"Thank you for your gift."

After taking the kit, Yang Lian said something and immediately got into the car.

On the roadside, crowds are gathering more and more. If they don't leave, they may cause trouble.

As for the kit, Yang Lian had long forgotten about it after putting it in his pocket.

Yang Lian has many suitors, including some rich young masters, leaders in their respective industries, and some rising stars in the military, so Yang Lian will not take Ye Mo, an ordinary person, seriously at all.

"Whether she can be saved or not depends on whether she has grasped the situation or not."

Watching Yang Lian's car drive away, Ye Mo smiled faintly.

Inside the kit, there was a Tianyang Talisman. On the back of the Tianyang Talisman was Ye Mo's contact number.

Originally, Ye Mo wanted to give this tip to Lele for self-defense. As for the number, Ye Mo specially wrote it on it. If Lele accidentally got lost one day, he could be contacted through the number.

Just now, Ye Mo noticed the cold breath on the Buddha amulet around Yang Lian's neck and sent the Tianyang Talisman away.

"A Tianyang Talisman is far from enough to suppress the resentful souls in the Buddha amulet. If there is a destiny, you can save it. If there is no destiny, it doesn't matter if you don't save it."

Ye Mo returned to the car.

Originally, he noticed the existence of the resentful soul and wanted to get rid of it.

But when he got closer to Yang Lian, Ye Mo discovered that the resentful soul on the Buddhist tablet showed signs of being raised.

In this case, Ye Mo put down his thoughts.

If you sow melons, you will reap what you sow. Yang Lian is also responsible for why the resentful soul can become what it is now.

Whether she can be freed from the resentment depends entirely on her own willingness.

Ye Mo, just give me a little reminder.

Rumble...

The Mercedes-Benz G roared and drove towards Tai Fung Building.

On the fifteenth floor of Tai Feng Building, Ye Mo arrived here after a while.

The elevator door slowly opened, revealing a glass door. Inside was the front desk, with some Chinese herbal medicines carved out of wood placed on the table.

There is a plaque on the wall with the four characters "Comer Pharmaceuticals" written on it.

The font looks like dragons and phoenixes, and Ye Mo estimates that it must have been written by Song Qingsong.

"Sir, what can I do?"

When she saw someone coming in, the front desk lady immediately stood up, looked at Ye Mo and asked politely.

She was wearing black work clothes and black stockings on her legs. She had a good figure.

Although this company belongs to Ye Mo, Ye Mo is only behind the scenes.

Apparently the boss of the company is Song Qingsong, so the company employees don't know Ye Mo.

"I'm looking for Song Qingsong."

Ye Mo said.

"Okay, wait a minute, let me ask."

The receptionist picked up the phone and called Song Qingsong's office.

"Okay, I understand, Mr. Song."

The lady at the front desk spoke repeatedly and looked at Ye Mo curiously:

"Mr. Song said, I will come to pick you up now."

The lady at the front desk was very puzzled. Song Qingsong was the boss of the company and the number one miracle doctor in Haicheng. Even if the big shots in Haicheng came over, they would have to wait for the business to be finished before respectfully going to Song Qingsong's office.

But what is the background of the young man in front of him? Song Qingsong actually came to pick him up in person.

The more she thought about it, the less she understood.

"Doctor Ye, you are here!"

A respectful voice sounded, and Song Qingsong, dressed in a white robe, walked over:

"Doctor Ye, please come this way!"

Song Qingsong's face was red as usual, and although his appearance was old, he looked very energetic.

He was in front, leading the way for Ye Mo.

After a while, the two came to an office.

The office is very large, with desks, bookshelves, coffee machines, sofas, etc. all available.

"Doctor Ye, please sit down!"
Chapter completed!