Betting on Life!

"Is there something wrong with her head?" Bai Yingying was confused.

Zhou Ze shook his head as well. To be honest, Zhou Ze could not tell what was going on either. When he was a doctor in the past, he would often see a good day for a cesarean section.

However, he had never seen anyone who would choose the time to die.

The old woman had probably been staring at the clock when she was lying on the bed, calculating when she would die.

Looking at the old woman's crying face, there was no way she was pretending. She was already dead, so what was the point of pretending? Who was she trying to show her hypocrisy to?

However, she kept crying, which made Zhou Ze a little upset. The old daoist could not hear her, but he could. His sleep quality was not good to begin with, so how could he rest when he was being disturbed like this?

Zhou Ze did not have a kind heart. Moreover, he had eaten his conscience not long ago.