Chapter 182 The Transferred Disease
Chapter 182 The Transferred Disease
When netizens in the live broadcast room heard this, they also began to speculate.
[This young lady feels that her husband has transferred all her illnesses to himself, so she is no longer sick, while her husband's health is getting worse.]
[You above are really my internet mouthpiece. I was just saying that something didn't feel right when I heard it.]
Is there really such a passionate man in the world? He is willing to sacrifice his own health for the one he loves.
……
When Nan Jin saw that netizens thought the same as she did, a satisfied smile appeared on her face, but it was replaced by pain the next second.
In her heart, Wu Zhenhao is much more important than her health, so important that she can die for him.
If the other party really did this, she would rather be sick for the rest of her life than let her husband suffer even a little bit of harm.
"Where did you see that illnesses can be transferred between people?"
The comments in the live broadcast room suddenly became quiet, and Nan Jin was also stunned.
But now she placed all her hopes on Master Ling, so she could only tell him the truth.
"I saw it on another supernatural live broadcast room. The hosts said it could not only transfer diseases but also remove sins."
"I'm a sickly person, practically raised on a diet of medicine, but suddenly I'm fine these days. If these illnesses didn't happen to me, someone else would have to bear them for me. At first, I was just skeptical, but gradually my husband's complexion got worse. He's always been in better health than most people and could even wear short sleeves in winter.
The more cases I saw on livestreams, the more I felt like my husband must have done the same thing. I also talked online with fans of other psychic livestreams, and after hearing my story, they all thought my ideas were credible.
[It turns out everyone's like me, practically a livestreamer on the Kuaijiao Live app. If Lingshishi isn't broadcasting, I'll go check out other supernatural livestreams. But! Lingshishi is my favorite!]
[I'm so eager to survive. Master Ling hasn't said anything, so why are you so eager to prove yourself?]
[Actually, what the young lady said makes a lot of sense. Everything seems to have a clear path.]
[Maybe I've watched too many suspense films, so I always feel that things are not that simple.]
……
Mei Linger raised her eyebrows after hearing what he said:
"Why do you take everything others say and apply it to yourself? Do you think your husband loves you enough to sacrifice everything for you, or do you think he's cheating on you?"
Nan Jin nodded and shook her head, speechless for a moment.
Mei Ling'er patiently guided: "Is this the only strange thing about the gym in the attic? Nothing else?"
Nan Jin looked puzzled, not knowing why the other party asked that, but she thought about it carefully:
"It should be gone, right?"
【Master Ling's question is definitely not simple.】
Mei Ling'er took a sip of boiled water and smiled slightly:
"Are you kidding yourself? There's always a strange aroma coming from the gym in the attic. Why didn't you tell me?"
Nan Jin said calmly, "That's the new incense my husband bought... Although he didn't like using scented things before, I often need these things to help me sleep, so he had to use them with me."
Mei Ling'er didn't want to listen any further: "Go to the gym in the attic right now and see for yourself what that smell is."
"But..." Nan Jin said.
"Go now." Mei Ling'er urged gently.
Nan Jin had no choice but to get up and walk upstairs. Just as she turned the corner and could see the gym door, the lock on the door fell to the ground with a "click".
She glanced at the anchor who was drinking boiled water in the live broadcast room, and it must be the other party's masterpiece.
The woman quickened her pace and arrived at the gym almost at the speed of a 100-meter sprint.
It was so scary that netizens in the live broadcast room also gasped.
The curtains in the room were all drawn, and moonlight slipped in through the gaps. A whole fox skin was hung on the snow-white wall, with the fox's head facing down and its wide-open mouth revealing a mouthful of sharp teeth.
"Master Ling...Ling." Nan Jin wanted to ask Mei Ling'er in the live broadcast room for help, but when she looked up, she saw the figure of Gundam at the door.
"Nannan!"
Nan Jin shuddered with fear and covered the phone screen with her hands feeling guilty.
"What are you doing here?"
"I need to exercise for a while, you go down first."
"good!"
The man's voice was so full of bewitching power that Nan Jin almost surrendered.
"Nan Jin, do you still want to know the truth?"
Nan Jin blinked, waking from a dream. She almost let the man brush her off again, and turned to look at the fox on the wall.
Wu Zhenhao grabbed the sleeve that was floating in the air. The man seemed to be trying his best to control his emotions and said in a pleading tone:
"Isn't it good to continue like this?"
Nan Jin subconsciously wanted to refute, but found herself being held tightly by the man and unable to move.
"Husband, let me go!"
"Can we just continue living like this?" Wu Zhenhao let out a whine. He just wanted Nan Jin to be by his side.
He didn't understand why the other party was suddenly like this today when everything was fine before.
"What a star-crossed pair! Hahahaha! They're so enviable!"
The fox on the wall suddenly turned into a puff of smoke and fell to the ground, transforming into an ancient beauty with charming eyes.
[This... Is this Daji? ]
[Mom! Oh my god! I saw a real vixen!]
[Are all vixen this beautiful? Even though I'm a woman, I can't resist this beauty!]
[Can everyone please understand the main point? This vixen doesn't look like a good... demon...]
……
Mei Linger glanced at the vixen and said calmly:
"Xiao Li, you are naughty again."
The little fox was combing the hair on her tail. When she heard someone calling her name, her jaw dropped to the ground in surprise.
"You...you...you...you know me?"
"I don't know you." Mei Ling'er smiled slightly as she looked at the little fox with a wrinkled face.
"But one of my elders knows you." Mei Ling'er said and raised her chin to the left.
The little fox's eyes immediately lit up, and its nine tails swayed left and right behind it.
Seeing this, the old man with white beard immediately put his index finger on his lips and made a soft "hush" sound.
The little fox pouted and then turned his gaze to Mei Ling'er.
"Are you the detective Nan Jin hired?"
[What a cute little raccoon, can I raise one? ]
Mei Ling'er smiled again, straightened her sleeves, and sat upright.
"Yes, I am indeed here to help Nan Jin. But I am the fortune teller Nan Jin hired, not the detective you mentioned."
The little fox wagged its first, second, third, and fourth tails, looking nonchalant.
"Oh, whatever! Whatever you say is what it is!"
Then he looked at Wu Zhenyu and his wife beside him:
"If you want to know anything, just ask me."
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