Luo Ning took out her smartphone's QR code and held it up, "Pay first, read face-reading later!"
Qin Xinyue immediately took out her phone, scanned it, and paid ten thousand yuan.
Only then did Luo Ning take a close look at the woman's face, "Someone in your family is sick, and you are very anxious right now."
Qin Xinyue said, "This place isn't far from the hospital. A lot of people could guess that."
"Your parents died when you were young, and your grandfather is in the hospital. He has been frequently losing consciousness recently, and the times he is lucid are getting fewer and fewer."
Luo Ning kept her eyes on her and continued, "And yet the hospital cannot figure out what the problem is."
This she had deduced from the evil spirit clinging to Qin Xinyue's body, and the dullness of the facial features representing her parental palace and the obstructed line that represented her grandfather.
