“Mom, Brother, what’s worse than Dad passing away? Isn’t it good for us to face this together as a family?
“I might not understand other things, but I really don’t want Dad to die. I don’t want to have no father.
“Stepping back 10,000 steps, even if you can find many foreign doctors, are you sure you can save Dad?
“The Dean of the hospital has already contacted doctors overseas in person, but they all said there was nothing they could do. They only asked us to prepare ourselves mentally.”
“Mom, Brother, Dad has only three days left, only three days. I’m afraid. I don’t want to regret this my entire life.
“Master is now Dad’s only hope. Mom, Brother, don’t let our family regret it, okay?”
Zhao Kexin was well-protected by the members of the Zhao family. She had never worried about anything since she was small.
She didn’t understand complicated philosophies, but she could express her thoughts in her mind.
Because she was really afraid, afraid that her family would live in regret after missing this chance.
As Zhao Kexin spoke, Liang Yuhua had already burst into tears and she couldn’t even talk.
At the same time, she regretted being too impulsive in her mind.
Why did she have a brain fog just now? She ignored what Lu Zijia said about being able to save her husband but cared about Lu Zijia’s words that made her feel unpleasant in her mind instead.
The more Liang Yuhua thought about it, the more she thought she was stupid. She couldn’t help slapping herself fiercely.
“I’m sorry, master. I made a mistake just then. I apologize to you. Master, I hope you can be kind enough to forgive a foolish woman like me,” Liang Yuhua said as she bowed to Lu Zijia solemnly to express her apologies sincerely.
Lu Zijia, who had her back facing Liang Yuhua, moved her eyebrows and showed a slightly frustrated look.
As expected, some things were destined.
Even though she gave the members of the Zhao family chances to choose again and again, the result remained the same after all.
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Song Zixuan stood right next to Lu Zijia and saw her expression and reaction. He couldn’t help feeling a bit strange.
But he didn’t ask anything at this moment.
“Master, please save my father.”
Zhao Ziteng’s eyes glittered slightly and there was a look of mixed emotions on his face, but he chose to save his father in the end, like his mother did.
Since the members of the Lu family had made their choices, there was no reason for Lu Zijia to not make money.
Lu Zijia didn’t talk nonsense. She directly told them about Zhao Wentian’s situation. “There’s dark energy and resentment in Mr. Zhao.
“If normal people stay with him for a long time, they’ll more or less be affected by the dark energy and resentment, just like what happened to you just now. All kinds of negative emotions will be magnified several times.
“Even someone with a good temper will become impatient and easily irritated because of the influence of the dark energy and resentment. Even worse, the person may do something that can’t be undone,” Lu Zijia said as she glanced over Liang Yuhua and Zhao Ziteng, finally looking at Zhao Kexin.
“Miss Zhao is well-protected by her family members. Her mind is pure and she hasn’t been affected much.”
Hearing what Lu Zijia said, the purpils of Liang Yuhua and Zhao Ziteng couldn’t help but shrink, and they were extremely shocked in their minds.
Apparently, they were seriously stunned by what Lu Zijia said.
However, before they recovered from the shock, Lu Zijia continued, “Apart from the dark energy and the resentment in Mr. Zhao, another reason why he went unconscious is that one of the spirits among his three souls and seven spirits is missing.
“I only figured out briefly that the source of the problem is in Mr. Zhao’s hometown. As for the specific source, I’ll have to go see it myself to find out.”
Before waiting for the members of the Zhao family to react, Lu Zijia directly walked to the hospital bed after saying this and smacked Zhao Wentian’s forehead, extracting the marking on his body quickly.
The marking on Zhao Wentian’s body should be imprinted by the person or evil spirit that took one of his spirits among the three souls and seven spirits.
The members of the Zhao family were quite startled when they saw what Lu Zijia did and they tried to stop her subconsciously.
However, before they stopped her in time, they surprisingly saw a plume of black fog being held in Lu Zijia’s hand easily.
Seeing a plume of black fog that seemed to be alive, the people here were all terrified. They even thought they were dreaming. Otherwise, why would they see such a horrifying, fantastical scene?
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