Shocked, the beautiful president wants to chase me

Xian Yao didn't expect that there were so many strange things on the man in front of him.

"How many? Can it be solved?" Lu Linsheng asked with a more serious voice.

After all, Zhao Ling was Zhao Yaqian's eldest brother, and Lu Linsheng felt that he should help Zhao Ling solve it out of emotion and reason.

"Eight, it can be solved." Xianyao's voice was a little heavy, but also a little helpless.

With her current ability, she can indeed handle these things if she wants to.

It's just that she's going to look like last time again, and she'll have to be weak for a while.

Xianyao even wondered if Lu Linsheng didn't want to recover on purpose.

Hearing that Xianyao said it could be resolved, Lu Linsheng was slightly relieved.

Then he looked at Zhao Ling.

The most urgent thing now is to ask clearly how these eight ghosts came here and why they followed Zhao Ling.

"Brother Zhao, do you believe in ghosts and gods?"

Lu Linsheng turned his head abruptly to look at Zhao Ling and asked.

Zhao Ling, who also asked this question, was at a loss. He obviously meant to cure diseases, so why did he suddenly involve ghosts and gods?
However, he still answered Lu Linsheng's question seriously.

"I don't really believe it, but everything has a reason for its existence, so I don't believe it more, but I don't deny it."

"After all, I haven't seen it with my own eyes."

Hearing this, Lu Linsheng took a deep breath and looked very seriously.

"Brother Zhao, you may not believe what I say next, but I think you should think about it carefully."

Seeing Lu Linsheng's expression, Zhao Ling also knew that what Lu Linsheng was going to say was not simple, so his expression became serious.

"Brother Zhao should have seen it just now. My cats and dogs don't welcome you very much."

"But normally, they don't have that kind of situation."

"The only explanation is that you have ghosts on you."

When Zhao Ling heard this, his face suddenly changed, his original calmness turned into indifference, and he watched Lu Linsheng speak calmly.

"Lu Linsheng, right?"

"Although my sister likes you, this is not the reason for you to talk nonsense to me."

"Not to mention whether ghosts exist or not."

"What do you mean by saying that I have a ghost instead of seeing a doctor?"

"I tell you, as long as I don't want to, you can't marry my sister, understand?!"

When Lu Linsheng heard this, he was sure instantly that there was definitely something wrong with Zhao Ling.

Judging from what Zhao Ling said about ghosts and gods at the beginning, he does not deny the existence of these things.

But now they say such things.

If it is said that there is no problem, I am afraid that no one will believe it.

"Brother Zhao, I suggest you think about it, what you said about ghosts and gods, and your current attitude."

Zhao Ling's face suddenly became colder, and when he was about to speak, a sense of tyranny surfaced in his heart.

Zhao Ling's eyes turned red.

Zhao Ling instantly sensed that something was wrong with him, under normal circumstances this should not have happened to him.

Is it really like what Lu Linsheng said, there are ghosts on him?
At the same time, in Lu Linsheng's mind, Xianyao was talking to Lu Linsheng little by little, asking Lu Linsheng to ask Zhao Ling.

"Brother Zhao, I have a few questions for you."

"The first point, do you often suffer from insomnia at night, and you will feel headache from 11 o'clock to one o'clock."

"Second point, do you often feel extremely tired and feel like you are carrying a heavy weight?"

"The third point is whether you are very impulsive and make some decisions or things that you would not otherwise do."

"Fourth point, when you are alone, do you feel that you are surrounded by other people, and it feels like a busy city at any time."

"Fifth point, are you easily angry and extreme?"

As Lu Linsheng asked questions one after another, Zhao Ling's eyes became more and more gloomy, but there were still flashes of brilliance in his eyes from time to time.

At the same time, that tyrannical feeling surfaced in Zhao Ling's heart again.

But Zhao Ling forcibly relied on his own willpower, suppressed the tyranny, and seriously thought about Lu Linsheng's problem.

After about 5 minutes, Zhao Ling spoke again.

"I have all the five points you mentioned."

"But I don't think it's because I have a ghost."

"The headache might just be because I haven't had enough rest, and the fatigue might be because I've been working too much."

"Impulsivity has been part of my personality since childhood, and I was rarely alone."

"As for being angry and extreme, I prefer to understand it as a habit I developed when I was in the army."

Zhao Ling is still reluctant to admit that there are such things as ghosts.

Lu Linsheng frowned slightly when he heard this, and asked about Xianyao in his mind.

After being silent for a moment, Xianyao threw him another question.

"Then ask him if his mother died of dystocia when he was born."

After Lu Linsheng asked this question without hesitation, Zhao Ling's face changed drastically, and a wave of anger emerged from him, as well as a feeling of extreme sadness.

Besides, Zhao Ling's red eyes.

"Lu Linsheng!"

"You are provoking me!"

The mother's death was a setback for Zhao Ling.

In his opinion, if it was not for him, his mother would not have died of dystocia.

It's all because of myself that this situation appears now.

"If you want to die, I will help you!" Zhao Ling's face was full of anger, his fists were clenched tightly, and the veins on his arms were bulging, which looked quite terrifying.

The next moment, Lu Linsheng shook his head and said again: "This is just to make you believe me."

"If you don't want to believe it, then I'll ask you one last question."

"Did the symptoms I mentioned above appear after you worshiped your mother three years ago?"

This sentence made Zhao Ling shudder, and looked at Lu Linsheng in astonishment.

As Lu Linsheng said, these problems of his really appeared after worshiping his mother!

"This..." Zhao Ling opened his mouth, clearly wanting to admit it in his heart, but he seemed unable to control his lips, unable to speak at all.

Lu Linsheng suddenly understood, and he was right.

"Brother Zhao, do you still think ghosts and gods are fictional?"

Zhao Ling was silent because he couldn't control his lips, but he was sure that something was definitely wrong with him!
Seeing that Zhao Ling was silent, Lu Linsheng frowned.

"Yes, I believe there is a ghost, so how should this matter be resolved?" Zhao Ling finally broke through the inexplicable blockade by relying on his willpower, regained control of his body, and asked impatiently.