and difficult to get close to."

"His child is in the same school as your child?"

Mrs. Zhao nodded quickly: "Yes."

Xiao Ying said: "The children of Wang Kairong's family will have a big disaster in the near future. I will tell you how to help him solve it. If he is grateful, when your husband goes crazy, you ask him for help with a job, he should help you."

Mrs. Zhao was immediately overjoyed, stepped forward, and almost leaned into Xiao Ying's arms. Because of her nervousness and joy, her voice trembled: "Thank you! Thank you, Master, please give me some advice."

Xiao Ying took a step back and opened a little distance before saying, "The son of Deputy Mayor Wang and your son have the same disease, both of which are parasitic diseases. They both got sick after eating barbecue for half a lifetime at the school gate that day. However, your son ate more, so he started to get sick first. His children ate less and had better physical fitness, so it would take several days later. Once he became ill, you have to ask him to do a lumbar puncture and cerebrospinal fluid examination immediately to confirm that this disease is diagnosed. As long as this disease is treated in time, it is still easy to treat. If it is not confirmed in time, life will be in danger."

Xiao Ying searched the medical record in his mind and found that the son of the deputy mayor and Director Zhao had the same disease. Moreover, the two were in the same school. The medical record records that the two had a barbecue together. The child immediately had a lumbar puncture and cerebrospinal fluid examination when he arrived at the emergency center, so he was quickly treated with targeted treatment and was discharged from the hospital soon, which was not life-threatening.

After hearing this, Mrs. Zhao's heart suddenly became bright. She told the deputy mayor this critical life-saving news. He must be very grateful. In the future, her husband will go crazy and ask him for help to solve a job.

Mrs. Zhao thanked her repeatedly and said goodbye and left.

She took a bus back to the hospital, went upstairs to her husband's ward in the Oncology Department, and heard the voice of the fortune teller Gao Deduan and her husband's voice from inside.

Mrs. Zhao pushed the door open, but the scene she saw surprised her. - She saw Gao Deduan sitting on the sofa as if nothing had happened, while her husband sat upright on the sofa next to her, looking like he was listening to the teachings, and nodding constantly.

Mrs. Zhao sneered: "Gao Deduan, do you still have the face to see us? My son was killed by you!"

Gao Deduan was not angry and looked at Director Zhao not saying anything.

Director Zhao said to Mrs. Zhao with a sinister face: "Don't talk nonsense. Master Gao has just pointed out that his son's life is indeed free of illness or disaster. Yesterday's illness was caused by Xiao's secret moves, and invited the evil god to kill our son, just to prove that he is accurate. - This person is extremely sinister and must not let him harm others anymore. I am discussing with Master Gao how to deal with this kid."

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help but be stunned. Before that, her husband said that she would make friends with Xiao Ying at all costs, but for some reason, she was deceived by Gao Deduan's sweet words and deceived her into trust, but instead put the shit on Xiao Ying's head.

Mrs. Zhao already trusted Xiao Ying completely and did not believe in Gao Deduan at all. By dealing with Xiao Ying, she also felt that Xiao Ying was not the kind of person who could do anything to achieve her goal. Her husband went back on his word like this, which made Mrs. Zhao feel in her heart that her husband was really confused this time. Now she heard that Gao Deduan was going to deal with Xiao Ying with her husband, so she couldn't help but get anxious.

Mrs. Zhao glared at Gao Deduo fiercely, then sat next to her husband and whispered: "Master Xiao is not such a person. He just pointed out that you will have major patients in the near future, not only the current tumor, but also other diseases, very serious diseases..."

Director Zhao was even more surprised when he heard this and looked at Gao Deduan beside him: "Master, this...?"

"Speak out in danger!" Gao Deduan's face was cold and he stretched out his hand to slap hard on the armrest of the sofa. "However, this man has some ability to invite the God of Killing. After I received your call last night, I knew that this man was not simple. I kept trying to find out his reality and finally found his weakness. In order to achieve his goal, he actually killed your children with such cruel methods. Now he is threatening Director Zhao again. This man is so arrogant. I can't say that I want to do the way for heaven..."

As soon as he said this, the door was slammed open and two young men rushed in, with blood-red eyes. One had a black face and a pig-killing knife in his hand. A young man next to him, they knew it was the nephew of Hou Yuncheng who had been advised by Gao Deduan, the young man suffering from leukemia.

The young leukemia man pointed at Gao Deduan and said to the young man who was holding a pig and slaughtering knife: "It's him!"

The young man holding a pig-killing knife was filled with anger in his eyes. He reached out and grabbed Gao Deduan, lifted him up, gritted his teeth and said, "I'm asking you to die. I'm Hou Yuncheng's son. My father was deceived out of the hospital by you and died halfway. It was you who killed my father. I want you to pay your life!"

"Wait, listen to me..." Gao Deduan was so scared that he was scattered and shouted anxiously, but before he could use his clever eloquence, the long pig-killing knife had already pierced his stomach coldly.

The pig-killing knife was then pulled out, and another stab into Gao Deduan's chest, then pulled it out, and another stab in. Blood splattered everywhere.

Mrs. Zhao screamed in fear, slid down the sofa with her head in her arms, crawled to the edge of the bed and hid, her whole body shivering.

The murder was right next to Director Zhao. He stared at the scene in front of him in a daze. Blood splattered on his face and his body. He wiped his hands, his hands were covered in blood, so scared that his feet were no longer able to stand up and run away. His hands were scattered in front of his chest: "No! Don't kill me, it has nothing to do with me..."

Gao De's mouth was bleeding and looked at the pig killing in horror. He stabbed his chest and abdomen with one knife, and the blood stained his whole body red.

When the young man finally let him go, his chest and abdomen were covered with knife edges, and he fell heavily to the ground, staring straight at Director Zhao on the sofa, and he didn't move any longer.
Chapter completed!