Adopting A Stray Cat Chapter 587: Stars Moving and Meeting Again1

Chapter 587: Chapter 587: Stars Moving and eting Again_1

Since Lu Xi had made up her mind, Qin Sisi didn’t know what else to insist on. It was ti for Forensic Doctor Zhou to find his answers.

As they say, heaven’s net is wide but lets nothing through; eventually, the truth will reveal itself.

Qin Sisi turned to Ye You, opened her palm, and received the last Spirit Gathering Pill. She handed it to Lu Xi, "This is the Spirit Gathering Pill. Take it and you’ll be back after a hundred years."

Lu Xi’s eyes sparkled, she thanked Qin Sisi, and slipped the golden Spirit Gathering Pill into her mouth.

With a flick of Ye You’s claw, he summoned the Spirit Conversion Bottle.

The snow-white Spirit Conversion Bottle revolved slowly amidst the darkness, its silver glow mystical and pure.

In her snow-white wedding dress, Lu Xi gazed at the revolving Spirit Conversion Bottle with no fear or worry. Instead, an expression of anticipation surfaced on her lips.

Farewell, my love. See you in a hundred years.

Ti flies, a hundred years passed in an instant. Every cycle of life is but a drop in the vast ocean of existence.

At the largest hospital in S City, a petite white sports car ca to a steady halt in the parking lot.

From the driver’s seat, a young and beautiful girl alighted. She had delicate features, bright and kind eyes, and wore a light blue coat that was refreshing and elegant.

She seed in a hurry, quickly pacing a couple of steps to the back door of the car. She opened it and instructed in a clear voice, "Help him out. Be careful."

Two n in their twenties slowly helped another man of the sa age out of the car.

The aided man appeared to be in pain, his face was pale and cold sweat dripped incessantly from his temples.

The girl cast a concerned glance at the ailing man. She had already called the hospital before arriving, so doctors and nurses were on their way with a gurney now.

Shortly after, the ill man was lifted onto the gurney and wheeled off by the dical staff. The girl and the other two n followed closely behind.

After the necessary examinations were done, a male doctor approached the girl, "Hello, are you a relative? The patient needs surgery and we require a family mber’s signature."

"I am his teacher. His relatives are on the way. I’ll sign!" The girl stood up and signed her na on the surgery consent form.

Their eyes locked and both froze. A hazy mory seed to stir emotions in both of them.

She glanced at his ID badge, the glowing letters clearly spelled out - Head Physician: Zhou Hai.

He looked down at the consent form she had given back; the elegant handwriting was a perfect reflection of her - Lu Xi.

Ti passing, stars shifting positions, they had finally t again in the cycle of fate.

She was still a teacher and he was no longer a forensic doctor.

There were no complicated, intricate cases.

There were no blood-stained corpses.

There was no Chu nghan.

There was no Zhou Luoluo.

There was only

and you.

After dealing with Lu Xi’s matter, Qin Sisi rembered the ghost of the man who died in a car accident and was taken by Ye You into the Portable Space.

Deep into the night of the following day, she hurriedly asked Ye You to release the ghost from the Portable Space.

At the ti, they were about to fight the ssenger of Death and Ye You had no choice but to knock the ghost unconscious and take him into the Portable Space. After a few days of waiting, the ghost had woken up, but the surroundings were seemingly blurred and foggy. He felt like he was in an illusion, incapable of finding an exit.

Suddenly released, the ghost rubbed his eyes, slightly unable to adjust to the suddenly bright environnt.

Upon seeing Qin Sisi, the ghost blinked in surprise and took a mont before asking, "Are you...you? Did you bring

here? Where is this? The underworld?"

He looked at the unfamiliar room in bewildernt, thinking that life in the underworld was so similar to the human world.

Qin Sisi had to explain, "This isn’t the underworld. You’re still in the human world."

The ghost was surprised and tried to recall the monts of the accident, puzzled he asked, "Am I not dead?"

Qin Sisi nodded in confirmation, "Yes, you indeed died. You are now a ghost, well, in other words, a ghost."

"I...I’m a ghost?" The ghost stuttered with surprise. He suddenly looked at Qin Sisi and asked, "Then who are you?"

Qin Sisi calmly replied, "I can see ghosts and can talk to ghosts, of course, I’m a mage."

Being in a completely foreign environnt and facing an unknown fate, the ghost was sowhat nervous. He pursued, "You’re a mage, and I’m a ghost. What are you going to do with ?"

Aren’t mages and ghosts said to be natural enemies?

Qin Sisi honestly replied, "I need your Soul Power, but I won’t take it for nothing. I can help you fulfill any unfulfilled desires as an exchange."

The ghost jerked back two steps in fear, timidly asking, "If I give you my Soul Power, wouldn’t I disintegrate and disappear?"

Qin Sisi had to patiently explain, "No, your soul would scatter to different places. When the ti cos, they will naturally reassemble, and then you can reincarnate."

"But...but..." The ghost hesitated, clearly showing fear of the sacrifices of the Soul Power.

Qin Sisi was becoming slightly impatient, she persuaded, "I’ve already said that I can help you fulfill your unfulfilled desires. At the end of the day, you’re only losing a bit of ti. Think about it."

The ghost chuckled grimly, "My only wish was to not die. I haven’t had a child yet, my wife is definitely waiting for

to return. I’m the only child of my parents. What would happen if I die?"

Qin Sisi sighed, "I can’t help with that. I can’t control your death. Why did you drink and drive? It’s all your own responsibility."

He sighed deeply, "Surviving isn’t easy. I was only trying to make more money. I’m a liquor marketer, how could I market if I didn’t drink?"

Qin Sisi looked at him sympathetically, but her stance did not soften, "You should value your life even when making money! What good is money when you lost your life?"

He sighed again, "You’re right, but it’s too late now. If you must ask what I wish for, then it would be about my parents and my wife."

Qin Sisi felt a sense of familiarity with his tone. It seed like she had heard a similar oratory from another ghost before, and she had given that ghost a large sum of money for his wife.

Would the wish of the male ghost standing before her be the sa...

Indeed, the ghost said, sighing, "Without , they lose their main source of inco. Their future life will definitely be tough. Since you want to make a deal with , then give my family more money!"

Qin Sisi turned to look at Ye You, her expression stiff. When it cos to money, it is a complex issue; simple, and yet not so simple.

Money is not the issue; the issue is the lack of money, or rather, a lack of sufficient money.