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Chapter 147 - 147 147 What is this act about
Chapter 147 - 147 147 What is this act about
?Chapter 147: Chapter 147: What is this act about? Chapter 147: Chapter 147: What is this act about? Luo Ning asked this question, and Old Sir Huo was first stunned.
Then he nodded somewhat inexplicably, “That’s right, Huo Ye is my grandson.”
But Lu Xun knew Luo Ning wouldn’t suddenly ask this without reason, and immediately thought of a possibility.
He asked Luo Ning, “Did something happen to Huo Ye?”
Luo Ning nodded and said, “I saw that the Descendant Palace in Grandpa Huo’s divination chart suddenly dimmed, and judging from his familial karma lines, it seems like Huo Ye has run into trouble.”
“Grandpa Huo’s forehead has somewhat darkened, indicating that Huo Ye is now in life-threatening danger, and if we’re not careful, he may pass away.”
Old Sir Huo frowned. Although he did not understand why Luo Ning would say such a thing, it made him somewhat unhappy.
Huo Ye was his beloved grandson. How could she say such a thing? Wasn’t that essentially cursing his grandson?
“Xiao Luo, you can also read fortunes?” he asked, suppressing the anger that arose.
Old Sir Huo did believe in Feng Shui and fate, and given that Luo Ning was brought by Lu Xun, he held back his anger to ask further.
Lu Xun quickly explained, “Grandpa Huo, Luo Ning is a Feng Shui Master and can read faces.”
Luo Ning knew that it was normal for Old Sir Huo to be skeptical and upset by her sudden assertion.
She followed Old Sir Huo’s familial karma lines and calculated with her fingers, “In less than two minutes, your family should be calling you.”
The few elders present were stunned by the conversation among the three.
The young lady brought by the Lu Family’s young man, what act was she trying to play?
It was well known that Huo Ye was Old Huo’s adored grandson. By saying such words, wasn’t she offending people?
Moreover, Huo family would call within two minutes? What kind of joke was she making?
They believed in Feng Shui and destiny as well, but every skilled Feng Shui Master they had encountered was of a certain age, carrying an aura of a sage imbued with the essence of Taoism.
This beautiful young woman, no matter how you looked at her, did not seem like any master!
Besides, they had never heard of any master who could predict when others would receive phone calls, much less approximate timings.
Old Sir Huo was also disbelieving, but for some reason, he suddenly felt an inexplicable sense of panic.
So he did not get angry and said, “Fine, I’ll wait and see.”
But just as his words fell, his cell phone rang.
Several of the elders present, including Old Sir Huo, were dumbfounded.
Could it be? A call really came?
Or was it just a coincidence?
Old Sir Huo hurriedly took out his cell phone and saw the call was from his eldest son, who was also Huo Ye’s father, and became suddenly anxious.
He quickly answered the call.
Mr. Huo’s voice, anxious and pained, came through the receiver, “Dad, Xiao Ye had an accident, he suddenly collapsed with blood flowing from his seven orifices, and he’s barely hanging on.”
Old Sir Huo suddenly stood up, “What? How could this have happened? Has he been taken to a hospital?”
Mr. Huo replied, “He has been. The hospital hasn’t discovered the cause yet, but the equipment keeps showing Xiao Ye’s vital signs dropping.”
“If it continues like this, the doctor says he’s afraid he might not survive the night.”
With a choking voice, he said, “Dad, maybe you should come to the hospital.”
Then he reported the hospital name and the emergency building number.
If it wasn’t for the doctors saying that Huo Ye might not make it through the night, Mr. Huo wouldn’t have called Old Sir Huo in such a rush, making the old man worry.
But they feared the worst for his son and wanted Old Sir Huo to have the chance to see him for potentially one last time.
Old Sir Huo couldn’t believe that his grandson, who had been lively and bouncing around when he left in the morning, had suddenly fallen into such a state.
His heart raced with anxiety as he said, “Alright, I’m coming over right now.”
After hanging up the phone, Old Sir Huo suddenly felt his legs go weak, and he collapsed back into his chair.
Back in the day, he had fought on battlefields and never once felt his legs go weak, but now, hearing that his little grandson might die, he couldn’t help but feel scared.
“Old Huo, what on earth happened?”
Seeing Old Sir Huo in this state, the few other elders grew concerned.
It was only then that Old Sir Huo came back to his senses and recounted the news he had received over the phone.
Then, the other elders turned their gaze toward Luo Ning, eyes filled with disbelief; she had predicted everything accurately.
By this time, Old Sir Huo had also reacted and immediately looked at Luo Ning, “Since you foresaw that my grandson would be in trouble, is there any way to remedy the situation?”
Luo Ning’s demonstration earlier was so mystical that he couldn’t help but believe her, unable to suppress a glimmer of hope.
Hearing from his son that his grandson might not survive the night, Old Sir Huo couldn’t help but grasp at Luo Ning as his last straw.
Luo Ning replied, “I can’t guarantee anything. I need to see Huo Ye’s condition in person before making a conclusion.”
She was also full of doubts in her heart. According to the reading of Huo Ye’s face and palms, he did not show any signs of imminent death; it was all within a day’s time.
Of course, divination was not immutable. If there were some man-made factors at play, after fate had been affected and changed, one’s appearance would also change.
It was just like how, moments ago, the area representing Old Sir Huo’s descendants on his face had suddenly grown darker, and his brow had turned black.
Old Sir Huo couldn’t care about anything else and, with a hint of pleading, said, “Trouble you to come with me to the hospital to see Huo Ye, please.”
The old man had a distinguished status and had met several formidable Feng Shui Masters.
But he didn’t immediately call any of them. First, he knew there were rules in this line of work: not to trouble a second master for a job already taken. He was afraid of offending Luo Ning.
Secondly, what Luo Ning had said earlier was just too accurate.
Putting aside her foresight about his grandson’s accident, the prediction of the phone call itself was so incredible that he could only pin his hopes on her.
If they went to the hospital and Luo Ning was unable to do anything, then he would call another master to come and have a look.
Lu Xun also looked at Luo Ning with an anxious expression, “Let’s go to the hospital now.”
He had spoken with Huo Ye just an hour ago, having made plans to meet in the afternoon. But unexpectedly, his friend had an accident in such a short time.
Luo Ning nodded, “Okay!”
The few elders no longer cared about watching Ink Monkey and stood up one after another to leave.
They all had rides waiting, so Lu Xun and Luo Ning drove to the hospital by themselves.
Once there, they went together to the emergency building.
At this time, Huo Ye had already been transferred to the Intensive Care Unit, and Mr. Huo and the others stood by with sorrowful faces, while Mom Huo and Grandma Huo were continuously shedding tears.
Seeing Old Sir Huo and the others arrive, Mr. Huo quickly approached, his eyes red, saying, “Dad, come and see Xiao Ye.”
Although Huo Ye was the most mischievous and least accomplished among his sons, he was also the one his wife and he worried and cared about the most.
Hearing now from the doctor that their son might die, his pain was compounded with the need to stand strong.
Old Sir Huo hurried forward, and on seeing his grandson on the bed with an oxygen mask, pale as a ghost, he felt so heartbroken he nearly passed out.
He quickly turned his head to Luo Ning and asked, “Miss Luo, please, look at what’s happened to my grandson?”
With the old man’s call, everyone in the room was stunned.
They were puzzled—why was the old man asking such a young girl to come and see what was wrong with Huo Ye?
Could she possibly know something?