After hanging up the connection with Zhiyuan, Sang Luo glanced at the time at the bottom of the screen. It was already four o'clock in the afternoon.
She pressed her Jingming point with two fingers and did four hexagrams. She was really tired.
After a short rest, she handed out another lucky bag.
The people who grabbed the lucky bags this time were very quick. As soon as the results came out, they immediately applied for the video connection without saying a word.
After the video was connected, an unshaven middle-aged man appeared on the screen. His eyes were red from crying and swollen like a peach.
If he hadn't suffered a huge setback and blow, he wouldn't have let a middle-aged man in his forties cry bitterly while looking for fortune-telling online.
【Ouch! This eye is so swollen that you can’t even see the eyeball]
[He seems to be in the hospital]
[Why does this man look familiar to me? 】
"Master, can you help me calculate my life expectancy?" Before Sang Luo could ask, the man immediately stated his needs.
After saying that, he immediately sent ten goddesses to Sang Luo, for fear that Sang Luo would refuse.
[Crying so hard, could it be that I have cancer?]
[He is in the hospital, probably suffering from cancer]
[Hey, anchor, please help him do the math! This destined person seemed to have no choice but to turn to metaphysics. 】
Sang Luo shook his head, "No, the first taboo in fortune telling is to tell someone's life expectancy."
Fortune tellers cannot tell people's life expectancy. This is the most basic rule. Only those charlatans and swindlers who defraud money under the banner of fortune telling will pretend to tell people's life expectancy, and then take the opportunity to sell magical instruments to defraud money.
Seeing Sang Luo's refusal, the man immediately added: "It's not for me, it's for my dead father."
【What? Did I hear that correctly? 】
[Calculating the lifespan of a dead person? 】
[What is the difference between this and taking off your pants and farting? 】
[Your father has passed away. Don’t you still know how long he lived? 】
The man wiped away his tears, "But I think my father's death was strange. I always feel that his life was not over. His death was man-made, not natural."
When Sang Luo heard this, he couldn't help but frowned, "How do you say this?"
【I remember now! His name is Gao Yi, and he was a family member of a medical troublemaker who was in the news a while ago! 】
【oh! Yeah! I also remembered that his father’s operation failed. He insisted that the doctor did it on purpose, and then he broke the doctor’s bones]
[As a medical student, I am most afraid of this kind of medical trouble. Sometimes doctors really try their best, but surgery is inherently risky]
[Anchor, don’t tell fortunes for people like this! 】
[Don’t let him count! 】
Gao Yi was very excited when he saw that the netizens in the live broadcast room were so disgusted with him, "My father was killed in the hospital! You keyboard warriors have never experienced it yourself, what do you know?"
[Where is the evidence? 】
[Yes, what evidence do you have that the hospital deliberately killed your father? 】
[I said you’re almost done. The hospital has already given you 200,000 yuan in compensation. What else do you want to do? 】
[Originally, your father's surgery has risks, and the hospital informed it from the beginning. There is no need to compensate at all. You are not satisfied with the money given to you. You are too greedy! 】
"Evidence..." Speaking of evidence, Gao Yi's voice suddenly weakened. He had no evidence, so he placed his hope in metaphysics.
His father died in the operating room. How did he know what happened inside?
His only evidence was that his father gave him dreams every night, saying that he died unjustly.
But what evidence does this serve as? When he told the Civil Guard Bureau about his father's dream as evidence, the Bureau kicked him out like a fool.
He really didn't know what to do.
【I can’t say it anymore! 】
[I think you just have too little compensation! How much more do you want? one million? 】
[Besides, there is no reason for the hospital to intentionally kill his father! Not only did he cause a lot of trouble, but he also lost money]
[I heard that some very powerful people would buy organs from the hospital. Could it be that the hospital took his father’s organs and gave them to those rich people? 】
Sang Luo couldn't help but smile when he saw the speculation of this netizen in the live broadcast room, "No, even if a hospital sells organs, they will only look for young adults and children, and they will never look for a seventy-year-old who is already sick. Old man."
[Upstairs, you have such a rich imagination, please stop reading those rumors on the Internet in the future]
[So he is just looking for trouble? 】
[Anchor, hang up now! You’ve been broadcasting for so long today, it’s time to take a rest]
Gao Yi saw the netizens in the live broadcast asking Sang Luo to rest, and immediately became a little excited, "Master, I'm really not greedy for money! If you are willing to help me, I will donate all the compensation from the hospital to the orphanage! "
"I really just want to find out the real cause of my father's death. He gave me dreams every night, saying that he died unjustly! As a son of man, I must not let my father die in vain."
[I feel like he seems very sincere]
【He is acting】
[Excellent acting skills]
[Anchor, if you help this kind of person, I will cancel the channel]
【+1】
When Sang Luo saw the netizens in the live broadcast speaking such slightly threatening words, he couldn't help but move his eyelids and let out a disdainful smile.
Then he looked at Gao Yi and said, "Gao Yi, please show me your father's horoscope, and I will check your father's lifespan for you."
【? ? ? 】
【Unlock! 】
【Ha ha! The anchor is so handsome! 】
[If you unblock it, just unblock it, as if your attention is valuable]
[Don’t take yourself too seriously]
When Gao Yi saw Sang Luo agreed, his originally gray eyes immediately became clear and bright, and he grinned, "Hey! I'll send it to you right now."
Sang Luo clicked on Whale Backstage and read the private message sent by Gao Yi. A layer of doubt gradually covered his face, "Your father's life is indeed not over yet."
Gao Yi jumped up in shock when he heard Sang Luo's words, "Really? Master."
Sang Luo nodded, "Your father's destiny is Gui, and the order of the month is Mao. He will live forever, and his body will be extremely prosperous. The God of Food in Shiqian is revealed, and he has been reborn in the Bijie of Shizhi. The God of Food is prosperous. In the past ten years, he has eaten again. It hurts luck and is not blocked."
"And the God of Food is also the longevity star. With such a prosperous aspect, his life should not be cut off. He can live for at least fifteen years. According to his original fate, it is absolutely impossible for him to die of illness. The only possibility is that he committed suicide. It ruins his long life."
【ah? ? ? 】
[His father committed suicide in the operating room? Anchor, I don’t study well, don’t lie to me]
Gao Yi also seemed extremely excited, "It's impossible for my father to commit suicide! If he committed suicide, how could he tell me in a dream that he died unjustly?"
Sang Luo smiled, "Don't get excited, I haven't finished speaking yet."
Gao Yi regained his composure after hearing this.
"Besides committing suicide, there is another possibility that can change the number of life spans."
"What's possible?"
"Gods, ghosts, demons, and other supernatural creatures can also change a person's lifespan." Sang Luo said, thinking.
A hint of confusion gradually appeared on Gao Yi's face, "So...my father was struck by an evil spirit and was taken away by an evil thing?"
