After a debt of 100 million, the poisonous tongue went crazy and killed people on the live broadcast

Chapter 1168: Not Satisfied

Feng Yin gave Li Sanyi two porcelain bottles, and Li Sanyi felt as if he was in ancient times.

"This is?"

Feng Yin explained: "The white one is for detoxification, including the easiest charm potion, and the brown one is for life-saving. If you are seriously injured, take it and I will save you."

Li Sanyi didn't know what level Feng Yin's medical skills had reached, but he knew that Feng Yin was not a random person. As long as she said anything, she could achieve it.

"Okay, I will carry it close to me! I will be more careful with Shu Lei."

Feng Yin hummed, that was all he could do now.

In a society ruled by law, there is protection and restraint.

Li Sanyi didn't stay long and left with two small porcelain bottles.

After Li Sanyi left, Cheng Yanqiu came out of the kitchen, holding a plate of cut fruits with special fruit picks on it.

Feng Yin took advantage of the situation and praised: "My Qiuqiu knife skills are getting better and better!"

Cheng Yanqiu sat down without changing his expression, put the fruit on the coffee table, and squeezed Feng Yin's hand, which was so soft that it felt soft all the way to his heart.

"Of course!"

When she praised, he continued.

The two have spent a lot more time together since they got married.

Most of the time, Nuwai is at home. Sometimes we watch movies and variety shows together.

Sometimes when I get busy, I just guard a corner of the room and do my own thing.

In short, with one more person, the house becomes more popular.

A plate of fruit mostly went into Feng Yin's stomach. Cheng Yanqiu's spleen and stomach couldn't handle eating so much and eating so casually.

After eating the fruit, Feng Yin gave Cheng Yanqiu a medicinal bath and acupuncture.

The small pills made before could no longer suppress Cheng Yanqiu's illness.

Cheng Yanqiu, who had been to Mount Everest a few days ago, saw that the long-term malaise in his body was about to break out, but Feng Yin used acupuncture to temporarily suppress it.

But the string in my heart became even tighter.

Feng Yin is scared!

Really scared!
Afraid of not being able to make it in time.

After acupuncture, Cheng Yanqiu fell asleep. Feng Yin sat beside the bed, tracing Cheng Yanqiu's eyebrows with his fingers in the air.

"It's so beautiful!"

"Such a good-looking person is mine! How nice."

Feng Yin didn't look at Cheng Yanqiu stupidly, but stayed for about five minutes and then went out.

The outbreak of Cheng Yanqiu's serious illness made Feng Yin even more desperate for traffic.

She has been working hard in the entertainment industry before, and this is also the fastest way to get traffic at the moment.

But now, Feng Yin has a different idea.

The last life, so what if you play something big!

Feng Yin, who has experienced countless planes, is a huge knowledge base in itself.

It’s just that there are many things that cannot be taken out, and even if they are taken out, they cannot be realized.

However, on the existing basis, it is possible to make some things better.

Even though the reputation of the entertainment industry is wide, it is only a circle.

Feng Yin was not satisfied anymore, she wanted her name to be known by everyone.

That kind of traffic will surely allow her and Cheng Yanqiu to live happily until old age, right?

Feng Yin smiled a bit sadly when he thought of this.

What others have within easy reach, she has to work hard to grab.

Once the ten-year traffic is up, if it goes as she thinks, she and Cheng Yanqiu will start sharing their lives, which means that she and Cheng Yanqiu each have five years left to live.

Five years?

Not much really.

She is twenty-four and Cheng Yanqiu is twenty-seven.

Five years later, she was twenty-nine and Cheng Yanqiu was thirty-two.

It can be regarded as an untimely death.

Feng Yin laughed at himself, kept his mind introverted, and focused on the present.

If anyone could see it, they would know that Feng Yin was writing a paper, a medical paper.