At this time, a group of Feng Shui masters from the Port City stepped forward to check Huo Qiulian's status.
When these Feng Shui masters saw the black air dissipating and their breathing was stable, they all let out a sigh of relief.
Even Su Shaolin, the first Fengshui master in Hong Kong City, was a little surprised at this moment. He naturally knew Huo Qiulian's condition, but when he wanted to rescue, he felt that it was a bit difficult. If he insisted on rescue, he would have to spend a lot of energy.
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But unexpectedly, someone solved the problem by taking the weight easily.
Seeing everyone quiet, He Zhaozhao, who had just jumped up and down, hurried over and said, "Uncle Su, please show it to my mother quickly!"
"Her situation is really wrong. Although she has calmed down now, it may occur at any time."
When he said this, He Zhaozhao looked scared.
Su Shaolin stepped forward and looked carefully for a few more times, then coughed and said, "Miss, the fourth wife is in good condition. She is different from other people who are possessed by evil spirits, so she doesn't need to exorcise evil spirits."
"Let the doctor deal with it next!"
"In addition, give this talisman to her for personal collection, so that there will be no other changes."
While speaking, Su Shaolin took out a yellow paper talisman and handed it to He Zhaozhao.
"Thank you, uncle!"
He Zhaozhao felt relieved, and his mother's situation just now was almost scared.
Unexpectedly, everything was a false alarm, and my mother was lucky and life-long, and nothing would happen.
Immediately afterwards, He Zhaozhao looked at the drop of blood between Huo Qiulian's eyebrows, but soon looked disgusted.
"Son of a bitch!"
"Use this filthy thing to defile my mother's noble face!"
"I really want to strangle him!"
He Zhaozhao showed an annoyed expression, then took out a tissue, and carefully wiped the blood beads between Huo Qiulian's eyebrows.
Su Shaolin and others didn't say anything. Obviously no one really thought that it was the drop of blood that saved Huo Qiulian's life.
However, the doctors who had just participated in the rescue changed their faces, and it was too late to stop them at this moment.
"Didi--"
At this moment, the instrument that had already returned to normal suddenly made a harsh sound.
He Zhaozhao, who had just turned around and wanted to talk to Shi Xiaolan and others, suddenly turned around subconsciously and looked back.
The next moment, everyone's scalp was numb.
Huo Qiulian, who had just looked calm, had a black air rising from her face at a speed visible to the naked eye. Her body began to tremble constantly, struggled in pain, and white foam overflowed from the corners of her mouth.
But it was just a moment, and the normal situation just returned to normal and happened again.
"Epilepsy!"
The doctor next to him looked ugly.
"Let's find a way!"
Another doctor trembled and said, "What can we do? Go and invite the little master quickly!"
"He just calmed down the fourth wife."
"We can't do anything without him!"
Obviously, the two cities of Hong Kong and gambling are relatively more traditional, and even doctors believe in the celestial master and Feng Shui system.
But when he heard their words, He Zhaozhao's face turned pale, and it was hard to see the ultimate.
Little Heavenly Master?
The little Tianshi they are talking about, could it be that guy Ye Hao?
"I just don't believe it!"
He Zhaozhao trembled and picked up the paper talisman given by Su Shaolin just now and put it on Huo Qiulian's body.
Huo Qiulian's body suddenly began to calm down.
A smug smile appeared on He Zhaozhao's face: "I just said, with the uncle here, how could something happen?"
"That guy Ye Hao actually dares to show off, he..."
Before he finished speaking, Huo Qiulian roared shrillly again. This time it was even more terrifying than last time, and it was like a demon possessed by a demon.
At this moment, He Zhaozhao instantly fell to the ground.